<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=shelter%20in%20place">Click here</a> to read the first part of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="58216985" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“You know, there’s almost always a few seconds every morning where I’ve completely forgotten about the pandemic and the lockdown and the fact that I lost my job,” Sadie said as she cuddled up next to her husband. “I really like that part of my day.”</p><p>Owen kissed the top of her head and pulled his wife closer. “I’m sorry,” he said. “That must be terrible.”</p><p>“It’s getting better,” Sadie said. “It used to be a little bit crushing to realize that it was all a dream and that we actually were locked down in our house during the middle of a pandemic. Now it’s not nearly as bad.”</p><p>Owen thought of Logan as his jealousy cropped up again. He couldn’t help but wonder if their neighbor’s recently-increased presence in their life was the reason Sadie felt better about her situation. He told himself it made perfect sense. She wasn’t as lonely now. She had someone to talk to. She had someone to spend a little time with. He still felt a little jealous, though.</p><p>“I think the sex helped,” Sadie said, referencing their encounter from the night before.</p><p>Her fingers moved under the waistband of Owen’s underwear as she wrapped her fingers around his soft cock and stroked him.</p><p>“The sex was definitely good,” Owen said with a smile.</p><p>Sadie kissed his neck and moaned, seemingly in an effort to inspire another round of lovemaking. She succeeded. Owen sported an erection in no time.</p><p>She pulled off her panties and pulled Owen’s cock from his underwear before straddling him. Her pussy was already wet as she took him inside her.</p><p>“Did someone have a naughty dream?” Owen asked as his wife’s warmth and wetness surrounded his cock.</p><p>Sadie smiled and then threw her head back and moaned as he filled her. Owen reached under her t-shirt to play with her perky tits as he closed his eyes and savored the deeply pleasurable feeling of her pussy around his cock.</p><p>Then the image of Sadie and Logan hugging popped into Owen’s head. He saw their intimate embrace from the night before. He saw his wife’s hand move to the back of their neighbor’s neck. He saw the sensual touch.</p><p>“Oh, fuck!” Owen said as he climaxed inside her without warning.</p><p>Sadie stopped riding him and smiled. “Did you just cum?” she asked.</p><p>“I did,” he said. “I’m sorry. That was really fast.”</p><p>Sadie kissed him softly. “That’s okay. I like that I can still make you cum so quickly after almost ten years together.”</p><p>Owen felt a mixture of guilt and embarrassment mix in with the pleasure of his orgasm as he considered that it wasn’t necessarily Sadie that had inspired his quick climax. He wanted to push it down and deny it, but there was no question that the image of Logan and Sadie hugging had brought him to such a swift release.</p><p>“Do you want to cum?” Owen asked.</p><p>“I’d love that,” Sadie said as she lifted her pussy off his cock and rolled onto her back.</p><p>Owen rolled over and moved his fingers between her legs. He gathered a bit of wetness from her pussy and played with his wife’s clit as she lifted her t-shirt and gently pulled his head to her breasts.</p><p>Sadie’s moans soon filled the bedroom as Owen used his fingers and tongue to bring his wife towards the climax she craved.</p><p>Just a few minutes of manual stimulation was all it took to get her off, which made Owen wonder if she was thinking about Logan too. He knew it wasn’t likely, but he couldn’t keep the thought out of his brain.</p><p>“Thank you,” Sadie said afterwards.</p><p>“It was the least I could do,” Owen said with a smile.</p><p>They kissed as she ran her fingers through his hair.</p><p>“All right, I have to get to work,” Owen said.</p><p>“And I have lots to do, of course,” Sadie said. “So I’ll be getting to that, too.”</p><p>They both laughed as Owen put his cock back into his underwear and got out of bed.</p><p>“I’ll make coffee,” he said while pulling on a t-shirt and shorts.</p><p>“Thank you,” Sadie called out as he left the bedroom.</p><p>“I love you!” Owen said.</p><p>“I love you too!” Sadie replied.</p><p>With a smile on his face and a bounce in his step Owen filled the kettle with water, put it on the burner, and dumped six scoops of coarsely ground coffee into the French press. He pulled the sugar from the cabinet and set out two cups before the water reached the ideal temperature. He poured it over the grounds, put the top on the French press, and reached into his pocket for his phone.</p><p>Finding his pocket empty, Owen set out for the bedroom to retrieve his phone, which he’d left on the nightstand. He was halfway down the hallway when he heard Sadie moaning. He moved to his toes and slowed his steps to approach without announcing his presence. Why was she masturbating again so soon after an orgasm?</p><p>As he reached the edge of the bedroom door Owen heard the wetness of his wife’s pussy as she played with herself.</p><p>Her moans were like a beautiful, arousing chorus and he felt a little bit of life between his legs. It was far too soon for him to get hard again, but Owen loved that listening to his wife masturbate was enough to generate lust, even after seven years of marriage.</p><p>“Oh, Logan,” Sadie said softly. “Fuck me, Logan. Fuck me.”</p><p>Owen’s pulse raced as he leaned against the wall and tried his best not to fall over. It was one thing to suspect his wife had been thinking about their neighbor in a less than pure kind of way. It was another thing entirely to have the notion confirmed.</p><p>“Yes, yes, Logan. Fuck me,” Sadie said as the sounds of wetness grew louder.</p><p>A million thoughts raced through Owen’s head. He wanted to look into the bedroom. He wanted to walk in and confront his wife. He wanted to run to Logan’s house and tell him he was no longer a part of their isolation circle.</p><p>Ultimately, Owen gave himself over to the surprising sense of arousal he felt. It was a purer, deeper version of what he’d experienced the night before and that morning when they’d had sex. It felt dangerous and wild and he couldn’t bring himself to push the feelings away. He wanted to explore them.</p><p>That’s why he walked away. He left his wife to her fantasy and returned to the kitchen to finish making coffee.</p><p><br></p><p>“Logan, I have to say, I’m impressed,” Owen said as he set his napkin down next to the cleaned plate in front of him. “You can really cook.”</p><p>“I agree,” Sadie said.</p><p>Logan had invited them over and prepared filet mignon and whipped potatoes along with a side of grilled asparagus and he’d done a marvelous job.</p><p>“Thank you,” he said with genuine humility. “Cooking is the one truly useful skill I possess.”</p><p>“Self taught?” Owen asked.</p><p>“Yeah,” Logan said. “To be honest – and don’t laugh – I taught myself how to cook when I was younger because I wanted to impress girls.”</p><p>“Smart man,” Sadie said as she picked up her red wine and took a sip.</p><p>“Oh yeah?” Owen asked. “Is cooking the way to a woman’s heart?”</p><p>Sadie smiled at her husband and gestured at Logan with her glass as she said, “Why don’t you ask Logan? I’m willing to bet he has a great deal of experience with just how persuasive the ability to cook a genuinely great meal can be.”</p><p>Owen was surprised to see Logan looking a little bashful. His typically confident exterior seemed to fade just a little, almost certainly because Sadie was right.</p><p>“It wouldn’t be particularly gentlemanly of me to elaborate, but your wife is right, Owen. The ability to cook has proved to be reliably impressive, at least in my experience,” Logan said.</p><p>Owen picked up his glass, raised it, and said, “A toast to the chef, then. Thank you for this wonderful meal.”</p><p>They all raised their glasses and drank the surprisingly good wine Logan had paired with the steak.</p><p>“Alright, I’d very much like to spend the rest of the night drinking and socializing, but I’d also like to have my entire weekend free to spend with my wife, so I’m going to head home and get back to work,” Owen said as he downed the last of his red wine and gently placed his glass on the table.</p><p>“You should stay, Sadie,” Owen added. “There’s not much to do at home, as you well know.”</p><p>He leaned over, gave his wife a kiss on the cheek, and headed towards the front door.</p><p>“Thanks again, Logan,” Owen said. “This was a hell of a meal.”</p><p>“You’re welcome, Owen,” Logan called out.</p><p>Owen’s heart started pounding the moment he stepped out of Logan’s house. His work was done for the day. His weekend was already free. He could have spent the night drinking and socializing. He chose not to. He knew it was a little crazy, but he wanted to see if Sadie would let her obvious desire for Logan bubble over into real life.</p><p>Owen went home, but instead of staying in the house he went right out the back door and snuck into Logan’s yard. There were two windows and a sliding glass door that offered a view into the house and Logan hadn’t closed the blinds at dinner so Owen saw no reason they’d be closed now.</p><p>The moon was little more than a sliver, giving Owen the cover of darkness as he crept through the lawn and found a spot behind a tree close to Logan’s back porch.</p><p>Sadie and Logan hadn’t moved from the dinner table, though he’d refilled their glasses and a freshly-opened bottle of wine sat on the table.</p><p>For twenty minutes they stayed at the table as Owen wondered if he’d been an idiot to choose standing in the backyard like a stalker instead of hanging out with his wife and their new friend for the evening.</p><p>Then Logan gestured to the living room and they both got up from the table. They grabbed their glasses and Logan grabbed the bottle of wine as they settled onto the living room couch.</p><p>Logan sat first and Sadie dropped down next to him, despite there being plenty of room if she wanted to keep a good distance between them. Instead, their knees were touching as Sadie turned her body towards Logan and resumed talking with the man she’d been fantasizing about earlier that morning.</p><p>Not long after they sat on the couch the conversation seemed to turn serious. From Owen’s vantage point it looked like Logan was sharing something emotional as he kept looking down at his hands and rubbing his fingers over the smooth surface of his glass.</p><p>Then Sadie reached out and caressed his knee. It was a simple act of comfort, but Owen had a sudden and overpowering reaction to it. His heart raced and his loins came alive as a pleasant tingling sensation was accompanied by his cock growing semi-erect.</p><p>Sadie kept her hand on Logan’s knee as he continued talking and she leaned just a little bit closer as Owen watched from outside the house. She started to move her hand, offering a soothing touch to ease whatever emotional pain Logan was clearly feeling.</p><p>Logan stopped talking and looked up. His gaze met Sadie’s and they stared at each other as Owen wished he could somehow be in the room to witness the energy flowing between the two of them.</p><p>Sadie leaned closer, hesitated for a moment, and kissed Logan. Her hand moved from his leg to the side of his face as he gave in to his desire and kissed her back.</p><p>The seedling of Owen’s desire had grown into a full, throbbing erection as he watched his wife and their neighbor kissing. He’d spent the day fantasizing about it after he’d listened to Sadie masturbating that morning and now he was painfully hard in his pants.</p><p>Logan was the one to pull away. He wore a guilty look on his face as he held up his hand and said something.</p><p>Sadie replied as Owen wondered what they were saying. She looked down at Logan’s lap and Owen followed her gaze to see a bulge in the other man’s pants. He was, unsurprisingly, aroused after kissing a beautiful woman.</p><p>Whatever Sadie said seemed to work as Logan initiated the second kiss. He leaned forward and his hand confidently slipped under Sadie’s sweater and moved up her back as their lips met once more.</p><p>Owen was too far away to appreciate the finer details of the make out session, but he imagined his wife’s tongue moving in and out of Logan’s mouth as his did the same. He imagined her moaning for him as she realized at least some of her fantasies.</p><p>Owen was tempted to pull out his cock and masturbate in Logan’s backyard, but he resisted. The idea struck him as insane and fraught with risk, though he knew the likelihood of getting caught was low. Still, he resolved to watch.</p><p>Logan’s hand moved from Sadie’s back to her breasts as Owen watched it work under her sweater. Another man was playing with his wife’s tits and all he could do was watch with a painfully throbbing erection in his pants. The insanity of that wasn’t lost on Owen, but he was living his life under a government-mandated lockdown, so the world had clearly gone to a strange place.</p><p>It was when Sadie let her hand drift between Logan’s legs that Owen had to lean against the tree. His heart was pounding so hard he could hear it in his ears and his legs felt weak. His wife was touching someone else’s cock – through his pants, but it was happening – and it only served to arouse Owen.</p><p>Just as he’d begun to wonder how far they were going to take it, Sadie gently pulled away. She smiled and Logan smiled back at her. She said something, gave him one more soft kiss, and stood up.</p><p>She was leaving for the night. She wasn’t going to let herself go all the way with him. Owen wasn’t sure if his wife had been hit with a wave of guilt and decided to abandon her desire or if she was simply taking her time. Either way, he had to get home.</p><p>He sprinted out of Logan’s backyard and towards his house as he heard Sadie shut Logan’s front door. He yanked open the sliding glass door and ran towards his office.</p><p>He sat down and pulled up his work as Sadie came through the front door and called out, “Hey honey. I’m back.”</p><p>“Hey!” Owen called out. “I’m in the office.”</p><p>His erection had mostly deflated by the time Sadie showed up in the doorway. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair looked a little messy from Logan running his hands through it.</p><p>“I know we had sex this morning, but is there any chance you’d be interested again?” she asked.</p><p>Owen couldn’t hide his smile. His wife had no idea how interested he was, though he knew exactly why she was in the mood to fuck again.</p><p>“I think I could make some time for that,” Owen said playfully.</p><p>Sadie pulled her sweater off, tossed it at him, and said, “Then hurry up and get naked. Your wife needs you to fuck her.”</p><p>Owen’s only worry was whether he’d last long enough to satisfy Sadie.</p>