It’s crazy but yes.

“Umm, yes, I think I do. Would you be alright with that?” she asked.

George laughed, “If my intense orgasm was not an indicator, yes. Though the question is how far?” he asked.

“How far?” Abbey asked, feeling excited at the thought of dating again.

George smiled, “Yeah, do you want him to date you, fuck you. Do you want him to paint you?” he asked.

Abbey shuddered, “Do you mean paint me like that other woman?”

George smiled, “The thought had crossed my mind.”

“George!” she exclaimed. “You are talking about not just letting your wife date another man but fuck him and potentially fall pregnant to him.”

George pulled her close, “I think the term is knock you up,” he said.

Abbey moaned at the connotation, “I think we should discuss this more.”

“Which part?” George asked before kissing her, “The whole fucking thing? The dating thing? You getting knocked up by him? Or you being painted by him?”

“You really want it in that order?” she asked him.

George smiled, “We’ve been playing with this fantasy for some time now, and now our neighbour moves in next door and has already fulfilled that fantasy for another couple. It’s fate.”

Abbey rolled her eyes, “Fate is letting your wife get knocked up by the neighbour?” she asked.

George shrugged, “I don’t control fate, it just presents itself, and you know what they say?”

“When fate’s cock comes knocking at your cervix, you better open up and invite him to cum in?” she quipped.

George laughed. “Think on it. I know this fantasy turns you on as much as it does me, but if you want to take it slowly or stop at any point, that’s fine too. If you just want to try making out with him, I think that would be so hot.”

“Alright, I will think about it,” Abbey said. She watched George’s cock thicken again, “I’m not promising anything, so don’t get too excited.”