<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=his%20perfect%20wife">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="67422301" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Erica looked at her husband’s stiff cock and admired the way the drop of precum at the tip glistened in the soft bedroom light.</p><p>“So, how do you feel?” she asked as her eyes met his. Dylan still hadn’t said anything since Marco had left a few minutes prior. “How was your first time watching?”</p><p>Judging by the state of his erection, Dylan must have had a good time. Surely his cock wouldn’t be so stiff if he’d found the experience of watching Marco fuck his wife unpleasant.</p><p>Finally, Dylan spoke up, asking “Is it like that every time?”</p><p>Erica smiled, closed her eyes, and played with her breasts as she said, “Yes, though tonight was particularly good. I think Marco liked the idea of fucking me while you were watching.”</p><p>“Really?” Dylan asked.</p><p>Erica thought of how vigorous the sex with Marco had been. She thought of the look in his eyes as he took his place between her legs and slid inside her. She thought of the wild look of delight on his face as he elicited the first of many moans from her. There was no question Marco had thoroughly enjoyed the idea of Dylan watching another man fuck his wife.</p><p>“Can you blame him?” Erica asked. “He knows I’m with him because you…well, because you’re not quite capable of giving me what I need. He knows that he’s the one that gives me that.”</p><p>Erica knew Dylan found pleasure in the notion that Marco provided her with great orgasms. She suspected he found the idea a little bit humiliating too, which wasn’t surprising. What man wouldn’t be a little bit humiliated at the notion that someone else fucked his wife far better than he did?</p><p>Dylan’s gaze moved between Erica’s legs where he no doubt saw Marco’s cum leaking out of her. Not only had he witnessed another man make her cum, he’d witnessed that man unload inside his wife.</p><p>Erica reached down and gently ran a finger through the trickle of semen running out of her. She rubbed her sensitive pussy gently and moaned in the hopes of luring her husband out of his cuckold-induced stupor and into the bed.</p><p>“Does it turn you on to see his cum leaking out of me?” she asked in a soft, seductive voice. “Do you like that I wanted him to cum inside me, that I practically begged him for it?”</p><p>Dylan smiled and crawled into the bed and between Erica’s legs. She wrapped her fingers around his cock and placed it at the entrance to her slick, cum-filled pussy.</p><p>“Did it turn you on to see him cum inside me?” she whispered.</p><p>Dylan nodded and Erica released his cock as she kissed her husband. He plunged into her pussy and groaned into her mouth as Erica let her tongue dance wildly with his.</p><p>“You liked watching, didn’t you?” she asked.</p><p>“I fucking loved it,” he said.</p><p>Any hesitation he’d displayed earlier had seemingly washed away as Dylan took to vigorously fucking his wife’s messy pussy. It seemed that he’d just need a little help getting over whatever sense of hesitation he’d had from witnessing Marco make her cum.</p><p>“Does my pussy feel good?” Erica asked as she wrapped her legs around him. “Does it feel good to fuck my messy cunt?”</p><p>“Yes, fuck yes,” Dylan said as he pumped her harder.</p><p>They kissed as Erica took great pleasure in her husband’s desire. She’d been a little worried that watching might have a negative effect, but it seemed that Dylan was all in on Erica having a lover that provided her with the kind of pleasure she so desperately needed.</p><p>It couldn’t have been more than a minute before Dylan began to grunt and groan in a way that signaled his impending orgasm. Erica pulled him close and smiled. She liked that he was going to cum so quickly. She liked that it reinforced her need for Marco. She liked that Dylan was so turned on he couldn’t last.</p><p>“Cum inside me,” she whispered. “Cum in my messy cunt.”</p><p>Dylan unleashed a long, loud groan and buried his cock inside her as Erica held him close. She ran a hand through his hair and reached down to grab his ass with the other, silently encouraging him to enjoy his orgasm.</p><p>“Did that feel good?” she asked after he’d stopped moaning.</p><p>“It felt incredible,” he said. “Was I too quick?”</p><p>“You were very quick,” Erica replied with a smile. “But that’s okay. I already had an incredible orgasm tonight and you deserved one too.”</p><p>Erica didn’t want to be cruel, but she wanted to tell the truth. Marco had given her all the pleasure she needed, at least physically. She liked giving Dylan a great orgasm, but she didn’t need the same from him.</p><p>Dylan smiled, and as far as Erica could tell it was a smile of happy acceptance. Perhaps part of Dylan found it painful that Marco had become the man that gave Erica the sexual pleasure they needed, but it didn’t seem to be much of an issue.</p><p>“Could I watch again sometime?” Dylan asked.</p><p>Erica couldn’t contain her gleeful smile. “Absolutely.”</p><p>It was the perfect end to an evening that had gone better than she could have hoped for. She’d cum. Marco had cum. Dylan had cum. Everyone was happy, and Dylan wanted more.</p><p><br></p><p>Erica thought of Marco’s hands on her ass as she fought through the burning sensations while working the stair climber. She thought of how he always commented on how good her backside looked and how he found it irresistible. She smiled as arousal worked its way through her loins as her thoughts drifted to the fun she was going to have with Marco after they’d finished their workouts.</p><p>Erica let her gaze fixate on Marco as he picked up a set of dumbbells and worked his biceps. Her hand drifted between her legs and she very nearly rubbed her pussy in the middle of the gym before grasping the stair climber’s handles and scolding herself for having so little restraint.</p><p>A young blonde in a pair of skintight leggings and a ridiculously skimpy sports bra approached Marco. Erica’s lusty fantasy evaporated as she watched the pretty girl threw herself at him. She went so far as to reach out and touch his arm at the top of his curl and though Erica couldn’t hear what the young blonde was saying, it seemed almost certain that the girl was commenting on Marco’s impressive physique.</p><p>Part of Erica found it amusing. She understood the girl’s attraction. Marco was an impressive physical specimen, so of course women hit on him at the gym. Men probably hit on him too.</p><p>Her amusement quickly curdled into jealousy when Marco returned the girl’s flirty smile and turned to talk to her. Erica gripped the stair climber’s handles tighter and pumped her legs harder and faster, ignoring the burning sensation in her quads as she seethed.</p><p>When the girl picked up Marco’s phone, Erica assumed she was giving him her number. There was no other explanation, and Marco made no move to stop her. He took the girl’s number and he did it while knowing that Erica was watching.</p><p>The young blonde reached out to touch Marco’s arm once more and then walked away as Erica fumed. It wasn’t until the burning in her quads became too much to bear that Erica took a deep breath and considered how irrational her jealousy was.</p><p>Marco wasn’t her boyfriend. He wasn’t her husband. He was her lover. Put less romantically, they were fuck buddies. They saw to each other’s sexual needs and they spent a little time together, but they weren’t dating. They were chasing the beautiful high of body-shaking orgasms that they seemed particularly good at providing for each other.</p><p>That knowledge didn’t stop Erica from being distracted by the idea of Marco hooking up with someone else, though. She knew it was selfish, but she wanted him all to herself. She wanted to be the only one he fucked. She wanted all of his attention. She wanted all of his lust to be directed at her. It was at least partly irrational, but Erica couldn’t talk herself out of feeling that way.</p><p>By the time Marco finished his free weight set and made his way to the stair climber to visit with Erica, she’d decided that the best solution to her sense of jealousy was to show Marco that there was only one woman in the gym worth fucking.</p><p>“Hey there,” he said, completely unaware of the unpleasant little journey Erica had been on as she watched another woman flirt with him.</p><p>“Hey,” she replied with a smile.</p><p>Marco’s eyes drifted to her ass – Erica had also worn a pair of tight leggings, as she always did – and she smiled as a look of desire flashed across his face.</p><p>“Do you like what you see?” Erica asked.</p><p>Marco nodded and said, “You have the best ass in the gym.”</p><p>Erica believed him. Marco had never given her a reason to doubt the veracity of his desire for her. A little bit of flirting with someone else didn’t mean he wasn’t interested in her.</p><p>“Do I?” Erica asked. “Even better than that cute girl that gave you her number?”</p><p>Marco smiled and said, “You saw that, huh?”</p><p>“I certainly did,” Erica replied as she returned his smile. “She seemed quite interested in your biceps, and I bet she was interested in something else, too.”</p><p>Marco’s gaze returned to Erica’s ass as she continued to work the stair climber. He reached out and gave her bottom a good squeeze, catching her off guard and sending a quick wave of panic through Erica’s body at the idea of someone seeing the overt flirtation.</p><p>“You know, I normally do cardio after weights, but I was thinking of something a little different today,” Marco said as his hand left her ass returned to the railing.</p><p>“Oh yeah?” Erica asked as she looked over at the man her body craved. “What did you have in mind?”</p><p>“I was thinking of an extended cardio session out of the gym,” he said. “I feel like I’d want to get started as quickly as possible, though.”</p><p>Erica slowed the pumping of her legs and stepped off the stair climber. “I’d be up for a long cardio session and I’m ready to start whenever you are.”</p><p>Marco flashed a smile and said, “Let me grab my bag from the locker room. I’ll meet you in the parking lot.”</p><p>Erica made it to the parking lot first. They’d parked next to each other – and shared a long, lovely kiss in the parking lot before heading into the gym – and she quickly threw her bag in the backseat before turning to see if Marco was on his way out.</p><p>Erica’s body hummed with lust as she saw Marco striding briskly towards her. When he unlocked the car Erica was struck by a particularly naughty idea. She opened the door, pushed her leggings down to her knees, and bent over to rest her elbows on the back seat.</p><p>Erica didn’t want to be a woman driven by petty jealousy, but she couldn’t help it. She kept picturing the pretty blonde caressing Marco’s arm. She saw the girl’s desire. It was the same desire Erica felt. It was the desire to have Marco inside her.</p><p>As Marco stepped between the two cars and saw Erica bent over with her naked ass on display, she felt a wild rush of lust. Her pussy tingled as Marco moved behind her and ran his fingers over her naked flesh.</p><p>Erica felt a thrilling sense of victory as Marco slipped two fingers into her wetness. It wasn’t the cute young blonde he was about to fuck. It was her. She was the one that had lured the muscular, handsome, confident man into her pussy. Erica knew it was silly. She knew it, and she didn’t care.</p><p>When Marco pushed his shorts down and rubbed the head of his rock hard cock over her pussy lips, she moaned in the purest kind of delight. When he plunged inside her, grabbed her hips, and began to fuck her vigorously, Erica’s loins exploded with pleasure.</p><p>The risk of fucking in a parking lot in broad daylight only made it hotter. Erica had let go of any kind of good sense in that moment. She wanted Marco’s cock inside her. She wanted his lust concentrated on her. She wanted him to fuck her wet pussy, to give her pleasure, and to find the pleasure he craved, and the fact that he was willing to do it in public only made it sexier.</p><p>“Fuck, Marco…fuck, fuck me harder. Pound my pussy,” Erica said as she felt an orgasm building.</p><p>Erica cried out in surprise as Marco grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled hard. Her head snapped back and she looked out the car window as two women walked out of the gym with yoga mats tucked under their arms. Erica smiled at how slutty she was being in that moment and she didn’t feel an ounce of shame. All that coursed through her was the purest kind of desire.</p><p>“Marco, I’m cumming!” Erica screamed. “Fuck, I’m cumming!”</p><p>Marco pounded Erica right through her orgasm and then buried his dick inside her as he released her hair, dug his fingers into her hips, and climaxed.</p><p>“Holy shit,” she said.</p><p>“No kidding,” Marco added.</p><p>He pulled out and she felt his cum pour from her pussy and onto the pavement. Erica stood up, pulled up her leggings, and turned to give Marco a deep kiss. She didn’t care if someone saw. She pressed her body against his and her tongue slipped into his mouth for an erotic dance.</p><p>“More cardio at your place?” she asked with a smile.</p><p>“Absolutely,” he said.</p><p><br></p><p>“Long workout, huh?” Dylan asked when Erica finally came home.</p><p>“Long and vigorous,” she said. “I’m sore all over.”</p><p>“Do you need any help with that?” he asked. “A massage, perhaps?”</p><p>The eager look on her husband’s face made Erica smile. She liked that she’d never have to worry about Dylan flirting with another woman. Even if Marco decided he wanted nothing more to do with her – which seemed unlikely after the hours of incredible sex they’d had – Dylan would always be her eager-to-please husband.</p><p>“That would be lovely,” she said.</p><p>Dylan hopped off the couch and followed Erica to the bedroom as she made sure to swing her hip with every step. When she looked back, his eyes were glued to her ass, just as she wanted them to be.</p><p>Erica waited until he’d stepped into the bedroom to strip, making sure to go nice and slow so Dylan could have a long look at her body.</p><p>“Is there any area that’s particularly sore?” he asked.</p><p>“Honestly, every part of me got worked today,” she said before looking over her shoulder and flashing a naughty smile at Dylan. “Why don’t you get naked too? It might be more fun that way.”</p><p>Erica got into bed and spun around to face her husband as he stripped. She took note of his stiff cock and laid down as he approached. He stood at the side of the bed and moved his hands down her back, working his fingers into her flesh as he went.</p><p>“That feels incredible,” she said.</p><p>Dylan worked his hands down her back and to Erica’s ass over and over, squeezing the soft flesh of her bottom each time and eliciting a quiet moan of pleasure when he did.</p><p>“You’re so good with your hands,” she said.</p><p>Dylan leaned down and kissed her back as Erica sank into the sense of genuine relaxation he was offering up with a more skillful massage than she’d expected.</p><p>“Spin around,” he said after five minutes of slow, deep rubbing. “Let me do your legs.”</p><p>Erica smiled and spun around in the bed as Dylan requested. He ran his hands from the base of her calves all the way up to her ass and it felt splendid. She was actually a little sore from her workout and his touch made it all go away.</p><p>“This feels incredible,” Erica said as Dylan continued to work her body.</p><p>He leaned down and pressed his lips against the soft flesh of her ass, planting a kiss that Erica found surprisingly sensual. She moaned in response and Dylan kissed the other cheek before his tongue danced over her flesh.</p><p>Erica moaned again and Dylan laid between her legs. He gently massaged her ass while planting soft kisses. His lips worked their way around her ass cheeks before Dylan spread them and planted a kiss between them. He was a few inches from her asshole and Erica was surprised at the delight she felt.</p><p>She wasn’t entirely sure what Dylan wanted to do, but she was more than happy to offer him encouragement by moaning. When he spread her ass cheeks and kissed the flesh on either side of her asshole, Erica let out a genuinely lusty sound. She wasn’t sure, but if he wanted to give her ass a little bit of attention she wasn’t going to discourage it.</p><p>When Dylan finally pressed his lips against her asshole and let his tongue flick over the tight, wrinkled little bit of flesh, Erica gave herself over to it. She offered a full-throated moan and reached down to play with her pussy. There was no point in denying the genuine arousal she felt and she liked the idea of encouraging Dylan to get a little naughty.</p><p>“That feels so good,” Erica said as Dylan’s tongue worked a little faster over her asshole. “That feels so fucking good.”</p><p>Dylan doubled down and Erica smiled before moaning into the comforter. It seemed that her husband was a little bit naughtier than she imagined. She liked the idea that Marco had tended to her pussy and now Dylan was eating her ass, the one area her lover didn’t go anywhere near.</p><p>“Fuck, baby, that’s so hot. Eat my ass,” she encouraged him. “Eat my ass. Make me cum.”</p><p>It was Dylan’s turn to moan. Erica loved that he was so into rimming her. She loved that he was so into playing with her after she’d spent her afternoon fucking Marco. She loved that he was so into her having a lover.</p><p>“Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!” Erica cried out as she climaxed with Dylan’s tongue working her asshole eagerly. “I’m cumming!”</p><p>Erica’s thighs trembled as an intense explosion of pleasure spread from between her legs to her fingers and toes. Dylan kept up his rhythmic licking of her asshole until she pulled her fingers away from her pussy.</p><p>“You should cum on my ass,” Erica said as she looked back at her husband.</p><p>“Really?” he asked.</p><p>“Yes. I want to feel you cum on my ass. Do it. Think about Marco fucking your wife and cum all over my ass. Then we can shower together,” she said.</p><p>Dylan moved to his knees, spit in his hand, and wrapped his fingers around his cock as Erica watched. Less than a minute later he’d covered her ass with his load.</p><p>“Fuck that felt good,” he said with a big smile on his face. “Shower?”</p><p>“Absolutely,” Erica replied as she thought again about her husband’s eager rimming of her ass. Perhaps they’d just discovered an entirely new way to enhance their sex life.</p>