<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=room%20and%20board">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="66436081" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“So, how’s the script coming?” Allison asked as she backed out of the driveway.</p><p>“Ugh,” Blake said as he shifted in the passenger seat. “I know writing is supposed to be hard. Almost every screenwriter I love talks about how hard it is, but damn, it’s really hard.”</p><p>Allison tried her best not to smile at Blake’s all too predictable frustration. He was the latest in a line of millions of writers to discover that living out their dream was far more difficult than simply imagining it.</p><p>“It’s good that you’re sticking with it,” she said. “You’d be surprised at how many people abandon their so-called dreams at the first sign of adversity.”</p><p>Blake chuckled as Allison pulled up to a stop sign and looked over at him. She considered asking him to go back to the house and spend the morning fucking her, but it felt too selfish. They’d fucked the night before when Justin had stayed late at work and she didn’t want to pull Blake away from the work he’d come to Los Angeles to pursue.</p><p>“What’s the issue you’re having? Are you struggling to come up with a good idea? Are you struggling to figure out plot points?” she asked while taking a left and heading towards the coffee shop Blake would spend his day at.</p><p>“It’s a little of everything, I think. The idea just needs more work, honestly. It turns out that fleshing out an idea into something that can work as a 90 page script is pretty damn boring,” he said. “My mind wanders, you know? I should concentrate, but sometimes I can’t.”</p><p>“Where does your mind wander?” Allison asked.</p><p>“Well…nowadays it wanders…well, to you,” he said.</p><p>Allison couldn’t contain her smile. She was still a little embarrassed that she’d entered into a full-on affair with a much younger man and that she’d let herself be so enraptured with the joys of having sex with Blake. All of it felt so wrong, though that was probably part of what made it so thrilling.</p><p>“Oh really?” she said while glancing over at Blake. He had a smile on his face and his eyes were happily wandering over her body.</p><p>Allison had worn a pair of workout pants and an exceptionally tight tank top and had done so for Blake. She knew it was shameless and she didn’t care. She wanted him to desire her. She wanted him to feel a deep need to fuck her, even if she had no intention of fucking him until he’d finished his work for the day.</p><p>“Fuck…yes, I think about you all the time. All the time. And you look so hot today. I can’t stop thinking about you. I have no idea how I’m supposed to get anything done,” Blake confessed.</p><p>Allison felt a kind of giddiness she hadn’t experienced in a long, long time. She knew it was one of the side effects of having sex with someone new. She knew it was a biological thing, that her body was flooded with all kinds of beautiful hormones. She knew it was a result of fucking someone behind her husband’s back, but she didn’t care. She loved the feeling.</p><p>Allison stopped at a red light a few blocks from the coffee shop and reached into Blake’s lap. She found his semi-erect cock in his shorts and stroked it, eliciting an instant moan from the younger man.</p><p>“I guess it’s unfair of me to get you all hot and bothered before sending you off to work, isn’t it?” she asked.</p><p>“Well, no, I wouldn’t say that,” Blake answered.</p><p>Allison smiled at his attempt to be a gentleman. She wasn’t particularly interested in that, though. Instead, she felt an overpowering desire to make Blake cum.</p><p>“No, you know what, it’s not right of me. I need to take care of you. I need to make sure you have a clear mind before you sit down to write,” she said.</p><p>There was genuine surprised in Blake’s voice as he asked, “Really?”</p><p>Allison released her grasp on his cock, smiled, and pulled into the parking lot where she was originally going to drop him off. Instead, she made her way to a space along the side of the building that housed the coffee shop and half a dozen other businesses.</p><p>Allison released her seatbelt, leaned over, and unzipped Blake’s shorts. She reached inside to free his cock and wrapped her lips around it before he could say anything.</p><p>“Oh my God,” was all he could manage as Allison offered a wet, vigorous blowjob in the name of getting him off quickly.</p><p>Blake moaned as Allison worked him with her mouth. She felt the veins along his shaft as her lips and tongue moved up and down it. She felt the way the head throbbed in her mouth. She felt the way his cock pulsed as he neared his orgasm. All of it turned her on.</p><p>“Fuck, Allison, I’m going to cum,” Blake said.</p><p>Allison appreciated the warning – a surprise cumshot in the mouth was never pleasant – and she doubled down on pleasuring the younger man in her car. She stroked him and sucked him vigorously and before long she was rewarded with a load of his cum on her tongue.</p><p>Allison kept her lips sealed tight around his shaft and happily swallowed after the last drops of Blake’s cum had departed the tip of his cock.</p><p>“Holy shit,” he said as she sat up and smiled. “That was incredible. Allison, holy shit, you’re incredible.”</p><p>“It was my pleasure,” she said.</p><p>“Can I make you cum?” he asked.</p><p>“That’s very kind of you, Blake, but that was for you, and I did actually enjoy it. You go to work. I’ll see you later tonight. If Justin has to work late again you can fuck me again. How does that sound?” she asked.</p><p>“That sounds great,” Blake said as he grabbed his laptop bag. “Thank you. That was incredible. Really.”</p><p>He got out of the car, gave her a quick wave, and headed around the front of the building and into the coffee shop where he’d spend his day likely making very little progress on his script.</p><p>Allison sat back, smiled, and pushed a hand into her leggings. Her pussy was soaked and she slipped two fingers inside to pick up a bit of lube before turning her attention to her clit.</p><p>Allison closed her eyes and let a sense of deep pleasure envelope her body as she marveled at how she’d actually enjoyed giving Blake head. It had been a genuine pleasure to take him in her mouth, to feel him throb, and to make him cum. She felt a little bit slutty, but in the best way possible.</p><p>Allison tried to remember the last time she’d given head in a car. It was almost certainly when she and Justin were dating, but she couldn’t quite recall. She wondered if she’d enjoyed it as much back then as she’d enjoyed it in the parking lot.</p><p>As she thought once again about having Blake’s cock in her mouth Allison enjoyed a deeply pleasurable orgasm. She let out a load moan, clamped her thighs together, and gently rubbed her clit as the climax exploded out from her loins and spread to the rest of her body.</p><p>“Fuck,” she whispered in the aftermath of the orgasm. So many thoughts worked their way through her head in those few fleeting moments, but it was her seemingly inexhaustible desire for her dalliances with Blake that dominated all of them. Allison had hopefully freed Blake of his desire by letting him cum, but she was almost certainly going to spend her day distracted by need. It wasn’t the worst outcome.</p><p><br></p><p>“Have you noticed the way Blake looks at you?” Justin asked.</p><p>Allison felt her body tense up and her heart rate explode for a few moments before she took a deep breath, folded the page of the book she was reading, and looked at her husband, who seemed like he was trying to be cool while bringing up something that he found distressing.</p><p>“What do you mean?” Allison asked.</p><p>“I don’t know. I feel like I catch him staring at you in that hungry way young men tend to look at women they’re attracted to,” he said.</p><p>The panic returned for just a moment before Allison reasoned that her husband wouldn’t have brought her all the way to the beautiful, exceedingly expensive Ritz-Carlton in Santa Barbara if he was going to accuse her of doing something untoward with the young man staying with them. He wouldn’t have paid for the astoundingly expensive poolside bungalow they were lounging in if his plan was to start a fight.</p><p>Hoping she was correct, she decided to go on the offensive and see if she could turn her husband’s thoughts about Blake into a source of arousal.</p><p>Allison sat up, turned to her Justin and smiled as his eyes moved to the cleavage her skimpy black bikini showed off. “Is someone feeling a little jealous?” she asked while reaching out and caressing Justin’s leg.</p><p>“What?” he asked while clearly trying to seem incredulous. “No, I’m not jealous. I just think it’s a little weird, is all. I mean, we let him stay in our home and he ogles you? Doesn’t that seem incredibly rude to you?”</p><p>Allison knew her husband well enough to see that while he might have believed some of what he was saying, mostly he was faking it. Perhaps he’d also seen her offering Blake the occasional smile or lusty stare and he was afraid to bring it up. Perhaps he was just jealous of the younger, fitter man living in their house and he was looking for a way to blow off a little steam.</p><p>Allison decided to double down on distracting him. The curtains of their little bungalow were closed and that afforded them enough privacy that she could have a little fun, so Allison let her fingers move their way between Justin’s legs.</p><p>“It’s okay if you’re a little jealous,” she said. “That can be a good thing for a marriage. Maybe your jealousy inspires a little bit of desire. Maybe seeing Blake stare at me like that makes you want me. Maybe it makes you want to fuck your wife.”</p><p>“Have you seen him staring?” Justin asked, though his tone had changed and the almost instant erection in his pants made it perfectly clear that he was on board to have a little fun.</p><p>“It’s possible,” Allison said as she untied her husband’s swimsuit and worked it down enough to free his cock. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and stroked him slowly as she reached up with her other hand to untie her bikini top and expose her breasts. “What if I didn’t mind him staring at me? What if some small part of me liked it?”</p><p>Allison took Justin’s moan as a sign of encouragement and left her lounge chair to straddle him. She leaned forward to offer her breasts and he gladly took one of her nipples into his mouth and flicked his tongue back and forth over the erect flesh.</p><p>She let out a soft moan and said, “Mmmm, that’s it, baby. Make me feel good.”</p><p>Allison wondered how far she could push it. Justin hadn’t come close to saying that he enjoyed the idea of her actually fucking Blake, but it seemed like he didn’t have a problem letting his mind venture into that territory.</p><p>Justin reached down and pulled Allison’s bikini bottoms aside, exposing her pussy and slipping two fingers inside her.</p><p>“You’re so wet,” he said with a mixture of surprise and delight in his voice.</p><p>“Yes, I am,” she said.</p><p>Justin looked up at her with just a touch of insecurity on his face and asked, “Is that…is that because…because you’re thinking…”</p><p>“Shhh,” Allison said as she pressed her fingers against his lips, reached down to grab his cock, and guided it inside her. She sat down on Justin’s erection and replaced her fingers with her lips. Their tongues mingled as he moaned while she sank down on his cock.</p><p>Allison rode him slowly, in part because she didn’t want to get caught having sex in what was definitely a public place and in part because she wanted to draw it out. She wanted to tease Justin a little, to see how far she could push things.</p><p>“I’m wet and you’re inside me,” she whispered between soft kisses. “Isn’t that all that matters?”</p><p>Justin groaned and reached up to grasp her tits and gently squeeze them as her pussy clamped down on his stiff cock.</p><p>“Allison…I…” he said before she offered her breasts once more. Justin took her nipple into his mouth and sucked, sending a shock of pleasure through her body.</p><p>She rode him a little faster and he sucked her nipple a little harder. He groaned softly and Allison felt a splendid kind of pleasure building between her legs. She was going to cum and it felt like it was going to be an exceptionally good orgasm.</p><p>It was the impending orgasm and the overwhelming desire that accompanied it that led to Allison pushing her husband just a little bit further than she’d planned on.</p><p>“I like that he wants me,” she said while riding him faster. “I like that Blake stares at me. I like that someone as young and good looking as he is wants someone like me.”</p><p>Justin grabbed her ass and moaned as he propelled his cock up inside Allison. She looked down and their eyes met as she observed a wild kind of lust on her husband’s face.</p><p>Allison felt her lips curl into a devilish smile before she said, “I like that he wants to fuck me.”</p><p>Justin squeezed her ass tighter and Allison climaxed almost immediately as he fucked her hard and fast for just a few moments. Soon enough he joined her in orgasm, spilling his cum inside her as they both tried their best to keep quiet and ensure they didn’t get kicked out of the hotel.</p><p>Allison collapsed on top of her husband and he held her tight as they both rode the beautiful post-orgasmic pleasures coursing through their bodies.</p><p>Justin didn’t seem troubled by her dirty talk or what she’d expressed, but Allison wondered if she’d gone too far. Did he think she was just playing into what seemed to be his desires, or did he think that she seemed a little too interested in Blake’s desire in her?</p><p>“That was really hot,” Justin said. “Unexpected and hot.”</p><p>Allison smiled. Perhaps Justin was holding on to some concerns that he wasn’t willing to voice, but it seemed that she was in the clear and she’d gotten a great orgasm out of it.</p><p>“Yes it was,” she said.</p><p>Allison waited for her husband to say something about what she’d said. She figured he’d ask if she was being serious and try to probe a little further into what she’d revealed, but none of that happened.</p><p>Instead, all he said was, “We should probably clean up before someone comes by.”</p><p>He was right about that. Justin was still inside her and Allison was nearly naked. They’d almost certainly be kicked out of the hotel if they were caught like that and the poolside waiters had a habit of popping by every thirty minutes to see if they needed a drink.</p><p>She lifted her pussy off his cock, grabbed a towel to catch the cum leaking out of her, and returned to her lounge chair with a smile on her face. She put her bikini top back on, turned to her husband, and said, “That was a lovely orgasm. Thank you.”</p><p>“Yes it was,” he said with a gleeful look on his face. If he was worried about her and Blake, there was no sign of it.</p>