The Start of Something New - Part 2

"Corbin, darling, can you come in here?" Callie called out from the bathroom.

Corbin rushed towards her voice and saw his wife standing at the bathroom mirror in a black lace bra and panty set. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail and she held a tube of lipstick in her hand, though she hadn't yet applied it to her lips.

"I need a favor," she said.

"Anything."

Callie turned and smiled at him and then looked back at the mirror and applied the lipstick. In an instant she looked sexier and Corbin ached with jealousy. Once she'd finished with the lipstick, Callie put the top on the tube and set it on the bathroom counter, all while Corbin's eyes roamed over her lithe body.

"There's something I need for my date. Something I neglected to pick up while I was out yesterday."

"Okay. I'll go get it for you. Just tell me what you need."

Callie leaned towards the mirror and Corbin stared at her ass, which looked even better as she bent over.

"Condoms," she said.

Corbin heard the word, but the impact of it took a few seconds to register. When it did, he felt a tightness in his chest as angst gripped him. "Condoms?"

Callie straightened her back and turned towards him, though she remained in the bathroom. "Yes."

The implication was clear. Callie expected - or was at least planning for the possibility - that she would have sex that night. That she was the kind of woman that fucked on the second date. She'd given a blowjob on the first date, though, so Corbin shouldn't have been anywhere near as surprised as he was.

"Callie...please don't do this," he said. "I feel like I've been better, like I've adored you this past week, like I've been the kind of husband you deserve."

"I agree. You've been exceptional. The trip you planned was the most incredible Christmas gift you've ever gotten me. The card was so beautiful, too, and your words seemed genuinely heartfelt."

Corbin pushed down the sense of frustration that built in him. "If I've been better, then why are you going on another date?"

"You've been neglectful for years, Corbin. Literal years. Being better for a single week doesn't make up for that, and it doesn't prove that you actually adore me. It just proves that you were willing to act like you adore me for a week. I'm sorry, but you need to be better for much longer than a week before I'll believe that you adore and cherish me once more."

Corbin's mind conjured the memory of Callie cumming as her date fingered her pussy and sucked on her tits. It was a memory that he'd replayed frequently in the past week. Each time it brought about that same pleasant tingling sensation between his legs. It brought pain, too, as Corbin felt guilty for neglecting his wife for so long and a certain kind of agony at the idea that she'd gotten what she needed from another man.

"Is there anything I can do to stop this from happening tonight?" he asked.

"No. There's a chance it won't happen, but I'm having you get the condoms because I want to be prepared if it does happen."

"What are the odds it will happen?"

Callie smiled. "Very good, I'd say. I suppose there's a chance that Gavin could be quite disappointing tonight, but all the evidence suggests that he'll be exactly what I need him to be and that we'll end up at his place."

Callie and Gavin had texted quite a bit since their first date. He'd called a few times, too, and each time Callie had seemed delighted. She'd even made Corbin give her a foot massage during one of those calls. He'd done so to prove that he adored his wife, though he'd found it rather difficult. It had proven equally difficult to go down on her after she'd hung up, in large part because he knew that Callie was thinking of Gavin while Corbin tended to her pussy.

"For what it's worth, I know this is hard for you," Callie said. "It's not supposed to be easy, though. If it was easy, your willingness to adore me despite the fact that I'm having sex with another man wouldn't be worth much of anything. I also know that there's a part of you that enjoys this, that finds some kind of pleasure in the fact that I'm going to be with another man tonight. That's the part of you that watched last week instead of stopping me. That's the part of you that got off on the fact that Gavin fingered me and pleasured my tits as I came. That's the part of you that liked watching me suck his cock and swallow for him."

Corbin couldn't credibly argue with Callie's point, so he accepted his fate. "Is there a particular kind of condom you'd like?"

"No. Just a box of the standard Trojans will do. Let's make it a bigger box, though. We won't use that many tonight, but if things go well there's a good chance I'll need quite a few condoms over the coming weeks and months."

Corbin felt the tightness in his chest again. He felt the angst. Callie was clearly preparing to date Gavin for quite some time, which meant she'd be having quite a lot of sex with him. Corbin wasn't sure he'd be able to handle that. The only option he had - at least as far as he could tell - was to be the kind of husband Callie wanted and deserved, to be the kind of husband he used to be, to win her back and to do so by showering her with adoration.

"I'll be back soon," he said.

Callie stepped out of the bathroom and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you, darling," she whispered. "I appreciate that you're willing to help me have the experience I crave. I appreciate that you're willing to put in a bit of effort so another man can adore me tonight."

For reasons he didn't fully comprehend, Corbin's cock came to life. Perhaps it was Callie's body against his or the softness of her lips against his cheeks. He didn't want it to be that he was thinking of her with another man, though that seemed possible too.

Corbin ran a comb through his hair, put on a jacket, and headed out to buy condoms for his wife. He selected a box of 12 standard Trojans and paid for them at the self checkout. The guy next to him flashed a smile of the sort that offered a silent congratulations on the fact that Corbin was getting laid that night. He wasn't getting laid, of course. His wife was getting laid and it was another man's cock that would provide the pleasure she sought.

The condoms rested on the passenger's seat as Corbin drove home. He looked over at them at every red light and stop sign. It was like they were taunting him, or his brain was, as he couldn't stop picturing one of those condoms wrapped around someone else's cock as it moved in and out of Callie's pussy.

The thing was, Corbin felt that pleasant tingling sensation throughout his body as he imagined his wife experiencing blissful pleasure with someone else's dick inside her. There was something so irresistible about that sensation of both pleasure and arousal. There was angst and a significant sense of misgiving, too, but the more he thought about it, the more Corbin wanted his wife to experience an even greater level of satisfaction than she'd experienced in Gavin's car the week before.

Callie was dressed for her date when Corbin returned. She had on a red satin camisole and a flirty black skirt. She put on a cropped green jacket that perfectly complimented the rest of her outfit and made her look like a post-Christmas present for Gavin, one that he would undoubtedly enjoy unwrapping later that evening. Her hair was out of its ponytail, too, and it looked long and wavy and lustrous.

"Can you give me...let's say four condoms from the box," Callie said as Corbin followed her to the front door.

He opened the box and pulled four condoms free while wondering if it was possible for Gavin to fuck her four times that night. "Four?"

"A bit ambitious, I know, but sometimes the condoms breaks or gets dropped. I just want to be prepared in case the evening is even more passionate than I'm imagining."

Corbin was jealous and angsty and excited and filled with that tingling sensation. He wasn't sure he'd ever felt so many things at once.

"I left a list of chores on the kitchen table," Callie said. "I'd like them all to be finished by the time I get home, which will likely be after midnight. Don't delay in getting to work, though, as I'm going to be disappointed if I return home earlier than expected and you haven't finished the chores."

It all seemed so unfair. Corbin was expected to do chores while Callie went on a date with another man. He wanted to protest and to do so loudly and vigorously. At least part of him did. Another part of him wanted for the night to be over so he could hear about the pleasure Callie had experienced, so that perhaps he could experience some pleasure of his own.

"And it goes without saying that you are not to masturbate while I'm gone," she added. "If you've done your chores there's a chance you'll get to cum when I get home."

"I love you," Corbin said. "I'll get all the chores done. I'll get started as soon as you leave. I'll go above and beyond, Callie, because I love you. Because I adore you."

She smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "I'll let you know when I'm on my way home. And I love you too, Corbin."

Callie left and got into the Uber waiting in the driveway. Corbin had no idea where she was going, which was likely purposeful as she probably didn't want him following her to the restaurant like he'd done the week before.

True to his word, Corbin headed straight for the kitchen and found the list of chores on the table. He was to dust and vacuum the entire house, to clean the bathrooms, to do laundry, to empty the trash, and retrieve the containers for their Christmas decorations so they could begin that clean up the next day.

Corbin found it impossible to think of anything other than his wife as he worked his way through the list. There were times when his mind was largely blank, but for the most part he pictured Callie and Gavin. He saw them kissing. He saw them undressing each other. He saw his wife giving a blowjob. He saw them fucking in Gavin's bed. He saw them cumming together.

Thanks to the simplicity of the chores, Corbin could ponder the sense of satisfaction and gentle pleasure - that tingling sensation - he felt when he'd watched Callie fool around in the car. He felt it while thinking about her and Gavin, too, and he knew that it signaled something about him. He knew that it meant Callie was right, that some part of him enjoyed the fact that she was on a date with another man that night. Corbin didn't necessarily like that he enjoyed it, but it was foolish to deny that there was some truth to it.

It was while scrubbing the tiled floor of their shower that Corbin was struck by an idea. Callie seemed quite determined to continue dating Gavin for a while - she'd mentioned months - so perhaps Corbin could show his adoration for his wife by embracing her desire to be with another man. Perhaps he could get in touch with Gavin to help plan dates for the two of them. Perhaps Corbin could book them a hotel room so they could spend a night in the lap of luxury while enjoying each other. Perhaps he could take Callie shopping to buy her an exquisite dress or a piece of lingerie she could wear for Gavin.

Corbin went back on forth on the wisdom of the idea as he cleaned the bathroom. Was it perhaps insane to encourage his wife to enjoy her relationship with Gavin? Should he instead continue to protest it while showing his adoration for Callie in other ways? Was he risking making her being with other men a more permanent part of their marriage if he embraced the idea, or was he showing Callie that he was willing to put her pleasure first, which was something a man that adores his wife would do?

Corbin finished his chores and grabbed his laptop. He opened it up and found himself searching for local lingerie retailers and the best hotels for romantic interludes. He took copious notes and did so with a smile on his face and that same tingling sensation between his legs. It felt good to even consider trying to plan something for his wife and the man Corbin had begun to think of as her boyfriend. He didn't book anything, but he filled his head with ideas for how he could show Callie his adoration by enabling - and adding to - her pleasure with Gavin.

It was after midnight when Callie texted. Instead of announcing she was on her way home, though, she requested that Corbin come pick her up at Gavin's house. She didn't want to take an Uber so late.

Corbin rushed to his car and drove to the address Callie provided. He pulled into the driveway of a beautiful home and grabbed his phone to let her know he'd arrived. The front door opened before he could send a message, though.

Callie and Gavin stepped out. He took her into an embrace and they shared a long, passionate kiss. Corbin watched and felt the tingling. He felt the pleasure. He felt a touch of angst, too, as it seemed perfectly obvious that his wife had fucked another man that night and that she'd thoroughly enjoyed herself.

Callie bid her date adieu and moved towards the car. Corbin got out and rushed to the passenger side to open the door for her. It was a bit embarrassing to do so with Gavin watching from his porch, but Corbin wanted to show Callie that he adored her.

"Thank you," she said with a smile before kissing him on the cheek.

Corbin gently shut the door and rushed to the driver's side as Gavin watched with a smile on his face. Callie waved goodbye to her date through the windshield and Corbin backed out of the driveway and headed home.

"Did you have a good night?" he asked as they pulled away.

"It was perfect," Callie said.

One question - and only one question - came to mind for Corbin, but he refrained from asking it for a few minutes. He couldn't hold off forever, though. He had to know.

"Did you have sex with him?"

"I did. Twice."

She offered no further details and Corbin took that to mean that she wanted him to ask.

"Was it good?"

"It was exceptional. Better than I thought it would be, honestly. Sometimes the first time isn't that good, to be honest, as you're trying to figure each other out. This wasn't that, though. This was great."

Corbin's loins tingled. It spread outwards. It filled his body. His wife had just enjoyed great sex with another man. Twice, in fact. That made Corbin feel good, though some part of him knew it shouldn't have made him feel good. It should have made him feel terrible, and there was some of that, but it wasn't overwhelming.

"That makes me happy," he said after a short spell of silence. "That you had great sex, I mean. It makes me happy. I like...I like that you're getting something you need and deserve from Gavin."

Corbin could feel his wife studying him.

"You really mean that, don't you?"

"I do. It's not all happiness, of course, but it makes me feel...well, it really does make me feel good to know that you had great sex tonight."

Corbin glanced at Callie and saw a bright smile on her face. It seemed that his confession had made her feel good and he wondered if his notion about trying to help her enjoy her relationship with Gavin was, in fact, a great way to show his adoration. He wasn't going to decide in the moment, but it seemed like he was on the right track.

"I gave Gavin another blowjob tonight," she said. "Though he didn't cum in my mouth. It was foreplay. It was in his car, actually. On the drive home from the restaurant. I couldn't help myself. I know most men enjoy that sort of thing - a woman's desire to have him in her mouth - and I wanted to show Gavin that I felt that desire tonight. I wanted to show him how badly I wanted to make him feel good."

Corbin found himself nursing an erection as his wife talked of giving a blowjob in the car. He was picturing what he'd seen the week before, only this time while Gavin was driving. It struck him as dangerous, which probably indicated that Callie was truly overcome with desire, quieting any sense of danger she might have otherwise felt.

"I like that you wanted to make him feel good, that it seemingly made you feel good to give him head in the car," Corbin confessed.

"It did. It made me wet. Really wet. He has a really nice cock, too, which certainly helps make it more arousing to have him in my mouth."

Jealousy coursed through Corbin as he squeezed the steering wheel. He was glad they were almost home. He wasn't sure how the rest of the night would unfold, but the car felt confining.

He pulled into the garage, smiled at Callie, and then got out and hurried to open her door. She offered a smile and a soft kiss on the cheek after getting out. They headed inside and Callie inspected the house without saying a word. She was checking Corbin's work and ensuring that he followed through and did the chores she'd left out.

"I'm impressed," she said after a full inspection. "Follow me."

Corbin followed his wife to the bedroom and took off her coat without prompting. He hung it up in the closet and returned to find her sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed.

"May I help you out of your shoes?" he asked.

Callie smiled and nodded as Corbin fell to his knees and gently removed the strappy black heels she'd paired with her outfit. He set them aside and found himself leaning forward to plant soft kisses on her legs. Callie ran her fingers through his hair and parted her thighs as far as her tight skirt would allow. He took that as permission to let his lips wander upwards, which elicited a few gentle moans from his wife.

"That feels exquisite," she said.

Corbin looked up as thoughts of another man penetrating his wife's pussy filled his head. He was just a handful of inches away from her pussy and he wondered what it looked like. Was she wet? Were her labia swollen from being fucked twice? Would she taste different? Would she look different than after Corbin fucked her?

"May I remove your skirt?" he asked.

Callie nodded, stood up, and turned around. Corbin ran his fingers up the back of her skirt and gently tugged on the zipper. He worked the tight fabric over her hips and down her legs and folded the skirt carefully before setting it aside.

Corbin ran his hands up the backs of her legs and leaned in to kiss her thighs over and over. Callie moaned softly and again Corbin thought of her having sex with Gavin. He pictured the other man thrusting, his cock filling Callie's pussy. He pictured a look of intense pleasure on his wife's face while the sex unfolded and Corbin was once again awash in that beautiful tingling sensation that had become his constant companion since he witnessed Callie getting fingered in Gavin's car.

"May I remove your panties?"

"Yes, you may."

Corbin reached up, slipped his fingers into the waistband of her panties, and slowly pulled them down. Callie stepped out of the lace underwear and Corbin spun her around.

Her pussy lips were swollen and they glistened from an excess of wetness. He reached up and ran his thumb over her labia, brushing gently against her clit before leaning in to kiss her thighs on either side of her pussy.

"He fucked you twice?"

"He did."

"Did he fuck you hard?"

Callie nodded and ran her fingers through Corbin's hair. "He did. I asked him to. I wanted it to be hard, especially the second time. It felt so good, Corbin. It felt so good when Gavin fucked me hard with his big cock."

Corbin felt pleasure all throughout his body. Pleasure inspired by his wife's pleasure.

"Callie, can I...can I lick your pussy? Can I make you cum?"

She nodded, sat on the edge of the bed, and then scooted back until her body was entirely on the bed. "Come. Crawl between my legs. Lick my pussy, Corbin. Spend as much time as you'd like licking my pussy. Show me how much you adore it after another man's been inside me."

Corbin stood and looked down at the obvious erection in his pants.

Callie saw it too and it seemed that she couldn't help but smile. "Get naked."

Corbin stripped and crawled between his wife's legs. He laid down and kissed her thighs, working his way towards her pussy. A distinct smell filled his nose. It was, as far as he could tell, the smell of sex. It was proof that another man had fucked her. Corbin's face was where Gavin's crotch had been, where his body had united with Callie's in pursuit of their mutual pleasure.

As he extended his tongue, Corbin felt a mixture of excitement and arousal that he'd never experienced before. The tingling sensation enveloped his body completely, leaving him awash in a mixture of deeply satisfying sensations. Strangely, none were even slightly unpleasant.

"Corbin, baby, that feels so good."

He moaned while plunging his tongue deep inside her. She moaned as he flicked the tip back and forth over her clit. She moaned deeply as he sealed his lips around her sex organ and alternated between gently sucking on it and licking it slowly and with the widest part of his tongue.

Corbin remained in that tingling state of pleasure between his wife's legs for what felt like an awfully long time. By his count he gave her three orgasms with a decent break between each where he'd kiss her thighs, run his hands over her body, and tell her how much he adored being able to go down on her after she'd been with Gavin.

"Come, darling, lie next to me," Callie said after her third orgasm.

Corbin happily did as his wife desired and she rolled onto her side and cuddled next to him. Her lips were soft as they found his neck and her fingers gentle as they ran through his chest hair, over his stomach, and between his legs to grasp his stiff cock and stroke him at an achingly slow pace.

"It seems like you adore my pussy," she whispered.

"I do."

"It also seems like you might adore it even more after I've been with another man. You certainly devoured it last week after I fooled around with Gavin in the car and tonight you probably would have spent all night between my legs."

She was right. He did feel a special sense of adoration for her pussy after she'd been with another man.

"I like that, Corbin. I like that you adore my pussy after another man has had it. It makes me think that you're serious about adoring all of me in the way I deserve to be adored."

"I am," he said while thinking of the research he'd done and the notes he'd taken on how to make her relationship with Gavin even more exciting. He wasn't going to share any of that yet, but it excited him to think about it.

"I know you'd like to cum, but I think I'm going to deny you an orgasm," Callie said. "Instead, I'd like you to sleep naked and cuddled up with me. I know that will make it more difficult to fall asleep, but while you're struggling with your desire you can think of more ways that you can adore me."

Callie rolled away from Corbin and turned the light on her nightstand off. He did the same and then rolled over and pressed his body against hers. His stiff cock slipped between her thighs and she squeezed them around it, eliciting a moan.

"Dream of me," she said softly.

Corbin knew it would be impossible to dream of anything else.