<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=size%20matters">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="55813058" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Olivia slipped her wedding ring off her finger, dropped it into her purse, and stepped into the Victoria’s Secret.</p><p>“Hi there,” a cute, bubbly girl with blonde hair said. “Can I help you find anything?”</p><p>Olivia was grateful for the friendly service. She’d come to the store on a mission and she knew she needed help.</p><p>“Yes, actually,” she said. “I’ve…well, I’ve met a man that I really, really like and I want to upgrade my lingerie collection.”</p><p>The bubbly girl smiled and said, “First off, congratulations on the new man. I know how you feel. There’s nothing in the world better than that time when you’re head over heels for someone new.”</p><p>“Especially if the sex is good,” Olivia blurted out before lifting her hand to her mouth in utter embarrassment.</p><p>The bubbly girl laughed and leaned closer, “I couldn’t agree more. I mean, it’s not that easy to find a guy that can make you feel the way you clearly feel, so I totally understand.”</p><p>Olivia smiled and let out a quiet sigh of relief as she felt some of her nervousness dissipate.</p><p>“Thank you,” she said to the sales girl. “I don’t know why I’m so nervous about this. It just all feels so new to me.”</p><p>“There’s nothing wrong with that,” the girl said. “I don’t mean to overstep, so stop me if that’s what I’m doing, but there’s nothing wrong with wanting to look good for a man that makes you feel good, you know?”</p><p>“Yeah, I do,” Olivia replied. “Or at least I’m starting to come around to that idea. I feel like I’ve changed so much in the past few months. It’s incredible.”</p><p>“I’m Amy,” the bubbly girl said as she extended her hand. “And I have to say that it’s a pleasure to help someone like you. I’m genuinely happy that you came into my store right as my shift started. I promise you’re going to leave here feeling great about yourself.”</p><p>Olivia shook her hand and beamed as she felt her nervousness shift into genuine excitement. “Thank you, Amy. That means a lot to me.”</p><p>Amy softly clapped her hands and bounced on her toes as she said, “This is so exciting. So, what sort of lingerie were you looking for?”</p><p>Olivia thought back to what Michael had said in the hotel room as he’d run his fingers over her body and the lingerie she’d worn for him.</p><p>“I guess this isn’t very specific, but I want something that enhances my figure, that makes me irresistible to him,” she said.</p><p>Amy smiled and said, “You want something that drives him crazy with desire for you when he sees it. You want him to be unable to think about anything other than making love to you until he’s exhausted.”</p><p>Olivia nodded, though she silently noted that she wasn’t terribly interested in Michael making love to her. She was interested in him fucking her, which felt entirely different.</p><p>“I can work with that,” Amy said as she turned and led Olivia towards the back of the store. They stopped in front of a wall filled with delicate, sexy-looking baby dolls lingerie sets.</p><p>“So,” Amy began, “these are our baby dolls. They’re actually our most popular sellers among the lingerie options, mostly because they’re the most forgiving when it comes to body type. They hug your breasts invitingly and the loose material that drifts down your torso tends to hide any imperfections you might be self-conscious about.”</p><p>Olivia studied the lingerie on the mannequins and wondered if it would please Michael. Would he see her in a sheer black baby doll and feel a deep need to bury his cock inside her?</p><p>“Of course,” Amy continued, “I’m not sure you need to worry about covering up any imperfections.”</p><p>Olivia smiled and said, “That’s very kind of you. There are plenty of things I’d change about my body, but I feel like I want to try something a little bolder and more obviously seductive.”</p><p>“I thought you might say that,” Amy replied as she turned and led Amy to the other end of the store. “Bodysuits – some people call them teddies – have become hugely popular in the last few years and I think it’s fair to say they’re a lot bolder and more seductive than a baby doll would be.”</p><p>Olivia reached up and caressed the fabric of the pink lace bodysuit on one of the mannequins. She imagined Michael seeing her in it. She imagined the bulge in his pants growing as he touched her like she was touching the mannequin. She imagined seeing the sense of deep need in his eyes. She imagined him fucking her in the bodysuit.</p><p>“Are you thinking about him?” Amy asked.</p><p>Olivia snapped out of her revelry and felt a little embarrassed that she’d let her mind wander so far into lust.</p><p>“I am,” she said softly.</p><p>“Well, based on the look on your face, I think we’ve found the lingerie for you. Why don’t I pick out a handful of bodysuits for you to try on and you can decide which you like best?” Amy said.</p><p>“That would be wonderful. Thank you,” Olivia replied.</p><p>Amy pulled five options from the shelves and led Olivia to the fitting area. She handed her the lingerie and said, “There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be insanely sexy for your man. Don’t forget that. You’re beautiful. Embrace it.”</p><p>“Thank you,” Olivia said as she took the lingerie from Amy. “And thank you for all your help. You’re amazing.”</p><p>“It was my pleasure. Trust me. Helping someone discover what makes her feel sexy is the best part of my job. Now get in there and find the bodysuit that’s going to make your man want to fuck your brains out,” Amy said before smiling brightly and spinning around to head back into the store.</p><p>Olivia took a deep breath and stepped into the fitting room. It thrilled her to be doing as Michael had instructed. He’d been clear that she needed to upgrade her lingerie and now she was doing so without hesitation. In fact, she was deeply excited at the idea of shopping specifically for him and doing so to meet his standards. She wanted to be beautiful for Michael. She wanted to be sexy. She wanted to inspire deep desire in him. Most of all, she desperately wanted him to fuck her again. She needed it.</p><p><br></p><p>Carter could scarcely believe the woman that emerged from the closet in a pink lace teddy was his wife. He’d never seen Olivia in lingerie like it before. More than that, he’d never seen her emanate such confidence.</p><p>“Wow,” he said. “Olivia, you look stunning. I mean, I don’t think you’ve ever looked so beautiful. It’s incredible.”</p><p>Olivia smiled as she ran her fingers over the delicate lace that covered her stomach. “Thank you,” she said.</p><p>Carter pointed to the garters that hung from the teddy and asked, “Do you wear it with stockings?”</p><p>“I will,” Olivia replied as she lifted the garters and let them gently fall against her skin.</p><p>“You look so sexy,” Carter said. He knew he was pointing out the obvious, but he couldn’t help himself.</p><p>Olivia turned to the side, tossed her hair back, and smiled as she said, “I feel sexy in this. Really sexy.”</p><p>Olivia emanated a kind of sexy confidence that Carter had never experienced before. He stood up and walked towards her. </p><p>He reached out and caressed her stomach before letting his fingers slowly drift between her legs. He pressed them against her pussy and felt the dampness of her arousal.</p><p>“Carter, honey,” Olivia said as she took a half step back.</p><p>“What is it?” he asked.</p><p>“This lingerie…it’s for Michael. It’s not for you,” she said.</p><p>Carter was hit with an unexpected wave of lust. He felt it between his legs before it seemed to fog up his brain. His wife had just told him she wasn’t interested in having sex with him and for some reason it stoked his desire instead of extinguishing it.</p><p>“I’m sorry,” Olivia said. “But I bought this for him. I bought it to look good for him and I want him to be the first person to…well, to fuck me in this lingerie.”</p><p>Carter felt a little lightheaded. He knew it wasn’t the truth, but it felt like all the blood was rushing between his legs and depriving his brain.</p><p>“Do you…do you want to masturbate?” Olivia asked.</p><p>Carter looked up and saw a seductive smile on his wife’s face. She’d clearly noticed his arousal, though the bulge in his pants made it hard to miss.</p><p>Olivia took a step towards him and unzipped Carter’s pants. She reached inside and pulled out his cock while staring into his eyes.</p><p>“Do you want to masturbate while you think about Michael fucking me in this lingerie I bought for him?” she whispered.</p><p>Carter nodded. It felt hard to admit his desire, but Olivia didn’t seen the slightest bit put off by his lust at the notion of her buying lingerie for another man.</p><p>“You should take your clothes off,” Olivia said as she released his cock.</p><p>Carter stripped and she grabbed his cock once more and led him to the bed.</p><p>“Go ahead. Get in the bed. Sit up against the pillows. Play with your cock,” she said.</p><p>Carter piled up a few pillows and got in the bed. He wrapped his fingers around his cock and looked at his beautiful wife.</p><p>“You know why I picked this one?” Olivia asked as she ran her hands over the pink lace.</p><p>“No, why?” Carter asked.</p><p>“Because of how turned on I got when I looked at myself in the mirror. I imagined Michael standing behind me and moving his hands over my body. I imagined him telling me how beautiful I looked and how happy he was that I’d chosen a piece of lingerie that made my body look as beautiful as it was. I imagined him kissing my neck and playing with my breasts. I imagined him pulling the delicate fabric away from my pussy and slipping his fingers inside me. I got so turned on I almost lost control and masturbated right there in the store,” Olivia explained.</p><p>The explanation was arousing, but it was the way Olivia moved her hands over her body that truly thrilled him. She wasn’t just putting on a show. She was thinking about Michael. She was getting lost in her desire for him as she stood by the bed.</p><p>“There was something about this bodysuit that made me feel that way more than the others I tried on. There was something about the soft pink color and the way it felt against my body. There was something about the mix of sexy and feminine that I absolutely loved and that I know Michael is going to love,” Olivia said.</p><p>“He really made you feel good, didn’t he?” Carter asked as he stroked his cock.</p><p>Olivia looked at him and smiled. She stepped closer, though she was still out of reach. “Good isn’t the right word, honey. He made me feel better than good. He made me feel things I’ve never felt before.”</p><p>Carter saw the truth of Olivia’s assertion in her eyes. He saw the way they lit up. He saw her arousal.</p><p>“I need to feel that way again,” she said. “I need to feel Michael inside me. I need to feel his body on top of mine. I need to feel his strong hands on me. I need to feel him taking me, filling me, fucking me, making me his.”</p><p>Carter stroked his cock faster. It seemed like Olivia was getting completely lost in her desire for Michael and it turned him on like nothing ever had before.</p><p>“That’s why I bought this lingerie for him and only him. That’s why I’m going to buy more in the future. That’s why I’m going to go dress shopping before I see him again. That’s why I’m going to dress in the way he wants me to. I want to look good for him. I want to turn him on. I want him to see me and feel like he absolutely has to have me,” Olivia said.</p><p>“This is so hot,” Carter said.</p><p>Olivia smiled and stepped closer. She reached out and played with his balls as Carter masturbated.</p><p>“Thank you, Carter,” she said. “Thank you for being willing to go along with this. Thank you for being willing to let your wife be with another man. Thank you for being willing to let Michael have me when he’s in town.”</p><p>Carter groaned. He liked the notion of Michael having his wife, like she was giving herself to him because he was the superior lover and made her cum so much harder than her husband ever had.</p><p>“You like thinking about it, don’t you?” Olivia asked. “You like thinking about me wearing this lingerie for Michael and Michael only. You like thinking about his hands all over my body, your wife’s body. You like thinking about how badly I want him, how I crave him, how I need him.”</p><p>Carter let his eyes wander over his wife’s body in the pink lace teddy. He thought of how she’d described her fantasy of Michael being thrilled by her choice and letting his hands move over her body. He thought of how Olivia had essentially denied him even that pleasure. Then he came.</p><p>“Fuck, I’m cumming!” he cried out.</p><p>Olivia played with his balls through his orgasm as Carter spilled cum over his fingers and onto his stomach. She smiled as she massaged his flesh and coaxed an even bigger load out of him.</p><p>“That was beautiful,” she said.</p><p>“It really was,” Carter replied.</p><p>“Just imagine how much fun it will be when you’re masturbating as I tell you about Michael fucking me in this lingerie,” she added.</p><p>Carter smiled at the thought. There was no question he’d be into it.</p><p>“When is he back in town?” Carter asked.</p><p>“Two weeks,” Olivia said as a smile spread across her face. “I can’t wait.”</p>