<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?tag=the%20wedding%20date">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="39965894" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Not surprisingly, Jason had been watching as Evan dropped me off. He’d seen me kiss the man I’d been playing with all weekend. As a result, he had an erection when I walked through the front door.</p><p>To me, his erection meant he wasn’t mad about anything I’d done with Evan. It meant he was just as excited as he’d seemed while we texted. That’s why I kissed him before he could say anything.</p><p>I have to say, it was an incredible kiss. It was full of heat and desire. It was passionate, like when we were first dating.</p><p>“Wow,” I said.</p><p>“I know,” Jason replied.</p><p>I took his hand and whispered, “Why don’t we go to the bedroom?”</p><p>He let me lead him up the stairs and down the hallway and we shared another heated, hungry kiss in the bedroom as he pulled my clothes off. His hands felt good on my body and I couldn’t get enough of the urgency in his touch. I found his eagerness to have me exceptionally arousing.</p><p>“Do you want me?” I asked.</p><p>“More than you could possibly know,” he said before yanking my panties down and picking me up.</p><p>Jason tossed me into the bed and jumped on top of me. I was naked and most of his clothes were still on. He kissed me once more and then moved down my body. He sucked on my nipples, kissed my stomach, and pressed his lips against my inner thighs.</p><p>Then he paused while staring at my pussy. It was like he was deciding if he wanted to lick me after someone else had been inside me.</p><p>“Were you with him today?” he asked.</p><p>“I was. This morning. He came inside me,” I answered. I wanted to make sure he knew everything before he decided if he wanted to go down on me. “We showered afterwards.”</p><p>“You showered with him?” Jason asked as jealousy flashed across his face.</p><p>“I did,” I said. “Both mornings, in fact. Does that make you jealous?”</p><p>Jason didn’t reply. Instead, he smiled and ate my pussy. His tongue was as talented as usual, and I didn’t realize just how horny I was until he started licking me. It felt spectacularly good.</p><p>“Fuck, honey, that feels so good,” I said as I closed my eyes and luxuriated in the way he licked my clit.</p><p>“You’re so wet,” Jason remarked between licks.</p><p>I moaned. I was wet. I was soaking wet. What struck me as odd was that I was wet for my husband and for Evan. I was as turned on as I’d ever been.</p><p>I thought Jason might stop at some point and fuck me. He didn’t, though. He ate me out until I came, which didn’t take all that long. When he was finished, I pulled him on top of me and we shared a long, slow kiss where I eagerly sucked on his tongue. It felt so good to be in my bed again and to have my husband on top of me. It felt better than I’d been expecting, honestly.</p><p>I wanted to make him feel good, too, so I got on top and stripped off his clothes. I was pleased to see Jason was hard as a rock. He was turned on too.</p><p>I offered him the same treatment by kissing my way down his body. I stroked his hard cock and kissed the soft head. I sucked on his balls and listened to him moan as my fingers moved up and down his shaft. Then I took him in my mouth and bobbed up and down, making sure to use my tongue too.</p><p>“You know,” I said as I stroked his spit-soaked shaft, “this is the second cock I’ve sucked today.”</p><p>Jason groaned and closed his eyes. He arched his back and thrust his hips upwards like he was fucking my hand. I smiled at his seeming delight.</p><p>“I was a very good girlfriend. I wanted to make my boyfriend feel good one more time before we had to say goodbye,” I continued.</p><p>“How good did you make him feel?” Jason asked.</p><p>“Good enough that he came in my mouth as he drove us back from the airport,” I said before swallowing my husband’s cock once more.</p><p>I swallowed him over and over. I took the full length and did so with ease, something I couldn’t really do with Evan. I kind of liked that I could swallow all of him, though.</p><p>“I swallowed for him,” I said. “Just like a good girlfriend does.”</p><p>Jason groaned once more as I stroked his cock.</p><p>“Do you like that, honey? Do you like that I have another man’s cum inside me? Do you like that I sucked his cock and swallowed his seed less than an hour ago?” I asked.</p><p>I knew he liked it. His body was offering all the answers I needed. It seemed like Jason was having a little trouble admitting it, though, like doing so in person would make it more real than when we were just texting while I was away.</p><p>I swallowed him once more. I played with his balls and sucked his cock voraciously. I felt an overwhelming need to make him feel good, perhaps because I was nursing a bit of guilt over spending my weekend fucking someone else.</p><p>While I’m certain Jason was enjoying the blowjob, I figured he’d enjoying fucking me even more, so I pulled my mouth off his erection and sat down on it. I was wet enough that he slipped inside me with ease.</p><p>Now, I know this might sound kind of awful, but it definitely didn’t feel as good as having Evan inside me. It wasn’t like Jason’s cock was total garbage or anything, but he’s not as long or as thick as Evan is and it simply didn’t fill me up in quite the same way.</p><p>It still felt good, though. I really loved the look on his face. It was like this sensation of pure joy had washed over him. I liked that my pussy felt that good to my husband. I liked that I could thrill him like that just by taking his cock inside me.</p><p>“Does my pussy feel good?” I asked. I was really in a mood to talk dirty.</p><p>“It’s perfect,” Jason said as he opened his eyes and smiled at me. “You’re perfect.”</p><p>I rode him slowly and said, “Yeah? Most husbands might disagree with you, considering what I did this weekend.”</p><p>There was a decidedly naughty quality to the smile that crossed Jason’s face. “Really? What exactly did you do this weekend?” he asked while his hands moved up my stomach and to my breasts.</p><p>I rode him a little faster as I said, “I gave myself to another man. I gave him everything. I let him have me any way he wanted me. I was a very naughty wife.”</p><p>“But you were a wonderful girlfriend, weren’t you?” Jason said as he continued to play with my tits. His touch was skillful, as always.</p><p>“I was,” I admitted. “I was the kind of girlfriend every man wants.”</p><p>Jason pulled me down and kissed me. His hands moved down my back and he squeezed my ass confidently.</p><p>“You were the kind of wife I want,” he whispered.</p><p>I kissed him again. I moaned into his mouth and rode his cock harder. I wanted him to cum inside me.</p><p>“Yeah? You want your wife to have a boyfriend? You want her to give herself to another man?” I asked. It seemed like that’s what he was saying, but I wanted to confirm it.</p><p>“Yes,” Jason said as he squeezed my ass and fucked his cock up into me. “If you want to keep dating Evan, you can. If you want to be a good girlfriend for him, you can. It would turn me on.”</p><p>I was genuinely surprised. I knew Jason was turned on by my exploits over the weekend, but I had no idea he was interested in it becoming an ongoing thing.</p><p>“Will you do it?” he asked as he pounded my pussy from underneath. “Will you be a good girlfriend for Evan? Will you see to his needs?”</p><p>I saw no reason to disagree. It wasn’t like I was actually committing to anything and it was clear that Jason wanted me to say yes. In that moment, the thing that would turn him on the most was me openly embracing the idea of having a boyfriend.</p><p>“Yes, baby. I’ll be a good girlfriend for Evan. I’ll see to his needs. I’ll suck his cock. I’ll let him fuck me. I’ll let him fill me with cum, just like I did today.”</p><p>Jason closed his eyes, grasped my ass hard, and came inside me. He unleashed a sound that was a mixture of a moan and a scream. It was thrilling to have helped him achieve such an incredible orgasm.</p><p>I stayed on top of him for a few minutes and gently kissed his lips, cheeks, and neck. Neither of us said anything. We simply basked in the bliss of a truly remarkable sexual experience.</p><p>“Thank you,” he finally said.</p><p>“My pleasure,” I replied. It felt like the right thing to say, and it didn’t seem like the right time to dig into what he’d said right before his orgasm. I was genuinely curious to know if he meant it, though. </p><p>I couldn’t help but wonder if it was something I’d actually want to do. Would I enjoy having a boyfriend – a fuck buddy, really – while at home and living my real life? Would it be as fun as it was during a wedding weekend? They seemed like hard questions to answer.</p><p><br></p><p>“Are you sure about this?” Evan asked.</p><p>“I’m absolutely certain. I know it sounds crazy and I don’t fully understand it myself, but Jason is okay with this,” I assured him. “Honestly, he’s a lot more than okay with it. He’s over the moon about it. Plus, he won’t be watching or anything. You won’t even see him.”</p><p>Evan still looked a little nervous, but I couldn’t blame him. We’d just returned from our first date as a “couple” and I’d just invited him into my house, with the obvious implication being that I wanted him to fuck me in the bed I shared with my husband.</p><p>As you might have guessed, Jason was serious about wanting me to date Evan. We talked about it over the course of a few weeks and when I was convinced that he was actually on board, I told Evan all about it.</p><p>He had reservations – just as I expected he would – but it seemed like the chance to continue the adventures we’d enjoyed over the wedding weekend was too good to pass up. That’s how we ended up on a lovely date that took us to a bar for drinks and a restaurant for some of the best food I’d ever had. That’s how we ended up standing at my door talking about taking the next, biggest step.</p><p>Sensing Evan’s hesitation, I figured I’d try and activate the part of him that was most likely to throw caution to the wind. I pulled him close for a ravenous kiss right there on my front porch. When I felt his cock grow I reached between his legs and played with it, eliciting a moan of pleasure into my mouth.</p><p>“Okay. Okay, I’m ready,” he said.</p><p>I smiled, opened the front door, and led him in. We didn’t stop for a little Netflix and chill action. I didn’t pour us both glasses of wine to enjoy while chatting. That would all come later (if things worked out). On that particular night, it was about taking Evan to my bedroom and inviting him inside me.</p><p>Jason had agreed that he’d wait in the home office, which happened to be right next to our bedroom. As we walked by, I saw that the door was almost all the way closed, just as we’d agreed. It thrilled me to know that he was in there, and that this whole experience was a huge turn on for him. He was beyond excited when I’d left and I knew he’d spent the time I was going thinking about what was going to happen that night.</p><p>The plan was for Evan to spend the night with me while Jason slept in the guest room. He was hanging out in the office so he could listen while we fucked.</p><p>For that reason, I left the bedroom door open a crack. Jason had promised he wouldn’t loiter outside and try to watch. If Evan was ever comfortable with it, that kind of thing could come later. For the first night he was only allowed to listen.</p><p>“Just think about me,” I said to Evan as I unbuttoned his shirt and looked up at him. “Pretend like he’s not even here. I promise he’s not going to freak out and storm into the bedroom. He’s having the time of his life just knowing that you’re in here with me.”</p><p>Evan smiled. It looked like his nerves had mostly dissipated. Plus, he couldn’t have been physically intimidated by Jason. My husband was shorter and decidedly less muscular than Evan. I love him, but he’s not the kind of man that can credibly threaten someone else.</p><p>“It’s been three weeks since we were together, Sarah, and you’re all I’ve thought about since then. You have no idea how much I’ve been looking forward to this,” Evan said as his hands moved over my body.</p><p>It wasn’t until that moment that I realized just how much I’d been yearning to be with Evan again. It was like a dam broke inside me and I felt this deep, overwhelming need for him. Any pretense of taking my time or making it a slow, romantic evening went away. He was going to spend the night. We could take it slow the second time.</p><p>“I’ve missed you too,” I said. “Desperately.”</p><p>I pulled him close and we shared a beautiful kiss. It was electric in the best way possible and as Evan’s strong hands moved over my body I could feel the arousal building inside me.</p><p>“I need you, Evan. Fuck, I need you inside me so badly. I need you to fuck me.”</p><p>Evan picked me up and put me in the bed. He pushed up the tight dress I’d been wearing and yanked off my panties. His pants were on the floor soon after.</p><p>I spread my legs as he climbed on top of me. I honestly can’t describe how badly I wanted him in that moment as I looked up and saw this gorgeous man moving towards me with a big, fully erect cock between his legs. The anticipation was overwhelming. It had been three weeks since I’d had his glorious dick inside me and I’d clearly been in denial over just how badly I wanted it. I wasn’t in denial anymore, though. I was lost in lust.</p><p>Evan rubbed the head of his cock along my pussy and picked up some of my wetness before guiding it inside me. I unleashed a loud moan.</p><p>“Fuck me, Evan. Give me your big cock,” I said. I made sure it was loud enough for Jason to hear.</p><p>Evan gave me exactly what I wanted. He fucked me like I needed to be fucked. He fucked me like I hadn’t been fucked since the last time he’d been inside me, despite Jason trying his best over the three week span.</p><p>I came quickly. I didn’t even attempt to hold off. I knew I’d let Evan keep fucking me even after my orgasm. I wanted Jason to hear how quickly my boyfriend got me off. I wanted him to hear how loud and lusty it was.</p><p>Afterwards, I urged Evan to fuck me harder. I wanted Jason to hear the sounds of hot sex coming from our bedroom. I wanted it to be impossible to ignore. I wanted him to know that his wife was getting fucked in the bed we shared.</p><p>Evan came inside me. Of course he did. I wasn’t going to deny him that, for his sake and for mine. Plus, Jason wanted it. He’d been clear about that. He loved the idea of Evan cumming inside me.</p><p>Evan and I cuddled for a few minutes until I heard Jason slip out of the office and into the guest bedroom. I disentangled from my boyfriend and told him I’d be right back.</p><p>I left the master bedroom and sauntered down the hallway to the guest room. I pushed open the door and saw Jason on the bed in his boxer shorts and t-shirt. He had his cock out and it was rock hard. It seemed as though he hadn’t cum.</p><p>I sat on the bed next to him and wrapped my fingers around his erection. “Did you enjoy listening, baby?” I asked as I stroked him.</p><p>Jason nodded and groaned. His dick felt stiffer than it ever had. He seemed to be right on the edge of orgasm.</p><p>“Did listening to Evan fuck your wife make you hard like this?”</p><p>He nodded again as his eyes moved over my naked body. I spread my legs and looked down at my pussy.</p><p>“His cum is still inside me,” I said. “Does that turn you on?”</p><p>I felt his cock throb in my hand as Jason nodded. I kept my strokes nice and slow. I didn’t want him to cum yet.</p><p>“Put your fingers inside me. Feel his cum, baby. Feel Evan’s cum in my pussy.”</p><p>Jason’s hand moved between my legs and he pushed two fingers inside me. I knew he could feel Evan’s cum. I saw it in his eyes.</p><p>“I want you to leave the door open, baby. Evan and I are going to have sex again, likely as soon as I go back to him. I want you to listen. He’s going to make love to me this time, okay. I want you to listen and stroke your cock, and when I cum, I want you to cum. Okay?” I said.</p><p>Jason nodded. “I love you,” he said.</p><p>I leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. It felt weird to kiss him on the lips when I was going right back to Evan.</p><p>“I love you too,” I whispered as I released his cock and stood up.</p><p>Jason’s cum-covered fingers slipped out of my pussy and he held them up and stared. I smiled as I left the room and walked back to my boyfriend, who was waiting in the bed I usually shared with my husband.</p><p>It was in those moments that I knew it was going to work to have a boyfriend and a husband. I knew it was exactly how Jason and I were going to give our marriage the kind of spice that people talk about wanting as they get older. Finding me a boyfriend is exactly what we needed.</p><p>The End</p>