<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=jealousy%20good%20thing">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="83508938" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Sometimes it seems like the bride picks a dress designed to make her bridesmaids look unattractive. Thankfully, Lucy was not an insecure bride. She’d picked dresses that looked astonishingly beautiful on her bridesmaids, though Trent only had eyes for Keri.</p><p>The dress was a floor length satin gown with spaghetti straps and it looked particularly good on Keri’s ass. It enhanced her curves and hugged her flesh like a soft, smooth second skin and Trent happily stared as Keri walked down the aisle on Liam’s arm.</p><p>Trent might have been seeing things, but he could have sworn that Liam and Keri were walking a little closer together than the other bridesmaids and groomsmen. He saw them smile at each other twice on their short trip down the aisle. It all made sense, of course. They were acting like a couple that was deeply into each other and hadn’t yet consummated their relationship. They were two people that were desperate to have sex with each other.</p><p>Trent had pressed his wife for details on how things were going to unfold with Liam at the wedding, but she persisted in acting like she wasn’t entirely sure she was going to fuck the other man. She seemed to find it thrilling to keep Trent wondering just how serious she was about fucking someone else.</p><p>The ceremony was brief – a few readings, a lovely set of vows, and a more passionate kiss than you see at most weddings – and then the bride and groom ran off to take pictures while everyone else headed for the cocktail hour.</p><p>“You looked beautiful up there,” Trent said as he caught up with Keri. He took her hand as they walked with the rest of the guests towards the free drinks. “You look beautiful now.”</p><p>“Thank you,” Keri replied. “I feel beautiful.”</p><p>“Liam couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off of you,” Trent added.</p><p>Keri leaned closer and smiled at Trent. “I wonder why? I wonder if he’s thinking about a certain promise that was made.”</p><p>“Is that something you’re thinking about?” Trent asked.</p><p>Keri moved his hand to her lower back and Trent let his fingers wander a little lower, as he suspected his wife wanted. “Would that make you jealous?” she asked.</p><p>“A little jealousy can be a good thing, right?” Trent replied.</p><p>Keri laughed. “Then you won’t mind if I dance with Liam at the reception, will you? He already asked for at least one dance and I figured it would be rude to turn him down. He did walk me down the aisle, after all.”</p><p>Trent thought of his wife and the handsome Australian dancing. He knew no one else would think anything of it. They would simply be a bridesmaid and a groomsman enjoying a friendly dance. He also knew that it would drive him a little bit crazy, though that wouldn’t be a bad thing. He’d come to appreciate feeling that particular kind of craziness.</p><p>“Of course not. You’re free to enjoy a dance with Liam,” Trent answered.</p><p>“He likes the dress too,” Keri said as they stepped into the beautifully-decorated reception area for the cocktail hour. She pulled Trent aside and smiled before adding, “Though he did say he can’t wait to see it on the floor of his room.”</p><p>“You’re really going to do it, aren’t you?” Trent asked.</p><p>Keri responded by kissing him. It was a soft, sensual kiss as she gently leaned into his body. Her lips parted just a little and Trent couldn’t help but imagine his wife in Liam’s room. He imagined her on top just like she’d been the night before, only it was Liam inside her instead of Trent.</p><p>“Why don’t you have a seat and I’ll get us something to drink,” Keri said before stepping back and glancing at Trent’s crotch. He’d sprouted and erection and her suggestion to sit made a great deal of sense.</p><p>“That sounds good,” Trent replied as he took a seat.</p><p>His eyes were glued to Keri’s ass as he walked away. The satin clung to it in the most perfect way imaginable. He wasn’t sure if her butt looked better than it ever had or if the past few days of thrilling sexual play had ignited a long-dormant desire in him. Either way, he couldn’t help but focus on how beautiful his wife looked.</p><p>Keri soon returned with the drinks and they spent the rest of the cocktail hour socializing with the other guests, as people tend to do at a wedding. Trent caught Keri glancing at Liam numerous times and he was certain the Australian spent most of the hour trying to figure out various ways to stare at Keri, but that wasn’t the slightest bit surprising. If there was a girl at the wedding that Trent was eager to fuck for the first time he absolutely would have spent most of his time staring at her.</p><p>Due to the size of the wedding party, Trent wasn’t able to sit with Keri during the toasts, first dance, and dinner. Instead, Keri was at the main table with the rest of the wedding party and she happened to be seated next to Liam. There were too many bridesmaids and groomsmen for each of their dates to be at the table with them, and since Lucy had paired Liam and Keri it made perfect sense that they’d be seated next to each other.</p><p>While most people watched the bride and groom during their first dance, Trent couldn’t keep his eyes off his wife. She and Liam seemed to be quietly flirting throughout the dance and he was certain he saw Liam’s hand move under the table at one point. Keri’s dress was too long for Liam to get under it, but he was probably caressing her legs and getting her all worked up.</p><p>During the maid of honor’s toast Trent watched Keri’s hand disappear under the table. She was subtle about it – she was close enough to Liam that it looked like she was just resting her hand at her side – but it was the look on Liam’s face that made Trent quite certain his wife was teasing the other man’s cock. Liam seemed both surprised and deeply pleased, and that tends to happen when a woman grabs your cock at the main table at a wedding.</p><p>Trent’s table was populated with the significant others of the wedding party and he tried his best to socialize as dinner was served, but he couldn’t quite keep his mind focused on the conversations happening around him. Instead, his attention kept drifting to his wife and the man she was effectively on a date with. Keri and Liam were talking, laughing, and doing that incidental touching that people tend to do when they’re into each other. The longer it went on the more jealous he felt, though Trent kept trying to remind himself that this whole thing had started with his wife seemingly trying to trigger a bit of jealousy.</p><p>It wasn’t until after dinner – and a few glasses of wine – that all the couples were invited to the dance floor for a slow song. Keri stood and smiled at Trent and he popped out of his chair gleefully. He wasn’t sure if she’d actually want to dance with him or if she’d give Liam the thrill of being the first dance.</p><p>They met in the middle of the dance floor with the song already playing and Trent placed a hand on Keri’s lower back as he took the lead.</p><p>“How was your food?” he asked.</p><p>“Not bad,” Keri replied. “Though I think I’ve enjoyed the company even more.”</p><p>Trent pulled her a little closer as they moved to the music. “It does seem like you’ve been enjoying yourself. I wouldn’t be surprised if some of the guests think that you and Liam are together.”</p><p>“I suppose, in a way, we are together,” Keri said.</p><p>Trent let his fingers wander a little lower and he gently squeezed the top of Keri’s ass.</p><p>“I’ll be going to his bedroom, such as it is, tonight,” Keri said. “I’ll be sleeping in his bed tonight, in fact, though I’m not sure how much sleep we’re going to get.”</p><p>The idea of Keri spending the night with Liam was news to Trent, though the surprise translated to a knee-buckling surge of arousal.</p><p>“You’re spending the night?” Trent asked.</p><p>“I am,” Keri said.</p><p>There was no question as to her intention. Any sense of teasing was over. Keri was going to have sex with Liam. She seemed to be intimating that they’d be having sex multiple times.</p><p>“How does that make you feel?” Keri asked.</p><p>Trent suspected she knew the answer. He felt many things, but he was quite certain Keri felt his erection pressing into her stomach.</p><p>“I do feel a little jealous,” Trent said.</p><p>“Is that all you feel?” Keri asked with a knowing smile on her face.</p><p>“This is just a onetime thing, right?” Trent asked. He wanted to go along with it, to keep pursuing the kind of pleasure they’d experienced together over the past few days, but he couldn’t help but feel a little worried. After all, Keri having sex with Liam was a lot different than kissing him.</p><p>“He’s leaving tomorrow,” Keri said. “He’s going to the airport from the hotel.” She smiled and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. “Fucking your wife is going to be the last thing he does before going home.”</p><p>For a moment Trent was worried he was going to cum in his pants. There was something intensely erotic about Keri’s choice of words and the sensual way in which she delivered them. His cock surged in his pants and he pulled her close to try and hide the fact that he’d sported a rather eager erection while dancing with his wife.</p><p>“Were you touching him during the toasts?” Trent asked.</p><p>“I was,” Keri replied. “He was hard for me just like you are. He kept whispering about how he wanted to fuck me, about how all he could think about was being inside me, about how he’d thought about fucking me for the past six months.”</p><p>“How did that make you feel?” Trent asked.</p><p>“It’s hard not to get excited when a man as good looking as Liam tells you he’s spent six months fantasizing about you,” Keri replied.</p><p>She rested her head against his chest and they danced as Trent tried to wrap his mind around the idea that his wife was absolutely going to fuck Liam. The thing she’d teased him with was going to become his reality in a few short hours.</p><p>The song ended and Keri gave Trent a soft kiss. “Liam wants the next dance,” she said. “Is that okay with you?”</p><p>“Of course,” Trent said. “I’ll grab a drink. Can I get you one?”</p><p>“I’m alright, thanks,” Keri replied.</p><p>Trent walked away as another slow song started. He looked back to see Liam joined Keri on the dance floor. He took her hand and led her towards the center. They danced like most people do at a wedding. It wasn’t particularly intimate – they weren’t actually a couple and Keri was smart enough to make sure people didn’t think she was cheating with Liam – but Trent knew what they were both thinking and that’s what turned him on.</p><p>Trent made his way to the bar and ordered another drink. He turned and watched his wife and Liam dance. He saw the Australian’s hands moving over her lower back in a fairly subtle way. He knew Liam wanted to grab Keri’s ass and kiss her. He knew Liam probably wanted to take her up to the hotel room right then and there. He probably didn’t care about waiting for the reception to end to fuck her.</p><p>The song ended and Liam and Keri parted. Trent watched the Australian greet a few people before leaving the reception. Trent figured he was going to the bathroom, but a few minutes later Keri made her exit. It was possible they had separate reasons for leaving, but Trent found it hard to believe.</p><p>Trent could have stayed at the reception. After all, Keri didn’t need to ask permission to fuck Liam. It was clear that she was free to do as she desired. Trent didn’t leave the reception because he was worried his wife was running off to fuck Liam. He left because he was hoping to catch a glimpse of something thrilling.</p><p>Trent’s search ended absent a payoff. He looked around the lobby and thoroughly searched both garden areas and found nothing. Keri hadn’t brought her phone, either, so there was no way Trent would get an update. He’d have to endure a painful wait.</p><p>Back at the reception Trent tried his best to keep his mind off of what was likely unfolding in Liam’s hotel room. For the most part he failed. He kept thinking about Keri in Liam’s bed. He thought about her on top. He thought about her on her back with Liam between her legs. He thought about her somehow fucking in the dress and about it draped over the back of a chair as they both filled the room with moans of pleasure.</p><p>Trent found the drink he’d ordered waiting on the bar and he grabbed it and headed for his table. He engaged in small talk, watched people dance, and even got up to dance when the DJ put on a particularly fun track that drew most of the attendees to the dance floor.</p><p>It was as that song came to a close that Liam returned to the reception. He had a smile on his face and he glanced at Trent for just a moment before joining everyone on the dance floor to get in on the action.</p><p>Trent waited a few minutes for Keri to join the reception once more – he figured they’d try to hide the fact that they’d both left to do something naughty – but she didn’t show up. Trent excused himself from the dance floor and casually left the room in search of his wife.</p><p>He didn’t spot her in the lobby, either of the indoor lounges, or the hotel bar, so Trent headed for the garden where she’d shared a drink with Liam.</p><p>“I thought you’d never show up,” Keri said from the same spot Trent had hidden in the day before. She looked radiantly beautiful with a bright smile on her face. Her hair and makeup weren’t quite as pristine as when she’d left, but it wasn’t so noticeable that someone would assume she’d left to have sex. “Why don’t you take a seat?”</p><p>Trent sat next to his wife and Keri leaned closer. She had a joyful look on her face, very much like a woman that had just enjoyed an exceptionally pleasurable orgasm.</p><p>“Aren’t you going to ask?” Keri said.</p><p>“Did you…” Trent began, “Did you and Liam have sex?”</p><p>Keri ran her fingers up Trent’s thigh and between his legs. She rubbed his cock, leaned in to kiss his neck, and whispered, “Yes, Liam just fucked me. He fucked me just like I said he would.”</p><p>A sensation of complete sensory overload washed over Trent and he gave himself over to it. His cock stiffened thanks to his wife’s touch, her soft kisses, and her naughty words.</p><p>“Was it good?” he asked.</p><p>“Liam fucked me like every woman wants to be fucked,” Keri answered. “He fucked me like I’ve been fantasizing about getting fucked for six months.”</p><p>“You’ve been thinking about him?” Trent asked.</p><p>Keri unzipped his pants and reached inside. She freed his cock and although Trent was worried about getting caught, he was too turned on to stop her.</p><p>“Of course I’ve been thinking about him,” Keri whispered. She kissed his neck and gently sucked on the flesh. “Every woman at that wedding has thought about fucking Liam. I’m the one he wanted, though. I’m the one he took to his room. I’m the one he’s going to take to his room after the reception. I’m the one he’s going to spend the night fucking.”</p><p>Trent groaned as Keri stroked him faster.</p><p>“You’re okay with that, aren’t you?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes,” Trent answered.</p><p>“You’re okay with your wife spending the night fucking another man?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes,” Trent said.</p><p>“Is that what you want?” she asked. “Do you want me to spend the night fucking Liam?”</p><p>“Yes,” Trent answered.</p><p>Keri released his cock and sat back. “Good,” she said. “Very good. Now why don’t we get back to the party or people we think we snuck away to have sex.”</p><p>“But…but,” Trent said as he looked down at his cock.</p><p>“Wouldn’t it be more fun if I made you cum tomorrow so I can fill you in on all the dirty details? Wouldn’t it be fun to spend your night in a state of crazy desire as you think about Liam making me cum?” Keri asked.</p><p>She didn’t wait for an answer. Instead, she carefully tucked Trent’s cock back into his pants and zipped him up. The decision was made.</p><p>Keri stood and took Trent’s hand. “Come,” she said. “Let’s go dance. It’s a party, after all. We should have some fun before you have to go home alone.”</p><p>Trent couldn’t help but smile at his wife’s unabashed embrace of her pleasure. He stood and followed her into the hotel and towards the reception area. His erection had subsided by the time they entered and Keri led him to the dance floor so they could party right up until it was time for Trent to go home alone so his wife could spend the night fucking the Australian groomsman.</p><p>“No playing with yourself tonight,” she said as they moved to the music. “Save it for tomorrow. I’ll make it worth your while, I promise.”</p><p>“Okay,” Trent said before he kissed his wife. He wasn’t sure how he was going to make it through the night without indulging in a little self-pleasure, but he was going to try his best.</p>