<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=hotwifing%20spice">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="102370525" src="/2f/00/2f0078b07eafd6c8c0337b6fdb01cc83e66df680ba88c974b212df0560635b13.jpg"></p><p>Lucy stepped onto the deck with a long, chunky cardigan wrapped around her body and a cup of coffee in her hand. She offered Eric a bright, beautiful smile, shut the sliding door to the kitchen, and sank into the padded chair next to his.</p><p>“You seem happy,” Eric said.</p><p>Lucy smiled at her husband, sipped her coffee, and replied, “I feel happy.”</p><p>“I wonder what could be the cause of such happiness,” Eric pondered.</p><p>“Well, I’ve been learning to surf,” Lucy said, again with a bright smile on her face.</p><p>“Your instructor must be very talented,” Eric replied.</p><p>Lucy stared out at their yard and said, “Levi is a man of many talents.”</p><p>Despite the rather tame nature of their conversation, Eric couldn’t help but feel a healthy level of arousal. After all, Lucy wasn’t the only one benefiting from her surfing lessons. Every time she and Levi fucked, Eric enjoyed an incredible orgasm of his own soon after, usually while inside his wife, who had proven to be insatiable in a way Eric continued to find surprising.</p><p>“Speaking of Levi,” Lucy said, “he and his roommates are having some friends over for a barbecue tonight and he asked me to go.”</p><p>“Like a date?” Eric asked.</p><p>Lucy turned to him and reached over to take his hand in hers. She rubbed her fingers over his palm and smiled, “You know, I hadn’t really thought of it like that, but I guess you’re right. It’s kind of like a date.”</p><p>“Are you going to go on this date?” Eric asked.</p><p>Lucy responded with a question of her own. “How would that make you feel?”</p><p>Eric wasn’t entirely sure he had a grasp on the answer. He wasn’t sure why, but Eric felt an undeniable kind of excitement at the idea of Lucy going on a “date” with someone else. It wasn’t exactly arousal he felt, though it seemed like a close cousin. Plus, Eric wasn’t really worried that Lucy was going to fall for Levi and abandon their marriage. After all, Levi was quite a bit younger than her – young enough that he had no problem living with three roommates – and he wasn’t exactly the kind of guy Lucy would actually want to be in a long term relationship with, so it all seemed safe.</p><p>On the other hand, there was something about the idea of Lucy elevating her relationship with Levi to something more than purely sexual that made Eric a little nervous. He couldn’t help but wonder if that might introduce an unpredictable variable into the equation. Nearly a month had passed since Lucy had first gone down on Levi at the beach and their sex life had come alive in a way Eric didn’t think was possible anymore. If Levi became something more than the catalyst for sexual pleasure in their marriage, would that be a bad thing?</p><p>Ultimately, it was Eric’s excitement that won out. That, and perhaps just a little bit of allure with regards to the dangerous side of what they were doing.</p><p>“You know, I can’t explain it, but I like the idea of you going to the barbecue. I like the idea of you just hanging out with Levi and his friends,” Eric said.</p><p>“When you say you like it, what does that mean?” Lucy asked.</p><p>Eric squeezed her hand a little tighter, took a sip of his coffee as he tried to put together an answer that made sense, and said, “I can’t explain why, but it feels kind of exciting. I know that’s strange, but I like it.”</p><p>“I think I can understand that,” Lucy said. “I think I probably feel the same way. It’s the sort of thing a married woman isn’t supposed to do. Just like giving Levi a blowjob on the beach was the sort of thing a married woman definitely shouldn’t have done.”</p><p>Eric looked at his wife and saw the excitement in her eyes and on her face. She was staring out into the backyard but he suspected she had a naughty memory playing in her head. “Just like a married woman shouldn’t spend her Saturday afternoon fucking her surf instructor.”</p><p>Lucy turned to him and smiled, though this time there was a distinctly naughty twinkle in her eye. She put her cup of coffee on the deck and loosened the strap that held her long, chunky cardigan closed. She opened it delicately, exposing her perky bare breasts and her pussy.</p><p>Lucy let Eric’s hand go and reached between her legs. She slipped two fingers into her pussy with ease, signaling that she was wet with desire. She closed her eyes, bit her lip, and unleashed a low, sensual moan. That was more than enough to lure Eric into the same lusty mindset his wife had clearly adopted.</p><p>“Take your cock out,” Lucy said. “The neighbors can’t see.”</p><p>Eric pulled his cock out and stroked slowly. Lucy grabbed his hand and brought his fingers to her mouth. She wrapped her lips around two of them and gently sucked with her eyes closed. She moaned and Eric stroked his cock faster.</p><p>“Are you thinking about him?” Eric asked.</p><p>Lucy nodded with his fingers still between her lips. Her eyes were still closed. Eric wondered what she was thinking about. Was she replaying a memory of fucking Levi? Was she thinking about a particularly good orgasm she’d experienced with the hard-bodied surfer on top of her?</p><p>Lucy pulled Eric’s fingers from her mouth and placed them on her breast. He took her suggestion and played with her perky, soft flesh. She opened her eyes and smiled as she rubbed her clit furiously. “He wants me to spend the night, Eric,” she said. “After the barbecue. After meeting with his friends. He wants me to spend the night in his bed.”</p><p>Eric felt that same excitement, this time with the addition of a thrilling level of arousal coursing through his body. There was no time to think about why the idea of his wife spending the night in another man’s bed excited him. It just did. That was all that mattered.</p><p>“Is that what you want?” Eric asked.</p><p>Lucy nodded. “It is. Is that okay? Will you be okay sleeping alone while I’m with him?”</p><p>Precum poured from the tip of Eric’s cock as he stroked faster. “Yes, it’s okay.”</p><p>“He’ll fuck me in the morning,” Lucy said. “He’ll fuck me right before I come home to you. Would you like that? Would you like it if Levi fucked me and then I brought my pussy home to you?”</p><p>“Oh, fuck, Lucy,” Eric said. “Yes, I’d like that. I want that. I want you to meet his friends. I want you to go on a date with him. I want you to fuck him. I want you to spend the night in his bed. I want him to fuck you in the morning before you come home to me. I want to fuck you after he does.”</p><p>“You like fucking my pussy after he’s had me, don’t you?” Lucy asked. The pleasure was obvious in her voice. She was getting off on the idea just like Eric was.</p><p>“I love it,” Eric said. That had the benefit of being true. He found immense pleasure in being with Lucy after she’d fucked Levi and he was grateful she seemed to find great satisfaction in it too. “I love it, Lucy. I love fucking you after Levi’s been inside you. I fucking love it.”</p><p>Lucy stood, took off her cardigan, and dropped it on the deck in front of Eric. She sank to her knees, looked up at him, and dropped her head into his lap. Her lips found their way to his cock and a moment later Eric was on the receiving end of an incredible blowjob.</p><p>“Oh, fuck, Lucy,” he said. “I’m close. I’m already close.”</p><p>Lucy looked up and stroked his slick, spit-soaked shaft. “Is that because you’re thinking about being inside my freshly-fucked pussy? Does it turn you on to slide into my cunt while knowing that Levi’s cock was in there less than an hour ago? Do you want me to let him fuck me tomorrow morning and come right home to you so you can slide this cock of yours inside me?”</p><p>Eric didn’t get a chance to answer as Lucy swallowed his cock. He gripped the edges of the chair and a moment later came in his wife’s mouth. He grunted and groaned and tried his best not to be too loud. It was yet another in a growing collection of truly spectacular orgasms he’d experienced since Lucy had gone down on Levi that first time.</p><p>Lucy sat back, briefly showed Eric the cum resting on her tongue – which was something she’d never done before – and swallowed. “Levi likes it when I show him his load before I swallow,” Lucy said as her fingers drifted between her legs. She rubbed her clit and moaned with renewed vigor.</p><p>“Do you swallow for him often?” Eric asked. They didn’t usually get into specifics after she got home from being with Levi. Eric didn’t need specifics. He was always so turned on at the very idea of her being with another man that he just wanted to be inside his wife.</p><p>Lucy nodded and leaned back further. Her body looked long and lean and Eric happily stared. “Levi likes to cum in my mouth,” she said. “Even after he fucks me. Sometimes he cums in the condom, but most of the time he pulls out after I cum and I finish him with my mouth. He likes it when I swallow for him. I think he likes that another man’s wife is swallowing for him.”</p><p>“Fuck,” Eric said in an appreciative manner. If he hadn’t cum just a minute before he absolutely would have started masturbating again.</p><p>“You like that too, don’t you?” Lucy asked.</p><p>Eric nodded. He could see that Lucy was worked up, that she was getting close to an orgasm. He loved that the source of her arousal seemed to be the thrill of stepping outside the bounds of her marriage to cut loose and have an affair with a younger man.</p><p>“I love that you swallow his cum, Lucy,” Eric said. “I know it’s crazy, but I love it.”</p><p>Lucy kicked her legs out and laid on the deck. “Go down on me, Eric,” she said. “Please, eat my pussy and make me cum.”</p><p>Eric eagerly slid out of his chair and pushed it back so he could take his place between Lucy’s legs. He ate her pussy as ordered and he felt a touch of desire return between his legs. He probably wouldn’t get hard again, but it was remarkable how quickly his lust was restored.</p><p>“Oh, fuck, Eric, that’s it, eat my pussy,” Lucy said. “Eat my fucking pussy while I think about swallowing for him.”</p><p>Eric moaned and marveled at how Lucy’s comfort with dirty talk had expanded considerably in the past month. She’d always been willing to be verbal, but she’d gotten far dirtier and he couldn’t get enough of it. Each time she unleashed a torrent verbal filth Eric fell just a little deeper in love with his wife and marveled at how much their marriage had changed in the span of just one month.</p><p>“Oh, fuck, Eric, I’m cumming!” Lucy cried out as she grabbed two handfuls of his hair and held him between her legs. The neighbors almost certainly heard, but Eric couldn’t bring himself to care. It was so much more exciting to know that he’d made his wife cum.</p><p>Lucy looked down and offered that same bright, beautiful smile she’d shown when stepping out onto the deck with a cup of coffee in her hands. “What a great way to start the day,” she said. “Thank you.”</p><p>“You’re not kidding,” he said. “I wish every day could start this way.”</p><p>Lucy ran her fingers through his hair and replied, “Tomorrow certainly will. In fact, it will be even better for me because I’m going to get fucked by two different men before 10 a.m. even rolls around.”</p><p>Eric couldn’t help but think that the woman lying naked on their deck was not the woman he’d been married to a month ago. She probably thought the same thing about him, of course. Their marriage had unquestionably changed, but he had no doubt that the change was for the better, and Eric couldn’t wait to keep exploring.</p>