The Unexpected Pleasures of Cheating - Part 3

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"So, what have you been doing for fun since you got here?" Shawn asked as he and Sarah worked their way through the room service breakfast they'd ordered.

"I've been to the beach a lot," Sarah replied. "It's San Diego, after all, so the weather is always beautiful and there are great beaches. The zoo is more fun than you might think, and we went to Sea World once."

"We?" Shawn asked.

Sarah tensed up just a little as she thought of Russ, who she'd gone to Sear World with. It wasn't just Sea World, either. Even before they'd started fucking they went out to dinner and explored San Diego together, mostly because they didn't know anyone else. "Russ," she answered. "He's the guy I'm working with, and to be honest, it felt a little sad to go alone."

Shawn nodded. "I can understand that. Is Russ a good guy?"

Sarah thought of how she and Russ had fooled around a little at Sea World and tried her best not to smile too much, lest she reveal that she was fucking her coworker behind her husband's back. "He is," she answered. "It's been nice to have a friend. It's made this time a little more bearable."

"I'm sure," Shawn said. "You know, I don't know what it is - maybe it's just that I haven't seen you in a month - but I swear you look more beautiful now than you ever have."

Sarah wondered if it was the sheer number of orgasms she'd had since she and Russ started fucking. After all, a woman's skin tended to look better when she was cumming more thanks to all the good hormones flowing through her body. "Well, that's very kind of you to say. And I should say that I very much enjoy how...well, ravenous you've been since you got here. Ravenous for me, I mean."

"I guess a month away left me more pent up that I thought I'd be," Shawn said. "The sex has been really good though, right? That's not just me?"

Sarah shook her head. "No, it's not just you." The sex had been great, though Shawn had no idea that Sarah's enjoyment was in part fueled by the fact that she was fucking two men at the same time, and that she found it wildly thrilling to feel her husband's tongue in her pussy not long after Russ had cum inside her. That was something she could never share with Shawn. It was something she needed to stop indulging in, and yet the mere thought of it had her turned on once more.

"So, that bikini I saw hanging in the bathroom...is that what you wear to the beach?" Shawn asked.

Sarah silently cursed herself for not stuffing the bikini - which was exceedingly skimpy - into her suitcase. She'd packed a few swimsuits from home because she'd planned on swimming - it was San Diego, after all - but the bikini hanging in the bathroom was a new purchase. She'd bought it because she wanted to look good for Russ when they went to the beach. "I've worn it a few times," she answered.

"Is it a thong?" he asked.

Sarah studied his face for some sense of suspicion, but she found none. She nodded in answer to his question and watched his lips curl into a smile.

"Is there any chance you'd wear it for me?" Shawn asked.

"Of course," she replied.

He looked gleeful. "I have to say, I never thought you'd be into a swimsuit like that. It's not like you're conservative about your body, or anything, but a thong bikini seems so far outside your comfort zone. I guess I just needed to take you on a long vacation to San Diego."

Sarah laughed. "You know, there might be something to that. The women down here tend to be a lot less uptight about showing skin." Sarah had noticed that to a certain degree, though she was also trying to offer up a plausible explanation as to why she now owned a far skimpier bikini than any she'd ever considered wearing.

"Well, with any luck you'll bring some of that confidence in your body home with you when you're done here," Shawn said. "I certainly wouldn't complain about that."

Sarah drank the last of her orange juice, set the empty glass on the table, and said, "Maybe I will."

Shawn scooted his chair away from the table, bent forward, and gently lifted Sarah's feet up until they rested on his legs. He took one in his hands and offered a slow massage that sent waves of relaxation through her body and put a smile on her face.

"Do guys stare?" Shawn asked.

"Stare at what?" she replied.

Shawn chuckled. "At you, Sarah. Do they stare when you go to the beach in that bikini? I mean, the thong, the skimpy top...you're showing off your beautiful body in that thing. So, I couldn't help but wonder if you get lots of guys staring at you."

There was something in the way Shawn asked the question - and the look in his eyes as he asked it - that made Sarah wonder if he liked the idea of guys staring at her. She couldn't help but want to explore that possibility, so she told the truth. "Yes, guys look at me. Some of them stare. It seems like they can't help themselves, but I guess I can't blame them."

"Really?" Shawn asked with just a hint of excitement in his voice.

Sarah smiled and let her foot - the one Shawn wasn't rubbing - slide between his legs. She did nothing more with it. She just brought it a little closer to his cock to tease him with the notion of a bit of naughty fun. "Well, be honest, you'd look if a woman walked by you in a thong bikini, wouldn't you? I mean, I'm not sure I'd blame you even if I was sitting right next to you. After all, a woman in a thong is either looking for a very even tan or she likes the idea of a little bit of attention at the beach."

"Is that what you're looking for?" Shawn asked. "Attention, I mean?"

The answer was a resounding 'yes,' but Sarah was looking for attention from one man in particular when she wore that skimpy bikini to the beach. She'd bought it for Russ and she always wore it for him. It turned him on, too. It worked like a charm. He couldn't keep his hands off her when she wore it, and she didn't mind letting him touch her at the beach because the odds of being seen by someone they knew seemed like a million to one.

Given how excited Shawn still looked, Sarah figured that a version of the truth was the right answer. "I hope it's not terrible of me to say that I do kind of like the attention. It makes me feel attractive...and sexy, and I like feeling that way." She pressed her foot a little closer to his cock and rubbed his thigh with her toes. "Does it bother you that I bought that skimpy little bikini, Shawn? That I wear it to the beach? That I enjoy that men stare at me in it?"

Shawn shook his head, but he didn't say a word. Sarah looked between his legs to see that a bulge had formed in his underwear. Sarah pushed her toes forward and they brushed against his cock, eliciting a quiet moan that Shawn seemed eager to repress.

"Do you want to go to the beach today?" Sarah asked.

"I'd like that," he replied.

Sarah rubbed his cock a little faster with her toes. "Do you want me to wear that skimpy bikini?"

He nodded.

"Are you sure? Because men will still stare. They won't care that I'm with my husband." They still stared when Sarah went to the beach with Russ. "They'll still stare at my ass. They'll still stare at my tits. And who knows what they'll be thinking as they stare at me."

"I want you to wear the bikini," Shawn said.

Sarah offered a more vigorous kind of pleasure with her foot and Shawn responded with a moan that he made no effort to disguise. It put a smile on her face. She liked making her husband feel good. "Would you like to see me in the bikini? Would you like to see what all those men have been staring at for the past few weeks?"

"Yes, please," Shawn said.

Sarah pulled her feet from his lap, stood up, and untied the robe she'd put on after they'd fucked that morning. It fell to the floor, revealing her naked body underneath. Shawn looked up at her with lusty wonder in his eyes and Sarah stepped closer, bent over, and kissed her husband. She let her lips linger against his. She offered just a hint of tongue and reached down to stroke his cock, making him moan as she did so. "I'll be right back," she whispered.

Sarah stepped into the bathroom, grabbed the bikini from the hook it had been drying on, and stepped into the bottoms. She pulled them up her legs and turned around to make sure her ass looked good. She smiled at the sight of it. It really was a great bikini. She put on the skimpy top - which offered support while covering a little more than half of each breast - and surveyed her body from every angle in the mirror.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

"Yes," Shawn called out from the room.

Sarah stepped out of the bathroom and put her hands on her hips. Shawn's eyes went wide and she wondered if he was simply in awe of how good she looked or if he was imagining her wearing the bikini in public. She walked slowly towards her husband. She made sure to swing her hips generously as she approached him, and then she stopped a few steps from where he sat.

"How do I look?" she asked.

"It's an incredible bikini," he replied, echoing her thoughts.

Sarah smiled and slowly turned around, showing off the thong, which was the original reason she'd bought the swimsuit. She loved the idea of wearing it for Russ, of him being able to stare at her ass as they hung out at the beach. It worked, too, as he always got so turned on that he couldn't help but fuck her with wild abandon once they got back to the hotel.

"Do you like this view?" Sarah asked as she looked over her shoulder.

Shawn nodded and stared at her ass. He was a little too far away to reach out and touch her, though he almost certainly would have if he'd been close enough.

"Is it too much?" she asked. "Am I revealing too much when I wear this to the beach? Am I letting all those other men see too much of my body? Should a married woman wear something like this?"

"It's not too much," Shawn answered. "Sarah...fuck, you look so good."

"Is that why your dick is so hard?" she asked.

Shawn looked down at his crotch, smiled, and nodded. "I don't...I don't know, there's just something about you in that bikini...and thinking of you on the beach with all those...well, with people staring at you...wanting you. Fuck, is that fucked up?"

"Who cares," Sarah replied.

Shawn smiled. "I don't, and I guess you don't."

"Do you want to go to the beach?" she asked. "Do you want to see guys staring at your wife?"

Shawn nodded. He still seemed a little nervous about expressing that particular kind of desire, but he nodded.

"What about that?" Sarah asked as she pointed between Shawn's legs. "What should we do about that?"

Shawn stood, stepped towards her, and picked Sarah up. She wrapped her legs around him as he set her in the bed. They kissed while his fingers slipped inside her bikini top and played with her tits. When he gently tugged on one of her nipples she moaned into his mouth as a surge of lust worked its way through her body.

Shawn reached down to pull aside her bikini bottoms and free his cock, but Sarah had another plan. She rolled her husband onto his back and sat across his chest. She pulled the thong aside and exposed her pussy. She rubbed it over his chest, spreading her wetness - and the last remnants of the cum he'd left inside her when they'd fucked a few hours ago - and smiled. "I want you to eat my pussy," she said. "In fact, I want to sit on your face. I really want to sit on your face."

Sarah slid forward and dropped her pussy onto Shawn's face. She thought he might resist because he'd cum inside her not that long ago, but he didn't. Not even a little. Instead, he moaned and pushed his tongue inside her. He grabbed her ass and squeezed it while she moved her hips back and forth, riding his face while he probed her beautiful pussy with his eager tongue.

It wasn't quite as hot as when Shawn unknowingly licked Russ's cum from her pussy, but she still found it remarkably arousing to feel her husband's tongue inside her so soon after she'd been fucked. Sarah wanted more. She wanted to pursue that pleasure as far as she could. "Can you taste yourself?" she asked in a lust-filled voice. "Can you taste yourself in my pussy, Shawn?"

His eyes went wide. He nodded as best as he could beneath her. Sarah wasn't sure if he could actually taste his cum or if he was just playing along, but it filled her body with pleasure. She reached up to play with her tits. She squeezed them hard and moaned while riding Shawn's face. She could have been sitting on his cock. She could have been working him towards another orgasm, but she'd already decided he wouldn't be fucking her again until after the beach because it just seemed more fun to have him so full of desire while she strutted around the sand in a thong.

"Shawn, fuck, I'm cumming!" Sarah cried out. Her thighs trembled on either side of her husband's face and she threw her head back and unleashed a wild scream.

Only when she'd finished cumming did Sarah drag her pussy off Shawn's face and onto his chest. She smiled at the joyful look on his face and then reached down to run her fingers through his hair.

"Thank you for the orgasm," she said.

Shawn nodded. "You're welcome. That was...that was really hot, actually. Kind of crazy and kinky, but really hot."

"I was thinking it might be fun if you didn't get to cum," she said. It was not a sentence Sarah ever thought she'd utter, and yet it felt perfectly natural rolling off her lips. "I was thinking you might enjoy our trip to the beach more if you're still all turned on."

"You might be right about that," he said. "And I suppose the only way to find out is to try."

Sarah smiled. "I promise, I'll make it fun." She wasn't yet entirely sure how she was going to do that, but for some reason Sarah felt a strong desire to have fun with her husband's newfound desire for other men to admire her body.

"Shall we go, then?" Shawn asked.

Sarah looked over her shoulder and said, "Well, we should probably wait for your boner to go away, but why don't you go ahead and changed into your swimsuit. Maybe you can lotion me up while we wait."

"I'm pretty sure that won't help the boner go down, but I'll lotion you up," he replied.

Sarah wasn't entirely sure why she felt such a desire to heighten Shawn's sexual pleasure - though she wondered if it was because she felt guilty about cheating on him and she wanted to make sure he had a memorable weekend - but she was damn sure going to make his time in San Diego fun, and he'd revealed the perfect way to have fun with him, so Sarah was going to pursue it wholeheartedly.