<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/70844626">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="30714890" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Eric woke up feeling well-rested. He’d slept better than he thought he would. The wild emotional swings of the previous evening had clearly left him exhausted.</p><p>Lauren was still asleep next to him. She looked so peaceful, as if the turmoil and lust from the night before had all washed away. He knew that wasn’t true, of course. They still had an uncomfortable, potentially difficult conversation ahead of them.</p><p>Before he’d fallen asleep Eric had wondered if he’d wake up furious, if the sense of lust that had calmed his anger would wash away overnight and he’d be left feeling like a divorce was the only sensible option.</p><p>As he sat up in bed and watched his wife sleep, Eric mostly felt like he wanted to wrap his arms around her, breathe in the scent of her hair, and feel the warmth of her body against his.</p><p>For him, that was the strange thing. He didn’t want to scream at his wife. He didn’t want to throw things. He didn’t want to tell her she was a whore and that he was filing divorce papers as soon as he could meet with a lawyer. Those were the last things he wanted.</p><p>Eric was equally delighted and dismayed to feel the same sense of arousal he’d experienced the night before. His cock was half hard as he thought about snuggling up next to his wife, and it wasn’t because he was dreaming about fucking her. He was thinking about her infidelity and it was turning him on.</p><p>Eric gently slid his body next to Lauren’s and pulled her close. She stirred from her sleep and reached for his hand, pulling it across her body. Her ass pushed into his crotch. She definitely felt his erection.</p><p>Eric kissed his wife’s neck as he enjoyed the scent of the shampoo she’d used the night before. Her soft skin felt so good against his lips. She moaned at his gentle touch.</p><p>“Good morning,” Lauren whispered.</p><p>“Good morning to you,” Eric said as he kissed her again. His hips moved slightly as he ground into her ass.</p><p>“How did you sleep?” Lauren asked as she subtly moved her ass in rhythm with Eric’s hips.</p><p>Eric’s cock was stiff as desire surged through him. Suddenly, an image of Lauren cuddled up with the man she’d been fucking popped into his head. Eric moaned and his hand moved to her hips. He pulled his wife’s ass tighter against him.</p><p>“I slept well. How about you?” he asked while continuing to dry hump her while spooning.</p><p>Lauren moaned as Eric’s fingers moved from her hips into her panties. He couldn’t help it. He had to see if she was as aroused as he was. Another surge of lust moved through him when Eric found wetness between her legs.</p><p>“Better than I thought I would,” Lauren said.</p><p>Eric fingered his wife as he rubbed his cock into her panty-clad ass. His mind filled with images of all the things he imagined her doing with the other man. He saw Lauren riding his cock. He saw her giving head. He saw her taking his cock from behind. Each new image only served to turn him on more.</p><p>“Oh, Eric,” Lauren moaned.</p><p>Eric imagined his wife saying another man’s name. He dry humped her ass.</p><p>“I’m going to cum,” she whispered.</p><p>Unbelievably, Eric was going to cum too. He was going to cum while dry humping his wife, like a teenage virgin.</p><p>Lauren rubbed her ass vigorously over Eric’s cock. She was working to make him feel good, just as he was working to make her cum with his skilled fingers.</p><p>Just as she announced her orgasm, Eric came in his underwear. He didn’t bother trying to stop it. He didn’t want to. </p><p>“Oh fuck!” he cried out as his body convulsed with the intense pleasure of an orgasm unlike any he’d experienced in years.</p><p>Eric felt a surprising sense of joy after his orgasm. He wondered if the anger he felt last night was even in him anymore. Had it faded away entirely? That seemed impossible.</p><p>Lauren rolled onto her back and turned her head to look at Eric. “Maybe I shouldn’t be asking, but what’s going on? I mean, I really enjoyed that, and it seems like you did too, but shouldn’t you be furious at me?”</p><p>Lauren seemed bemused and concerned, like she wasn’t quite ready to trust that Eric wasn’t waiting for the right moment to unleash his fury and tell her what a whore she’d been.</p><p>There was something Eric wanted to know, though. “Why’d you do it?” he asked.</p><p>Lauren answered without hesitation. “With the exception of last night, when was the last time we had good sex?”</p><p>“You thought we had good sex last night?” Eric responded. The answer to Lauren’s question was “I’m not sure” and he didn’t really feel like going down that road.</p><p>“It was incredibly hot. So was this morning,” Lauren said as she snuggled up against Eric and ran her fingers over his chest.</p><p>Eric closed his eyes and enjoyed the way her fingers moved over his body. It occurred to him that they hadn’t just relaxed in bed on a weekend morning in years, and it wasn’t like they had a son scampering around the house that they needed to attend to. They’d just stopped doing it.</p><p>“You still shouldn’t have cheated on me,” Eric said, though he sounded less convincing than he wanted to. Again he wondered why he wasn’t angrier at Lauren.</p><p>“I know,” she said. “I’m sorry.”</p><p>Eric almost said, “Don’t be.” He couldn’t believe those words almost left his lips. He knew it was because in the span of 12 hours he’d had two astonishingly pleasurable sexual experiences with his wife. Part of him knew that her cheating had awoken something, perhaps in both of them.</p><p>Instead of saying anything, Eric pulled Lauren closer against him and kissed her head. She snuggled up tighter and continued to run her fingers over his chest.</p><p>“Has it really been two months?” Eric asked.</p><p>He couldn’t help it. He needed to know more about her affair, though he suspected his drive for information was a little different than most men. His lack of anger was certainly different than the typical response.</p><p>“Yes,” Lauren said.</p><p>Eric felt her tense up a little. He smiled. She thought he was gearing up for a fight, that there would be yelling and recriminations and horrible accusations.</p><p>“Where did you meet?” he asked.</p><p>Lauren snuggled up closer as Eric ran his hand over her back. His touch was soft and loving. He wanted her to know it was safe to share.</p><p>“It was a girl’s night out, actually. Two of the girls had canceled, so it was just Stephanie and me. I’d told her about the…lack of connection in our marriage earlier in the evening, and a little later these two guys came up and started flirting. I was about to tell them that I was married when Stephanie kicked me under the table.”</p><p>Eric was surprised when Lauren moved her hand under his shirt and started to caress his bare chest. He couldn’t believe how good it felt.</p><p>“She wanted me to flirt, to have a little fun. So I did. And it was fun. And that’s all it was going to be. Just a little bit of harmless fun.”</p><p>Something about Lauren’s story combined with the way she was touching him had Eric feeling aroused. He tried his best not to show it, though.</p><p>“How did it become more than just a bit of harmless fun?” he asked.</p><p>“At first it was the four of us having drinks, talking, and flirting. Then we moved onto the dance floor. It was a fast song and we were doing the kind of dancing where you’re sort of touching, but not really. You’re just moving really close to each other.”</p><p>Lauren’s hand moved from Eric’s chest down to his stomach. She rubbed her fingers along the area just above his underwear. He couldn’t tell, but it seemed like she was trying to arouse him.</p><p>“Then a slow song came on,” Lauren continued. “Stephanie immediately put her arms around her guy’s neck and moved in close. I know I should have excused myself and called for a ride home, but I didn’t. I let the guy I was flirting with pull me close. I put my arms around his neck. I felt his hands slip under my shirt and caress my lower back and I didn’t do anything about it. It felt so good and I was drunk enough not to care about anything else.”</p><p>Eric hadn’t gotten hard, but he was unquestionably aroused. He could feel it moving through him. It was that rare, wonderful kind of arousal that comes from exploring an entirely new and thrilling sexual experience. It didn’t matter to his brain that it was his wife telling him how her affair began.</p><p>“I told myself that I wouldn’t let it go any further. That I’d just enjoy a slow dance with him, that I’d enjoy the way his hands felt on my skin, that I’d enjoy resting my head against his chest while we danced.”</p><p>Eric felt his cock getting hard. He bent his knees, hoping to avoid the obvious tent in the sheets as his dick stiffened at his wife’s tale.</p><p>“Then one of his hands left my lower back. A moment later he was caressing my face as we danced. I looked up at him. He kissed me,” Lauren said as she pushed her fingers under the waistband of Eric’s underwear and caressed his hard cock.</p><p>“It was a soft, slow kiss. Just his lips held against mine. It felt so good.” Lauren paused as she continued to slowly stroke Eric’s cock. She said nothing about it. She didn’t call out the fact that he was clearly aroused by her story. She just played with his dick.</p><p>“I was the one that pushed it further,” she continued. “I opened my mouth. I urged him to use his tongue. I used mine. I opened the door to everything that came next. It all just felt so good. I just needed it so badly.”</p><p>Eric closed his eyes and moaned. Lauren had her hand around his rock hard cock. There was no point in denying his arousal. He was turned on in a way he wasn’t sure he’d ever experienced. He wanted to hear more of her story.</p><p>“What happened next?” he asked.</p><p>“It turned out that Stephanie was doing the same thing with her guy. They were going at it so hot and heavy that the bouncer had to tell them to stop. She asked me if I was okay, and when I told her I was, she left with her guy.”</p><p>“What did you do?” Eric asked as Lauren’s fingers continued to slowly work his erection.</p><p>“I went home with my guy, with Grady,” Lauren said.</p><p>Eric knew that was the next step. He knew that’s what Lauren was going to say. That didn’t stop it from being thrilling when she finally said it. He moaned again. He’d completely given himself over to the eroticism of her tale.</p><p>“Grady called an Uber and we put on quite a show in the backseat. I just couldn’t keep my hands off of him. I’d already made the decision to…well, to be a bad girl, and I wanted him. I wanted him in the car. I even played with his cock through his pants.”</p><p>Eric was certain he was going to have another orgasm. It was only a matter of time. His cock felt stiffer than it had been in years.</p><p>“Once we got to his house, we couldn’t get our clothes off fast enough. It was like a cliché as we undressed each other while stumbling down the hallway to his bedroom.”</p><p>Lauren nuzzled and kissed Eric’s neck as she pulled down his underwear and freed his cock. Her fingers moved over the head to gather the precum and she deftly lubed him.</p><p>“Grady pulled a condom out of his nightstand and frantically tore it open and put it on his cock as I hopped in his bed and spread my legs. I needed him so badly,” Lauren said.</p><p>A question had been lingering in Eric’s mind for the past 12 hours. He hadn’t asked it yet because he wasn’t sure if he wanted to know the answer.</p><p>“Was he big?” Eric finally asked.</p><p>Lauren moaned and kissed his neck. “Yes, baby, he was big,” she said while stroking him.</p><p>“Was he bigger than me?” Eric asked.</p><p>“Yes,” Lauren said. “It felt good, too. It felt so good when he slipped his big cock inside me. I was so wet for him, baby. I needed him so badly that my pussy was soaking wet for him. I wrapped my legs around him and told him to fuck me.”</p><p>Eric’s orgasm was close now. He knew he wasn’t going to last. Images of his wife on her back with someone else’s bigger cock inside her filled Eric’s head.</p><p>Lauren’s moans changed. She made noises like she was getting fucked. She rubbed her body against Eric’s as her grip on his cock tightened.</p><p>“He made me cum so hard that first night, baby. That’s why I needed more. That’s why I kept going back to him. He fucked me so good,” Lauren said as the sound of her hand moving up and down Eric’s slippery cock filled the room.</p><p>“Did he fuck you better than I do?” Eric asked. He felt crazy asking it. He couldn’t believe the words were coming from his mouth. He knew the answer and he knew he wanted to hear it. For some reason, he knew the answer would be exactly what he wanted to hear. He knew it would make him cum.</p><p>“He fucked me so much better than you do,” Lauren said.</p><p>Eric’s body convulsed in pure delight as he climaxed. He grunted and groaned as Lauren brought him to orgasm and continued to moan and kiss his neck. It was the kind of orgasm that left Eric a little lightheaded and dazed.</p><p>Lauren ran her fingertip through the cum that had spilled onto Eric’s stomach. She kissed his neck and whispered, “Did you enjoy that?”</p><p>There was only one answer. “More than I could possibly explain,” Eric said.</p><p>“No explanation needed,” Lauren said. “Would you mind doing something for me, though?”</p><p>“Of course,” Eric said.</p><p>He watched as Lauren pulled away and spun around until he was looking at her panties. He caught a glimpse of the damp spot in her crotch before she pulled them off.</p><p>“Make me cum,” Lauren said.</p><p>Eric quickly pulled off his underwear and wiped the cum off his stomach before tossing them aside and moving between his wife’s legs.</p><p>“That’s so good,” she said while his tongue massaged her clit.</p><p>Eric was still caught up in the intense lust of their morning. He wanted his wife to writhe with pleasure. He wanted to make her feel good, to make her cum hard. He couldn’t help but wonder if she was thinking about Grady, about his big cock fucking her.</p><p>Those thoughts didn’t deter Eric from pleasuring his wife. They made him work harder. They made him double his efforts to get her off. He just wanted to make her feel good.</p><p>“That’s it, baby, make me cum” Lauren said. Loud, lusty moans followed as her fingers entwined in his hair.</p><p>Eric pushed two fingers into her pussy as he continued to lick his wife’s clit with his tongue. She moaned louder as he penetrated her.</p><p>“Yes, yes!” she cried out. “I’m cumming!”</p><p>Her hips pushed forward and Eric followed with his mouth as he lightly licked her clit to carry her through the orgasm. Eventually she gently pushed his head away and arched her back as the climax seemed to spread outwards from her pelvis.</p><p>“That was incredible,” she said.</p><p>Eric smiled as he rested between his wife’s legs and admired her pussy. He couldn’t help but think of someone else’s cock inside her, but he was ready to admit that it didn’t bother him nearly as much as it was supposed to, if at all. </p><p>It was clear to him now that it was a source of arousal. He let that thought settle in. Lauren cheating on him was arousing. It still seemed unbelievable, but he’d now had three orgasms in the span of 12 hours and they were all fueled by her infidelity. There was no denying it and he no longer had any desire to do anything but enjoy it.</p><p>“We should definitely do that again, and soon,” Eric said.</p><p>Lauren lifted her head off the bed and smiled at him. She sat up and pulled Eric’s mouth to hers for a long, slow kiss. “It would be my pleasure” she said.</p>