<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=shelter%20in%20place">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of this story.</p><p><img data-media-id="86180572" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>An unexpected sense of despair set in shortly after Owen climaxed watching Logan fuck his wife on their deck. The unpleasant feeling was focused almost entirely on the notion that he and Sadie didn’t fuck like that, that she seemed to be getting something from Logan that she couldn’t get from Owen.</p><p>Half an hour later that sense of despair had transitioned into lust. Owen was in his office trying his best to work and he wasn’t having any luck. Instead his mind kept replaying the sight he’d witnessed on the deck. He saw Logan’s hand in Sadie’s hair. He saw her bent over the deck’s railing, taking an impressively hard fucking from behind. He saw Logan taking her in a way Owen never really did.</p><p>He saw all of that, but what his mind seemed determined to focus on was the intense pleasure on Sadie’s face as Logan fucked her like that. The image was burned into Owen’s brain and it seemed to be stuck in the grooves of his arousal center because it played over and over and he couldn’t help but get turned on despite cumming a mere thirty minutes prior.</p><p>Logan and Sadie had retreated to the master bathroom after their encounter on the deck. They were almost certainly in the shower together. Owen couldn’t help but imagine his wife in the shower with Logan. He saw her hands against the wall. He saw her back arched. He saw Logan fucking her from behind. It probably wasn’t happening – they’d just had sex, after all – but Owen pictured it anyway and before long he had a throbbing erection and a little spot of precum in his pants.</p><p>Unable to push aside his desire and find a sense of focus, Owen decided to go for a jog. Masturbating would have been a decent choice too, but his feelings were too confused for that to feel like the right choice. Instead, he snuck into the bedroom to grab a pair of jogging shorts and a t-shirt, grabbed a face mask, left a quick note just in case Sadie emerged from the bedroom and wondered where he was, and headed out the front door.</p><p>The jog proved at least somewhat effective. Owen’s mind was still awash in the imagery he’d witnessed on the deck, but he was too exhausted to find it arousing or distressing. Instead, it was just there. He couldn’t help but wonder just how different the sex with Logan was. He’d witnessed them fucking a handful of times and it always seemed similar to how Owen and Sadie had sex, but perhaps it wasn’t. Perhaps that was reflective of how they had sex when Owen was around, not how they always had sex.</p><p>When he finally checked his phone at the end of his run Owen was surprised to find he’d been out for an hour. He hadn’t run that long in months. Perhaps his attempt to run away from the feelings that had invaded his mind after he’d witnessed Logan and Sadie fucking with wild abandon had spurred Owen to push past the point of exhaustion.</p><p>The TV was on as Owen entered the house. He glanced into the living room to see Sadie cuddled up next to Logan. He had his arm around her and they looked very much like a happy couple, which is precisely what they were pretending to be for the weekend: The happy girlfriend and boyfriend.</p><p>All it took was one look to trigger a mixture of insecurity and lust in Owen. He was used to the lust, the passion, and the wild desire that resulted from his wife fucking Logan. He wasn’t used to the insecurity, though, and he didn’t really care for it.</p><p>Owen headed for the guest bathroom, turned on the shower, and stripped off his sweaty clothes. He stepped into the hot water and almost immediately wrapped his fingers around his cock. He couldn’t help it. The sense of insecurity wasn’t anywhere near strong enough to deter him from surrendering to an almost overwhelming sense of desire.</p><p>Owen was hard and well on the way to an orgasm when he heard a light knock on the door. It opened and Sadie slipped inside. Owen wiped the fog away from the glass and she smiled at him before pulling off her sweater to reveal her perky, perfect naked breasts.</p><p>“Can I join you?” she asked.</p><p>Owen nodded.</p><p>Sadie unbuttoned her pants and worked them over her hips, leaving them on the floor. She smiled and slipped her fingers into her waistband of her panties before slowly pulling them down in a manner seemingly designed to tease.</p><p>Sadie approached the shower, pulled the door open, and stepped inside. She glanced at Owen’s stiff cock before looking up at him and smiling.</p><p>“Someone’s excited,” she said.</p><p>Owen nodded and Sadie reached out and gently ran her finger over the tip of his cock.</p><p>“What’s got you so excited?” Sadie asked.</p><p>Owen thought of Logan’s hand in Sadie’s hair. He thought of his wife bent over their deck railing. He thought of her getting fucked so hard from behind. He thought of how he was quite certain he’d never fucked her that way and how it seemed like she absolutely loved it, how she might have even needed to be fucked like that.</p><p>“I…I watched you,” Owen admitted. “When you were outside. I watched you.”</p><p>Sadie’s fingers encircled Owen’s stiff, slippery cock and she stroked him. “You watched Logan fuck me?”</p><p>Owen nodded.</p><p>“You must have enjoyed watching him fuck me if you’re in here masturbating,” she continued. “Is that true?”</p><p>“Yes,” Owen said as he enjoyed the wondrous feeling of his wife’s hand on his cock. “Sadie…” The question was on the tip of his tongue but Owen couldn’t bring himself to ask it.</p><p>“What is it?” Sadie asked.</p><p>As much as Owen wanted to know if Logan gave her something that he couldn’t, the question just wouldn’t come out. Owen knew it was because he wasn’t entirely sure he could handle the answer. What if it turned out that he wasn’t enough for Sadie? What if it turned out that Logan was better than him in some way? Wouldn’t that mean he’d put his marriage at risk by telling her that she could sleep with him?</p><p>Sadie stepped closer and moved behind Owen. The water hit her back as she pressed her body against his. Her breasts felt soft, slippery, and wondrous against his body and when her hand found its way to his cock once more Owen couldn’t help but moan.</p><p>“You can tell me anything, Owen,” Sadie said. “You can ask me anything. Whatever it is. If you’re feeling something you need to share it.”</p><p>Sadie kissed the back of his neck and continued to jerk him off. It was unquestionably the oddest version of a marital conversation he’d ever experienced, but Owen couldn’t argue with her approach as he felt his resistance melting.</p><p>“The sex…Sadie, the sex you had. It seemed so different from the sex we have. It was so much more…I don’t know…wild,” Owen explained. “Is that…is that the kind of sex you like? Is that the kind of sex you want?”</p><p>Sadie continued to stroke his cock as she ran her other hand over Owen’s chest. Her touch was soothing in the exact way he needed it to be in that moment.</p><p>“You watched,” she said. “Did it seem like the kind of sex I like?”</p><p>“Yes,” Owen said. “It seemed like you loved it.”</p><p>Sadie kissed his neck and played with the head of his cock. “Then I guess you have your answer.”</p><p>Owen slowly spun around and looked at his wife. He needed to see her face, to look into her eyes. “We’ve never had that kind of sex, Sadie,” he said.</p><p>“No, we haven’t,” Sadie replied.</p><p>There it was. Logan gave Sadie something that Owen didn’t, something that Owen felt quite certain he couldn’t give his wife. He wasn’t even sure he’d enjoy that kind of sex.</p><p>“Does that…does that mean I can’t…I can’t give you what you need?” Owen asked.</p><p>“Would that bother you?” Sadie replied.</p><p>“Yes,” Owen said.</p><p>Sadie stepped closer and once again wrapped her fingers around Owen’s cock, which remained stiff.</p><p>“You watched him fuck me and it turned you on. You came in here to masturbate while thinking about it. Are you sure it bothers you? Is it possible that you like it? Is it possible that you were okay with me fucking Logan because you like the idea that he might give me something that you can’t? Is it possible that I married a man that’s turned on by the idea of his wife experiencing truly great sex, no matter who she’s having that great sex with?” Sadie asked.</p><p>Owen leaned against the tiled wall of the shower as Sadie’s words sunk in.</p><p>“What did you do while you watched?” Sadie asked. “What happened when you saw Logan grab a handful of my hair and take me from behind? Did you cock get hard, Owen? Did you get stiff as you watched Logan take me? Did you get hard as you watched me scream in pleasure while he fucked me like that?”</p><p>Owen could barely speak. His heart was pounding so hard he thought it might explode. His balls felt tight against his body and he could feel the precum escaping from the tip of his cock. “I masturbated,” he said.</p><p>“Did you cum?” she asked. “Did you cum while you watched him bend me over and take me from behind? Did you spill your load while you watched another man use your wife’s body for his pleasure?”</p><p>“Yes,” Owen answered. It was like an entirely different woman had stepped into the shower with him, though he certainly wasn’t inclined to kick her out of the shower. There was something truly delightful about the way Sadie was acting.</p><p>“Was it a good orgasm, Owen?” she asked. “Did you cum hard?”</p><p>“Yes,” Owen answered.</p><p>Sadie smiled and released his cock. She kissed him with surprising passion. Owen melted into her desire. He took her tongue in his mouth and met it with his own. He ran his hands down his wife’s wet back and grabbed her ass. She moaned for him.</p><p>“I came hard too,” she whispered. “I always cum hard with Logan. We don’t always fuck like that, but he always makes me feel so good. I just can’t get enough of him. That’s why I wanted him to stay over this weekend. I think you like that too. I think you really like that he makes me cum so hard. I think you might even love that he makes me feel so good. I think it might make you cum even harder than you thought possible.”</p><p>Sadie kissed him again before Owen had a chance to answer.</p><p>“Is that true?” she asked as their lips parted once again.</p><p>“It is,” Owen admitted. “It was a great orgasm. It also made me feel a little nervous, though.” It felt good to finally say it.</p><p>“Why?” Sadie asked.</p><p>“Because, if Logan gives you something I can’t give you, perhaps you’ll leave me for him. Perhaps you’ll want to be his girlfriend for more than a weekend,” Owen said.</p><p>Sadie looked at Owen like he’d gone out of his mind. “I’m not going to leave you for him. Don’t be crazy. I’m your wife, Owen. I love you like you crazy and you’re a wonderful husband.”</p><p>Sadie kissed him with renewed passion. She played with his cock and sucked on his tongue and Owen couldn’t help but moan.</p><p>She smiled as the kiss ended. “Though I’d like to be his girlfriend for more than a weekend, if I’m being honest.”</p><p>Owen’s cock surged in his wife’s hand and he nearly climaxed at the suggestion that she wanted to get even more intimate with Logan.</p><p>“Really?” he asked.</p><p>Sadie smiled. She almost certainly felt his desire. She probably saw it in his face.</p><p>“You want that too, don’t you?” Sadie asked. “You want him to be a more than a quarantine fuck buddy for me, don’t you? The idea of it turns you on, doesn’t it?”</p><p>The idea scared him, but Owen wasn’t going to bother denying that it turned him on. Of course it did. It was almost certainly obvious to his wife that it turned him on, too.</p><p>“Yes, it does,” he said. “It scares me too, though.”</p><p>“I can be a good wife and a good girlfriend at the same time,” Sadie said. “Or almost the same time, I suppose. I can’t be in two places at once, but I made you feel good yesterday and I’m going to make you feel good today. Doesn’t that make me a good wife?”</p><p>“It does,” Owen replied as he thought of the pleasure he’d received in the guest bedroom the day before.</p><p>“I made Logan feel good this morning and I’m going to make him feel good again tonight. Perhaps multiple times,” she said. “Doesn’t that make me a good girlfriend?”</p><p>Owen nodded.</p><p>“We can talk more about it later, but will you be okay with me spending more time with Logan?” Sadie asked. “Will you be okay with me being his girlfriend instead of his fuck buddy?”</p><p>Owen wasn’t entirely sure what that meant, but he was too caught up in his lust to deny his wife what she so clearly wanted. “Yes,” he said. “I’m okay with that.”</p><p>Sadie smiled and slowly spun around. She reached back to grab the base of Owen’s cock and backed up until she’d placed the head at the entrance to her pussy. Slowly Sadie took him inside her as Owen leaned against the wall.</p><p>“I’m going to make you cum,” Sadie said. “I want you to stay still and enjoy my pussy. Let me fuck you with it. Let me milk you. Let me make you feel good.”</p><p>“Okay,” Owen said.</p><p>He leaned against the wall as Sadie moved back and forth on his cock. She was bent over and it looked very much like they were having standing doggystyle sex, but she was doing all the work. She reached out to balance herself against the wall and the shower door and she fucked him with surprising speed. The sound of her ass hitting his slippery pelvis filled the shower and Owen’s moans soon joined it.</p><p>“Does that feel good?” Sadie asked. “Does my pussy feel good?”</p><p>“Yes,” Owen said. “It’s incredible.”</p><p>“My boyfriend’s cum is still inside me, honey. Can you feel it? Can you feel it around your cock?” Sadie asked.</p><p>“Oh…fuck…Sadie,” was all Owen could say. He hadn’t considered that Logan might have cum inside her and that some of it might still be in her. Her naughty little reveal caught him off guard in the most arousing way possible and Owen barreled towards an orgasm.</p><p>He thought Sadie would let him cum inside her, but she pulled off his cock, spun around, and sank to her knees. She stroked him close to her breasts and looked up at Owen with a smile on her face.</p><p>“Only my boyfriend gets to cum inside me this weekend,” she said.</p><p>Owen immediately unleashed on his wife’s breasts. He groaned loudly and closed his eyes as his seed spilled all over her slippery flesh. Sadie stroked his cock and milked every last drop of cum out of it before giving the head a soft kiss.</p><p>“Thank you,” Owen said. “That was incredible.”</p><p>Sadie stood and turned towards the shower head to wash the cum off her breasts. “It was my pleasure,” she said. “Thank you for being such a good husband. Thank you for letting me have fun with Logan. Thank you for letting him sleep in our bed.”</p><p>“I guess it really is my pleasure,” Owen said. “Quite a few times this weekend it’s been my pleasure.”</p><p>Sadie grabbed a bar of soap and offered it to Owen. “Would you like to clean my breasts before I go back to my boyfriend?”</p><p>He took the soap. “I would.”</p><p>It wasn’t lost on Owen that they were playing a dangerous game and that despite what she’d said it was certainly possible that he could lose Sadie. The allure of more orgasms like the one he’d just had was too strong to resist, though. He wanted more and Sadie certainly seemed willing to offer them.</p>