<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/36756015">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="34909183" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>At first, Naomi’s relationship with Derek felt almost entirely sexual (at least to me). Their dates largely consisted of going to dinner or for a drink and then going back to his place for quite a bit of sex.</p><p>Naomi was clearly enjoying herself, and it felt to me like a perfect version of the kind of sexual relationship I’d always fantasized about. She would have sex with Derek and then come home and she and I would enjoy some kind of play together. Sometimes we’d have sex, sometimes she’d give me a handjob, sometimes we’d masturbate together.</p><p>It was fairly common for us to incorporate her sexual relationship with Derek into our sex play, even on days when she hadn’t been with him. If we had sex, it would involve plenty of dirty talk about her fucking Derek. It was the same if we masturbated together.</p><p>I would have been delighted if things stayed that way forever, but in hindsight it’s not at all surprising that they couldn’t. I mean, the whole thing started with someone asking Naomi on a date, not asking her to fuck. It was the same with Derek. He wasn’t a stunt cock. They weren’t just meeting up for sex. They were going on dates, even if those dates with often fairly short.</p><p>All of that is a way of saying that I really shouldn’t have been surprised at a conversation that Naomi and I had roughly a month after her first date with Derek. I <em>was</em> a little surprised by it, but I shouldn’t have been.</p><p>It was a Saturday afternoon. Naomi was scheduled to go on a date with Derek that night. It was a beautiful day, so she and I were on a walk through our neighborhood. We were going to have a little picnic at a nearby park.</p><p>As we strolled, Naomi took my hand in hers and said, “Honey, there’s something we need to talk about.”</p><p>I could tell right away that she had something weighty on her mind. “What is it?” I asked.</p><p>“It’s about me and Derek.”</p><p>We kept walking as we talked. I squeezed her hand gently and said, “Is everything okay between the two of you?” I honestly wasn’t sure what she was getting at. Did she want to stop seeing him? Had something happened on their last date that she didn’t tell me about?</p><p>“It’s great…which is what I wanted to talk about,” Naomi said as she squeezed my hand.</p><p>I was genuinely confused at that point. If everything was great, what was there to talk about?</p><p>“Okay. Well, I’m not really sure what’s going on, but you can talk to me about anything,” I said as I looked over at her. I saw what seemed an awful lot like genuine worry on her face. Again, I was utterly confused.</p><p>“Well, the thing is, and this hasn’t really happened yet, but I know that if I keep seeing Derek that I’m going to develop…feelings for him, I guess is the best way to say it.”</p><p>We reached a grassy, shaded spot in the park as Naomi spilled what had been worrying her. I’ll admit, it worried me a little too as she said it.</p><p>“So, you’re saying that you feel like you might fall in love with Derek if you keep seeing him?” Honestly, I was thinking that I was going overboard when I said that. I thought I was going right for the worst possible scenario.</p><p>“Well, yeah, I guess that’s what I’m saying,” Naomi said as we sat on the blanket and I pulled out the food and drinks we’d brought.</p><p>“I mean, he’s my boyfriend, right? That’s what happens when you have a boyfriend that you like and that you date for a long time.”</p><p>It was hard to argue with the underlying truth of what she was saying. Falling in love was a natural outcome of dating someone, at least in most cases. This felt a little different, of course.</p><p>“So…why are you bringing this up?” I asked.</p><p>Naomi smiled and took my hand in hers. She kissed me softly. Her lips felt impossibly soft and sexy against mine. </p><p>“I want to be totally up front with you,” she said. “I want you to know what might happen if Derek and I continue to date. We’ll absolutely continue to have great sex and you and I will continue to have lots of naughty fun, but there’s a very good chance that I’ll develop feelings for Derek, feelings that could complicate things in a way you might not enjoy.”</p><p>I thought about the naughty fun we’d had together. I thought about how overwhelmingly powerful the orgasms I’d enjoyed since she started dating Derek had been. I thought about how sex with her was so much hotter since Derek first fucked her. I thought about how many days of my life had become infused with this kind of irresistible sense of arousal.</p><p>“Would you want to see someone else if you stopped seeing Derek?” I asked. I was fairly certain I knew what the answer would be, but I wanted to see if there was any way around what seemed like the inevitable conclusion of our conversation.</p><p>“I probably would, but I don’t think the outcome would be any different, and if I’m being honest, I don’t want to date a bunch of guys for a month or two. I just wouldn’t be able to get past how slutty that would make me feel.”</p><p>That’s what I figured she would say. Naomi wasn’t the kind of woman that was going to become a wanton cuckoldress that enjoyed sex with lots of different guys. In truth, I’m not sure that’s what I wanted her to be. For me, the longer she was with Derek, the hotter it had gotten. The sex had gotten better each time she was with him and that made my experience as her cuckold so much more arousing.</p><p>“So, do you want to keep seeing Derek?”</p><p>Naomi smiled and then looked down at the grapes she was nibbling on. “I do,” she said.</p><p>I felt my heart pounding. There was no question I was experiencing a form of arousal, though it felt different from the kind that had fueled my recent orgasms.</p><p>“Do you want to develop feelings for Derek?” I asked. My heart pounded harder. Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that I wanted her to answer affirmatively. I also knew that was a little bit crazy.</p><p>Naomi looked up at me. There was this beautiful sense of vulnerability on her face. “I do,” she answered.</p><p>I felt a little lightheaded, but in the best way possible. There was another question on the tip of my tongue, a question I really wanted to ask. I couldn’t believe I wanted to ask it, but it was there. It had to come out.</p><p>“Do you want to fall in love with Derek?” I asked.</p><p>Naomi popped a grape into her mouth and nodded at me. She swallowed the grape and leaned closer. Her hand moved up my leg. I felt my cock stir to life.</p><p>“I do,” she said.</p><p>We were in the middle of the park, but Naomi still grasped my cock through my pants. She wasn’t being overly lewd about it, but anyone that looked over would have known something naughty was going on.</p><p>“Is this smart?” I asked. I was utterly caught up in my lust, but there was still a part of me that was trying to be rational.</p><p>“I don’t know,” Naomi said. She leaned closer and kissed me. It was a beautiful, sensual, romantic kiss. It was everything I wanted in a kiss from my wife.</p><p>We weren’t going to fuck in the park, so eventually we separated and went back to enjoying the snacks we’d brought. We had a picnic just as we’d planned; only now there was something entirely different on my mind.</p><p>“I can’t cuckold you any other way,” Naomi said after we both tried to talk about something else. Clearly, we weren’t destined to distract ourselves from the topic at hand. “I’ve learned that much. The sex is good, but it’s everything else about it, it’s having a relationship with a new person, that is what really drives me wild with desire.”</p><p>She was letting me know that she would be okay with going back to our cuckold-free life, but that if I wanted her to sleep with other people, we were always going to reach the point we were at right now.</p><p>“Does Derek know you feel this way?” I asked. It was the first time I’d really bothered to think about the other man in this equation.</p><p>“He was the one that brought it up.” Naomi smiled. It seemed as though she couldn’t control it.</p><p>“Really?” I said. I felt surprised, though I really shouldn’t have been. Naomi was beautiful, charming, smart, and great in bed. She was everything a man would want in a woman. Of course Derek was developing feelings for her.</p><p>“Yes. It was on our last date. Remember how I said it was at a really romantic restaurant? Well, that was on purpose. He picked it because he wanted to share that despite knowing I was married and that I didn’t have any plans on leaving you, that he was developing feelings for me.”</p><p>I suddenly felt an intense sense of vulnerability. I couldn’t help but worry in a very real way that my desire to be cuckolded could end up in my marriage being over.</p><p>“Do you still feel like you have no plans of leaving me?” I asked.</p><p>Naomi giggled and reached out to grab my hand. “You’re adorable,” she said. “No, honey, I have no plans on leaving you. I really don’t. I have everything I want. Why would I walk away from that?”</p><p>“Do you think Derek understands that?”</p><p>“Well, he says he understands that. If you were in his place, would you understand it?” she asked.</p><p>I tried to think about it, but I honestly couldn’t really imagine myself being in Derek’s place. “I really don’t know. I mean, as long as you don’t have any plans to leave me, there’s really nothing to worry about.”</p><p>Naomi kissed me again. It was less romantic this time. It was lusty and needy. Her tongue darted into my mouth and she openly, eagerly grasped my cock.</p><p>“This picnic has been lovely, honey, but I really need you to fuck me. Do you think we could go home?” she asked.</p><p>I wasn’t about to say no to that.</p><p><br></p><p>We rushed to the bedroom as soon as we got home. We stripped on the way and Naomi eagerly spread her legs in bed. I moved between them and we shared deep, passionate kisses as I gently played with her breasts and she reached between my legs to stroke my cock.</p><p>“Do you want me to keep dating Derek?” Naomi asked as she rubbed the head of my stiff dick around her wet pussy.</p><p>“Yes!” I answered. There was no question that the incredible sense of arousal I was feeling impacted my answer, but I wasn’t lying. In truth, the idea of Naomi developing feelings for Derek appealed to me the moment she mentioned it. I was nervous about it and there was no question it seemed at least a little dangerous, but it was a massive turn-on.</p><p>Naomi guided me into her pussy. She felt wetter than usual. I tried to thrust, but she still had her fingers around the base of my cock.</p><p>She kissed me again. She let more of me inside her. “You’re really okay with sharing every part of me with another man, with me seriously dating Derek?”</p><p>“Yes,” I said. I kissed Naomi feverishly. I tried to fuck her. She maintained her grip on my cock.</p><p>Her free hand moved to my cheek. She caressed it and then held it there. She looked into my eyes.</p><p>“Do you want me to fall in love with him?” she asked.</p><p>It was the first time she’d asked that. It was the first time I’d been called upon to directly confront that. I’d asked her if she wanted to fall in love with Derek, but Naomi hadn’t turned it around on me.</p><p>In truth, I didn’t think about it much in the moment. My answer was purely instinctual. “Yes!” I said. I was emphatic about it because when she asked me the question I felt a kind of arousal I’d genuinely never experienced before. It was a head to toe kind of thing. It was so overpowering I likely would have fallen to my knees if I was standing. To me, that was my body answering for my brain. That was me inherently knowing it’s what I wanted. It was my purest reaction, the truth minus all the other considerations.</p><p>Naomi released my cock and I began to fuck her immediately. I was too turned on to make love to her. She didn’t seem to mind, either.</p><p>As I fucked my wife, I couldn’t stop thinking about her question and my answer. I couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that I absolutely wanted her to fall in love with Derek. I had no way of knowing if it would happen or what it might be like when it happened, but I wanted it.</p><p>I wanted to be a different kind of cuckold than I’d always imagined. That’s what surprised me the most. I wanted my wife to fall in love with another man. I wanted her to date him. I wanted her to develop deep, beautiful feelings for him. I wanted to experience all of it as her husband. I didn’t want to lose her, I just wanted to be there for the intense, thrilling part of a new relationship. I didn’t really understand any of it outside of the fact that I was hugely turned on.</p><p>All of that was on my mind as I climaxed inside Naomi mere moments after her orgasm. It turns out we were both quite aroused on at the prospect of her developing feelings for Derek.</p>