The Start of Something New - Part 4

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"Is there a later showing of the movie?"

It took Corbin a few moments to process the question his wife had posed. The sight of her cleavage in a low cut sweater was the primary reason for his brain's delay, though the decidedly flirty smile on her face further distracted him.

"Uh, yeah, I think so. There's an 8:30 showing, I believe. Why?"

"Well, that was Gavin I was talking to. He had a rough day at work and wanted to vent to someone."

Jealousy wormed its way into Corbin's brain and he put considerable effort into pushing it away. Yes, his wife quite clearly had a boyfriend - you don't call your fuck buddy to vent about a bad day at work - but Corbin had accepted that reality. He'd actually done some work to help their relationship grow, starting with inviting Gavin to join them in a hotel for a night. He'd since made reservations for them at two restaurants Callie was desperately eager to try, so of course his wife had a boyfriend.

"And as his girlfriend you were more than happy to let him vent," Corbin noted.

"That's right. It actually felt good, if I'm being honest."

Again the jealousy reared its ugly head.

"I want to do more, though. It's been a long time since I've been a girlfriend, obviously, but just listening to him doesn't seem like enough, at least based on how stressed out he sounded."

Corbin prepared himself for the inevitability of his evening taking a distinctly different turn than the one he'd planned for. "And what did you have in mind?"

Callie approached and straddled him on the couch. Her breasts looked even better in close up and Corbin was certain she'd put on a push-up bra to enhance their size and the spectacular nature of her cleavage. Her skirt was short and pleated and when paired with knee high leather boots she exuded a seemingly effortless kind of sex appeal.

"Well, a good girlfriend wants to help her boyfriend with his stress," she explained while moving her hips back and forth over Corbin's crotch, generating a wealth of friction and easily luring his cock - which had been denied a climax for five days - into an erect state.

"That's true," he agreed.

Callie smiled and leaned in to kiss his neck. She moaned while doing so and Corbin was quickly awash in a level of arousal that leg his mind foggy.

"So I was thinking that I'd drop by Gavin's house to help him with his stress."

Corbin lifted the back of her skirt and grabbed his wife's ass. She had to have been wearing a thong because it was bare flesh he was holding. "And how do you plan on doing that?"

"Mmm, well, I want to show him that I adore him," she said, "and one of the ways a girlfriend can do that is by sucking her boyfriend's cock."

"Fuck..."

"I was thinking I'd go over there and if he hasn't made himself a drink then I'll make him one. I'll sit with him and let him talk for a little bit. I'll kiss his neck. I'll tell him how much I care about him and how I want to help relieve some of his stress. I'll get up and I'll do a little striptease for him. I'll show him my body and I'll make it clear that it’s meant for his pleasure."

Corbin's dick was hard enough that it ached a little, especially as Callie continued to tease him with the gentle rocking of her hips.

"Then, once I'm naked, I'll get on my knees for him. I'll crawl between his legs. I'll caress and kiss his beautiful bulge through his slacks. I'll tell him how badly I want to make him feel good. I'll tell him that I want to give him a long, slow blowjob. I'll tell him that I want him to enjoy his drink and relax as his girlfriend sucks his cock until he fills my mouth with his cum, which I'll swallow because that's what good girlfriends do."

Corbin was turned on and wildly jealous. So much so that the arousal wasn't an entirely pure experience.

"You used to do that sort of thing for me when I had a bad day," he said.

Callie sat back and her hips came to a stop. "I know. That sort of thing slows down once you get married, but the truth is that I'd still happily suck your stress away if you hadn't neglected me, Corbin. If you hadn't forgotten to show me that you adore me, that you cherish me, that you love me more than you've ever loved anyone in your life I'd still be the kind of woman that got on her knees and sucked your cock until you flooded my mouth with your stress so I could swallow it."

Corbin's frustration bubbled over for a moment, but as soon as Callie leaned forward to kiss his neck it melted away. "I'm sorry. I know I've said it before, Callie, but I'm sorry that I was a shitty husband."

"I know you are, baby, and I know that you're working hard to make up for it. I'm sorry that I'm not willing to be a more typical wife. I'm sorry that I just can't quite forgive you yet, not fully, at least."

It was strange to be aroused and wildly jealous at the same time, just as it had been strange to pay for a hotel room for his wife's boyfriend, just as it had been strange to spend the night alone while his wife and her boyfriend fucked in the hotel room Corbin had paid for. He was paying for his shortcomings as a husband, but he loved Callie and there was no question that he experienced some measure of arousal as a result of the many pleasures she experienced with her boyfriend, which was also quite strange.

"You know, it's okay if you want to go to the movies with your boyfriend," he said. "I know we had plans, but I also know that you're in that new relationship place where you can't help but want to spend time with your boyfriend. And, maybe more accurately, you're in that place where you want to be close to your boyfriend all the time because you want to touch him, kiss him, and eventually end up naked with him."

"It's a very nice place to be," she whispered before kissing his neck once more. Callie had resumed grinding her hips, too, and Corbin's body was once again flooded with a desire that he knew would be denied. "Are you sure you wouldn't mind me going on a date with my boyfriend instead of you?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I want you to go on a date with Gavin instead of me. I adore you, Callie, and I understand that the thing that will make you happiest right now is spending time with your boyfriend."

She sat back, grabbed Corbin's wrist, and guided his hand between her legs. He felt the lace of her panties against his fingers and a moment later he discovered the wetness that had already soaked through them.

"You're being a very a good husband, Corbin," she said as he rubbed her pussy. "A very, very good husband. Because of that, I'm going to give you permission to come to the movies too. I'll make sure that Gavin and I sit a few rows from the back. You can get a seat in the back row so you can watch without either of us being distracted. I can't guarantee that anything will happen other than a little bit of kissing, but you never know, we might end up putting on a show for you."

"Really?"

Callie nodded. "Be prepared, though, for me to largely ignore you. I kind of like the idea of you being the hidden voyeur, the pervert in the top row watching his wife and her boyfriend on a date and hoping that I'll be bold enough to suck his dick or eager enough for an orgasm that I'll let him finger my tight cunt right there in the theater."

"Holy shit, Callie."

She smiled and leaned in to kiss him. It went on far longer than Corbin expected and she made sure to ride him like they were fucking, though of course multiple layers of fabric prevented his cock from entering her.

"It's okay that all of this turns you on, you know. It seems like sometimes you're conflicted about that, but you don't need to be, Corbin. You can embrace it. You can feel free to get off on it, though of course you need my permission to cum."

"I'm getting off on it," he said with a smile. "I am. It's weird and sometimes it feels pretty bad, but I'm getting off on it even if I don't always like that I'm getting off on it."

Callie kissed him once more and then climbed off his lap and sauntered away. Corbin stared at her boots, at her legs, and at the way her skirt moved just a little with each step, always seemingly on the verge of flipping up to reveal her ass. That was the magic of a pleated skirt, though.

"You'll need to buy another ticket for the show," she said. "Gavin and I will use the ones you already bought, okay?"

"Yeah, okay."

She grabbed her handbag and the car keys and blew Corbin a kiss. "I'll head over to his place now. Maybe I'll suck his dick or maybe I'll be especially generous to you and just fool around with him a little so I can blow him in the theater if we're lucky enough to have a bit of privacy."

Corbin ached for his wife. The desire was desperate. Overwhelming, even. It had been so long since she'd let him inside her and he wasn't sure when he'd be allowed inside her again. He didn't press, though. He blew her a kiss goodbye and then grabbed his phone and bought himself a ticket for the movie to make sure he had a good seat.

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Corbin got to the theater first. He took his seat in the last row, set his drink in the holder and his popcorn on the seat next to him and then waited. His leg bounced and his heart beat a great deal faster than was healthy as he wondered if Callie was even going to show up or if she and Gavin were already naked in his bed and determined to spend the rest of the night fucking.

They showed up, though. They were holding hands as they stepped into the theater. He carried a massive bucket of popcorn and she had a massive soda. Neither of them even glanced at him as they made their way to their seats two rows in front of his.

They sat and Callie immediately leaned over and kissed Gavin on the cheek. She smiled with such joy that Corbin experienced a tidal wave of jealousy wash over him. Witnessing her lust for Gavin - especially that night in the parking lot - had been fairly painless. This felt different, though, because Callie's feelings had expanded beyond lust. She liked Gavin. She was dating him and with each successive date her feelings deepened. They were a long, long way from even talking about love, but it seemed to Corbin that Callie was on that path with her boyfriend and seeing a demonstration of it was anxiety-inducing in a massive way.

As they waited for the lights to go down and the show to begin, Callie and Gavin talked like any couple would. Any happy couple, at least, as neither of them pulled out their phones to distract themselves. Instead, they were connected with each other. They laughed. They shared a handful of quick kisses. They likely told stories, though Corbin couldn't hear anything they were saying. Instead, all he could do was sit in the back row and seethe with jealousy as his wife enjoyed a date with another man.

Eventually the lights went down and the trailers began. Corbin alternated between watching the screen and checking in on Callie and Gavin. Outside of the occasional quick kiss or a hand on the knee, Callie and her boyfriend were focused on the screen. The theater was largely empty, though - the movie had already been out for more than a month - so Corbin held out hope that perhaps something would unfold as the night wore on.

It wasn't until an hour into the movie - right as Corbin had given up hope that he'd get to watch his wife fool around with her boyfriend - that something happened. Callie set their popcorn bucket on the ground and inched closer to Gavin, pulling up the armrest between them so she could cuddle up right next to him.

He looked at her and she smiled and kissed him. She caressed his face and he turned his body to face her. Their lips parted and the kiss suddenly involved their tongues. Corbin put his popcorn aside and focused every bit of his energy on his wife and her boyfriend as they transitioned from kissing to making out like teenagers.

Thanks to the angle of his seat compared to theirs, Corbin had a perfect view of Gavin's hand sliding under Callie's skirt. He watched his wife spread her legs, tacitly inviting her boyfriend to probe as he saw fit. Her silent moan - her mouth opened and her back arched in her seat - made it obvious that Gavin's fingers had found her pussy and were working to stimulate her clit.

He worked her like that until Callie came, which filled Corbin with equal parts lust and jealousy. The fact that she was more than happy to let her boyfriend finger her pussy in public was thrilling and Corbin knew she wouldn't have let him do the same if it was the two of them on a date.

To his delight, Callie grabbed Gavin's wrist and lifted his fingers to her mouth after her orgasm. She took them between her lips and sucked with such fervor that a look of the most intense pleasure came over his face.

Then, when she'd cleaned her juices from his fingers, Callie leaned over and whispered something into her boyfriend's ear. Corbin could see only half of Gavin's face, but he recognized the look of delight a man has when he's just been told he's going to get his dick sucked.

Callie tugged on Gavin's zipper as an action scene played out on screen. It was bright, which allowed Corbin to admire the sight of his wife's tongue entering her boyfriend's mouth as she reached into his pants and freed his cock.

A moment later Callie's head fell to Gavin's lap. Corbin's view was partially obstructed, but he did see his wife wrap her lips around what looked like a rather plump cock head. Gavin tilted his head back and his mouth opened, though he had the good sense not to moan as he got a blowjob in a movie theater.

He put a hand on the back of Callie's head - a simple act that turned Corbin on for reasons he couldn't explain - and she bobbed up and down in his lap. Corbin watched without blinking. He watched as jealousy coursed through his body. He watched with an erection in his pants and he simultaneously wished he was the one getting the blowjob and loved the fact that Callie was blowing another man in a movie theater.

Gavin's orgasm was easy to spot. He'd rolled his head towards the ceiling once more. His eyes closed. His mouth opened. His hips began to thrust just a little like he was trying to throw his load as deep into Callie's mouth as he could. Her head stopped bobbing, too, and Corbin stared as he grappled with the idea that another man was cumming in his wife's mouth in that moment.

The thought ran through his head over and over again. Someone else's cum was in Callie's mouth. She was going to take it all and swallow it because that's what a good girlfriend did. It was far from the last time that she'd suck Gavin's cock and swallow his cum, too, because she was clearly enamored with him and determined to be a good girlfriend, even if part of that determination was inspired by her desire to punish Corbin for neglecting her needs.

Callie sat up and swallowed another man's cum as Corbin watched from two rows away with a painful erection in his pants and a mixture of jealousy and frustration coursing through his body.

He watched his wife kiss her boyfriend on the cheek and turn her attention back to the movie. Gavin then leaned in and whispered something to her. Callie turned and looked up at Corbin. She smiled and waved and he waved back.

Then she got up and exited the row. She ascended the stairs and hurried towards him. She took the seat next to his and leaned over. He felt the warmth of her breath against his neck before she asked, "Did you enjoy watching me suck away his stress?"

"Yes," he whispered.

"He said it was one of the best blowjobs he's ever had and that I'm the best girlfriend he's ever had."

Callie rested a hand on Corbin's thigh and her fingers inched towards his cock.

"It made me happy when he said that, Corbin," she whispered. "Happier than I thought it would. It turns out that I really, really like being Gavin's girlfriend."

Corbin turned his head and saw his wife smiling. Her fingers found his cock and she stroked him through his jeans.

"I felt something else, too," she said.

"What's that?"

"Gratitude for you. For the husband that has shown his adoration by encouraging me to date another man, by helping me date that man by making reservations at restaurants, by telling Gavin my favorite flowers, by buying me dresses and lingerie to wear for him, by booking him a hotel room so I could fall asleep in his arms after fucking him until I was exhausted."

"I adore you, Callie. I do. I adore you and cherish you."

"I know, and you'll be rewarded for that if you keep it up. It hasn't been long, though, Corbin, so you need to prove that this is real, that you've turned over a new leaf, that you're not going to revert to the lazy state you've lived in the past several years."

"I will."

She smiled and kissed him. Corbin closed his eyes and welcomed the feel of her lips against his. He immediately thought of how her lips had just been wrapped around her boyfriend's cock, but the pleasure that followed caught him off guard. He wanted more. Callie's lips remained closed - perhaps because she suspected he didn't want a tongue kiss so soon after she'd swallowed cum - but Corbin wanted it.

He parted his lips a little and she did the same. He moved his tongue into her mouth and she moaned softly while offering hers. Soon enough the faint - very faint, really - taste of cum hit Gavin's tongue.

"You enjoyed that, didn't you?" Callie asked as she continued to stroke his dick.

"I did," he admitted.

She smiled. "How interesting. How naughty and how very interesting."

They shared another kiss - this one deeper and longer lasting - and she stroked his cock throughout, producing a wealth of precum and sending wave after wave of arousal through his body.

"Gavin asked me to spend the night at his house," she whispered. "I told him I would, so he's taking me home after this. He's going to fuck me, of course, probably more than once. He'll fuck me again tomorrow morning, too. Is that okay with you?"

"Yes. More than okay. Have fun."

"I will. I'd like you to refrain from masturbating while I'm gone."

"Of course."

"Oh, also, I'll text you a list of chores that I expect to be done before I get home tomorrow. You might have to get up early to do them and I'll be quite disappointed if you don't. Most are chores I would take care of, but because I'll be spending so much time with my boyfriend I'll need you to do them. Can you handle that?" she whispered.

Corbin nodded. It made perfect sense. He could show his adoration for his wife by doing her chores while she gave time to her boyfriend. It was painful, of course - he'd prefer if she spent that time with him - but he would do as she desired. He would prove he adored her. He would do whatever it took to prove that he was a changed man, that he recognized the mistakes he'd made and was going to work to make up for them.

"I love you, Callie."

"I love you too, Corbin. Have a good night."

She kissed him once more and then returned to her boyfriend. Gavin put his arm around her and she cuddled next to him as Corbin sat and watched with a throbbing erection in his jeans and a renewed sense of determination to prove that he adored his wife in ways even she couldn't imagine.