Naomi always knew she was too hot for her husband, but she always stayed loyal to him. Even though she could have any man she wanted, she stayed with her husband, because that’s what a good wife does.
At least until he couldn’t get it up. It was bad enough she had to put up with his woefully inadequate package, but she wasn’t going to put up with him not even getting aroused by her perfect, tight body.
But when she tells her husband she plans to find a real man, she’s shocked at his reaction. Not only does he finally get it up, but he seems to burn with desire at the thought of a powerful man pounding her while he watches.
And when she sultrily describes her fantasy to him about screaming another man’s name, it awakens something dark inside of her. She realizes she wants to humiliate her husband. She wants to grab his ears, and make him lap up another man’s mess from between her legs.
Tonight, she’s going to find the hottest guy at the bar. And she’s going to bring him home, and make her husband watch as he pounds her long and hard. Tonight, she’s finally going to get what she wants.
Product Warning – This book contains sexually explicit scenes, which include cuckolding, humiliation, a sexy hotwife, and a lowly husband, cleaning up another man’s mess.
Naomi licked her lips, her gaze locked onto his hardening cock. After everything she had tried: lingerie, sex toys, and role-playing, this was what turned her husband on? Her talking about other men fucking her brains out? The anger coursing through her veins quickly cooled, being replaced with something far different – lust.
“You always knew I was too hot for you, didn’t you?” She uncrossed her legs, and spread them open, sitting with her back arched, and her chest thrust out. She was only wearing tiny pink panties, barely covering her shaved sex. She let her fingers trail down to her pussy, rubbing it gently through the material.
“I…. I don’t know,” Adam stuttered.
Naomi slid her hand into her panties, and let out a gasp of pleasure as her fingers found her swollen pussy lips. She stared at her husband as she fingered herself, squirming and gasping as her fingers plunged into her wet pussy. “Tell me I’m too good for you.”
Adam licked his lips. “You’re too good for me.”
She moaned, and opened her legs further apart, her high heels braced against the floor. “Kneel in front of me,” she said, letting out little whines of pleasure.
Without replying, Adam hurried over to her, and knelt between her legs.
“What a good boy,” she moaned, her fingers plunging into her pussy. The pussy walls rippled around her fingers, and she thrust them in and out, her hot juices dripping down their length. She glared at her husband as she fingered herself. Pleasure rippled through her body, and her other hand clutched at the sheets as she strummed on her clit.
God, he’s pathetic, she thought, watching her husband practically drool as she finger-fucked her pussy.
Adam reached forward, and hooked his fingers under the waist of her panties. His eyes burned with an almost feverish lust.
She pushed him back with one heel, smiling as he grimaced in pain. “You had your chance. Now you’ll only ever get to watch me get fucked by other men.”