It's Better with a Married Woman - Part 10

It had to come to an end at some point. Cole would eventually want a real relationship. The sex would get stale. They'd fight about something and it would feel like far too much effort to maintain what was, ultimately, a fling.

That point hadn't come yet, though, and Callie couldn't see it on the horizon. Instead, all seemed well between her and Cole. There'd been a brief period where she fucked Jed with some regularity, but Rachel now occupied most of his time so there wasn't the threat of divided attention to pull her and Cole apart.

Rick remained fully on board, too, even though Rachel had a habit of upping the ante during their group encounters, such as when she suggested that Rick fluff both guys while Callie and her watched and masturbated. Rick had done so without question and, perhaps more surprisingly, Cole and Jed had happily gotten on board with the idea of a cuckold sucking and stroking their cocks.

Those thoughts were in the back of her head as Callie sat at her kitchen table on a Sunday morning. Her pussy was wet and warm and still tingling a little from the fucking Cole had given her in her bed. Rick had no doubt listened from the spare bedroom, though Callie was a little embarrassed to admit that she hadn't given much thought to her husband while her boyfriend was busy fucking her.

Cole was in the kitchen with Callie. He wore only his underwear, a bold choice given that he was cooking for her. As it turned out, he harbored a desire to be more than a waiter, that he wanted to remain in the restaurant business as a chef. He'd been practicing when he could and was busy preparing a French omelet for Callie as she sipped her coffee and watched him work.

Her day had begun with his body tucked against hers in bed. His cock was hard - it was often hard in the morning - but there was no indication he was awake or trying to urge her to pleasure him. That didn't stop her from doing so, though.

She'd made her way under the covers and swallowed his cock, fellating him with expertise until he was awake and moaning. She'd soon dressed him in a condom and mounted him. Her pussy had swallowed his long, thick cock and she filled her bedroom with moans while riding him.

Callie smiled as she thought of the orgasm she'd had. The sex always felt a little better when it was in her bed while Rick was in the other room. Despite having been with Cole for months, Callie still found pleasure in the naughtiness of fucking another man in the bed she shared with her husband.

The omelet came together quickly and Callie found herself impressed with Cole's technique. She didn't really know anything about cooking, though, so it was entirely possible he was doing a terrible job.

"Here you are," he said while setting a plate in front of her.

The omelet looked beautiful. It was neatly folded and glistening with the butter he'd rubbed over the top of it. Callie smiled and dug in. The taste was immaculate. Buttery and creamy and with just a hint of bite from the chives he'd finely chopped and added to the beaten eggs before pouring it all into the pan.

"Exquisite," she said.

Cole beamed. "Really?"

Callie nodded. "If I hadn't already sucked your dick this morning, I'd absolutely do it again to reward you for making me such a delicious breakfast."

Callie was considering giving him a blowjob anyway. She liked having her young lover's cock in her mouth. She liked the way it made him moan, the way he would run his fingers through her hair, the way he would sometimes get bold and put a hand on the back of her head to encourage her to try and throat his shaft.

"Aren't you going to make one for yourself?" she asked.

"Oh, shit, right," he replied with a laugh.

He moved to stand and Callie grabbed his hand and pulled him close. They shared a long, deep kiss. "Thank you for cooking for me," she said. "It's really romantic, especially when the food is this good."

Cole stood and she noted the bulge in his underwear. Maybe she would give him a blowjob after breakfast.

After whipping up another omelet, Cole joined her at the table and they ate together.

"Is Jed enjoying himself with Rachel?" Callie asked.

"Like you wouldn't believe."

She laughed. "Well, I don't know if Rachel would ever tell him, but she really likes him. I think that relationship has really helped her out. There might not be a long term future, but she's pretty enamored with him at the moment."

Cole looked away and Callie wondered if she'd said something wrong.

"Is everything okay?"

He nodded. "Is it safe to assume that there's no future for us?"

"I guess that depends on what you need that future to look like."

He set his fork down and sat back. He suddenly seemed open and vulnerable and Callie was tempted to sit in his lap, kiss him softly, and run her fingers through his hair. She stayed in her seat, though.

"I know it's crazy of me," he said, "but I've been thinking about a future with you. I've long dreamed of being a chef of some kind, but it wasn't until you came along that I actually decided to do something about it and start practicing and asking the chefs at the restaurant for tips. I've started saving up for a cooking academy, too, so I can actually learn some real lessons."

Callie took his hand in hers.

"I know you're married," he said. "I know you love your husband. I do. I'm not harboring some notion that I could steal you from him or anything. Jed doesn't see it, but I do. I see the love. I see that this thing we're doing is actually something that brings you closer with Rick. Even the really kinky stuff."

Cole was right. Callie was closer to Rick - and more in love with him - than she'd ever been.

"I know all of that...and yet I still want you...more of you, I guess. I still have times when I want you to myself."

Callie's life had changed for the better since she'd met Cole. She was much happier. Her marriage was better. She felt like she saw the world differently, like she'd stepped out from behind some sort of suburban veil and now understood that life could be damn near anything she wanted it to be.

"Do you love me, Cole?" she asked.

He laughed softly and his eyes glistened. "Of course I do."

Perhaps Callie shouldn't have been surprised by his answer, but she was. Even more surprising, though, was what she said next. "I love you too."

Cole looked more surprised than she'd felt. In fact, he looked stunned. Callie got up and sat in across his lap. She ran her fingers through his hair and caressed his face. She kissed him softly. Passion erupted inside her. The kiss deepened. She felt his cock get hard beneath her and press into the backs of her thighs.

"You'll always have to share me," she said, "but you can also have more of me."

"I can?"

Callie nodded. "Yes, you can. You've changed my life, Cole. For the better. I see no reason to deny you what you want. You deserve it, and if I'm being honest, I want more of you, too."

"I want you right now."

Callie stood. They hadn't finished breakfast, but having Cole inside her was far more important. They rushed to the bedroom. They stripped from their minimal clothing. They fell into bed. They kissed as he fingered her. She welcomed his tongue into her mouth while stroking his cock.

Cole reached for a condom.

"You don't have to use a condom," she said.

"Really?"

"I'm on the pill. I've been wanting to go without a condom for a while...and this is the right time. This is me giving you more, Cole, in a small way."

He slid inside her. She closed her eyes and moaned. Unprotected sex always felt better.

"Fuck me, Cole," she said softly.

Their lips met for a long, deep kiss as he fucked her. The sex was more emotional than usual. Callie felt it flowing through her, drawing her deeper into her passion for Cole. The intensity of it caught her off guard and she wondered if she'd simply been denying her feelings for Cole. They hadn't just arrived, after all.

Her orgasm was stronger and lengthier than usual. It seemed the same for Cole, whose face was a cornucopia of pleasure while he came inside her for the first time.

"I love you, Callie," he said with his head resting against her neck.

She smiled. "I love you too, Cole."

Eventually he pulled out and rolled onto his back next to her. His cock was still mostly erect and it looked beautiful covered in a mixture of her juices and his cum. Callie was tempted to take him in her mouth, but there was something she needed to do.

"I'll be right back," she said.

Callie rolled out of bed and smiled. She headed for the spare bedroom and knocked softly before opening the door. Rick was awake. The covers were pulled back. His cock was stiff and his chest flushed with desire.

"Good morning," she said to her husband.

"It sounds like it's been a very good morning for you."

Callie stepped into the room and shut the door behind her. She leaned against it with her hands behind her back. Rick gazed between her legs and she smiled as his eyes went wide.

"Did he..."

"Yes."

Rick's fingers wrapped around his cock. His gaze remained fixed between her legs as he stroked himself.

"Lie down," she said.

Rick dragged his gaze up to her face and stared for a few seconds. Then he tossed his pillow aside and inched forward until he was on his back. Callie pushed away from the door and moved to the side of the bed.

"I'm going to sit on your face," she said. "You're going to put your tongue inside me. You're going to feast on my pussy like a good cuckold. You can masturbate while you do so, but don't cum unless I give you permission. Okay?"

He nodded and Callie straddled him. She sat over his face. He stared at her pussy.

"Cole and I will be having unprotected sex from now on, so you'll be doing a lot more of this."

She sat on his face and Rick's eyes went wide. She heard his hand moving up and down his shaft at a quicker pace. He moaned into her pussy. His tongue moved rapidly and Callie found herself feeling a great deal more pleasure than expected.

"That feels so good, baby," she said. "It feels so good when you eat his cum out of me."

Rick moaned.

"I have a feeling you'll be eating a lot of his cum from now on. I'm going to be seeing even more of him, having even more sex with him. He'll be staying here more often, too."

Callie was making plans she hadn't confirmed with Cole, but she suspected she'd get no resistance if she invited him to stay over more often or if she insisted that he fuck her more often.

The pleasure of feeding her husband another man's load, the friction against her clit, and thoughts of a deepening relationship with Cole were enough to give Callie a surprisingly potent orgasm as she sat on Rick's face. Her thighs trembled and she felt a hidden torrent of cum pour out of her and into her husband's mouth.

Callie climbed off of Rick's face and laid next to him. Her hand replaced his on his cock and she kissed his neck and nibbled on his ear lobe, eliciting a moan.

"Sweetheart…Cole told me he loved me," she whispered.

"What? Really?"

"Yes. He said it at breakfast. He told me he loved me and that while he knew it was crazy to hope for a future with me that he couldn't help but indulge in that kind of thing anyway. He told me he wants more of me, more than he has right now."

Rick's cock throbbed in her hand, though Callie knew that was a poor way to judge his feelings on what she'd just said.

"What...what did you say?" Rick asked.

Callie kissed his neck again and moaned. "I told him I loved him."

Rick groaned and to Callie's surprised he climaxed. Cum spurted from his cock and floated high into the air before landing all over, including more than a few drops on her thigh and hand.

"Whoa," he said. "That was...that was unexpected."

He looked at her and smiled. They kissed. Callie was pleased that he didn't seem panicked about her having expressed her love for another man.

"In case it wasn't clear, I love you more than anyone, Rick," she said.

"I know."

"So you're okay with me pursuing something more with Cole?"

"I am. We wouldn't be the first couple to try polyamory, even if it's one-sided in this case."

Callie kissed him softly. "Well, I think Rachel likes you."

He laughed. "I think she likes getting to do some crazy shit with a cuckold."

"Fair enough. She does have a pretty wild imagination when it comes to that stuff, doesn't she?"

He nodded.

"You like that about her, don't you?" Callie asked.

"I hope that's okay."

"Of course it is, especially since you like it. Be careful, though, because she might ask you to go to a greater length than you might be willing to travel."

Callie wasn't sure what that might be, but Rachel did seem to have a kinkier mind than her, so anything was possible.

"I'll be careful, though it's not like you won't be there when she asks me to do something insane."

Callie kissed him on the cheek. "You never know. Maybe Rachel will ask to borrow you for some fun with Jed. They're getting quite close, you know."

"You and Rachel were, in a way, made for each other. Both of you are getting very cozy with younger men. Both of you are expanding your sexual boundaries. Both of you are into cuckolding me."

"That's all true, isn't it? You know, I hadn't thought about it in this way, but that makes you a very lucky man, doesn't it? You have two women that like to cuckold you. You should probably be very grateful, shouldn't you?"

"Oh, I'm grateful. Believe me. I'm grateful and I'm more than happy to prove it however you'd like me to."

Callie sat up and wiped her cummy fingers on his stomach. "Maybe I'll take you up on that, Cole. We'll see. For now, though, you get to enjoy being a cuckold, and if you ask nicely Cole will probably make you the best damn omelet you've ever had. For now, though, you're covered in cum and you should probably take a shower."

"Care to join me?" he asked.

Callie smiled, kissed him, and said, "I think I'll shower with my boyfriend. Maybe I can coax him into fucking me again. Three times in one morning would be quite impressive, don't you think?"

She could see the jealousy on his face. She was pushing him a little, though. If things really did go further with Cole, there would be plenty of times where Rick didn't get what he wanted.

"Yes, that would be impressive," he said. "And if he fucks you again, please don't hesitate to have me clean your pussy again."

That was an excellent response, so Callie rewarded him with a deep kiss and then climbed out of his bed, washed the cum from her hands and wiped it from her thigh, and headed back to the master bedroom to coax her boyfriend into a shower and perhaps another round of hot sex.