Maggie's Bunkhouse Tryst: A Hotwife Adventure by Bart Tracer

Author:Bart Tracer [Tracer, Bart]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

The bedroom was empty when I returned from the shower. Charles was nowhere to be seen. Uncharacteristically, he had made the bed and his dirty clothes, no longer lying in a heap on the floor, were apparently in the hamper. Gratitude for the blowjob? I wondered, smiling to myself.

The panties he had selected were laid out neatly on the cotton bedspread. I looked at them approvingly. He’d actually done a pretty good job. Very good, in fact! They were colorful and pretty, Brazilian-cut with lacy edges. They were also sheer, dangerously see-through, and would barely cover my cheeks.

Shrugging, I laid my damp towel on the bed, then stepped into the panties and pulled them up my long legs, shimmying to help them over my hips. I stepped to the mirror on the back of the closet door and turned back and forth. I looked good. I looked damned good! A thrill of arousal shot through me as I imagined the effect these would have on the boys. Now to find just the right dress.

Ten minutes later, after I had gone through everything in my closet, I had decided on a pretty blue sundress, a cute, flirty number with spaghetti straps that showed a vast expanse of shoulder and cleavage. I’d never really worn it before; it was short and clingy and I was always afraid it would show too much skin. But in this case, that was exactly what I wanted.

I slipped it on and zipped it up, doing another turn in front of the full-length mirror to see how I looked. I grinned and bit my lip, liking what I saw. Why hadn’t I worn this little dress more? It was dreadfully cute and sexy!

The tightness of the cotton sundress perfectly showcased my hourglass figure, my breasts threatening to spill out at any second. The hem hovered just above midthigh, showing acres and acres of leg. Even if I didn’t bend over in this outfit, I was sure to give the boys an eyeful!

Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt a sliver of hesitation. Did I really want Brad and Rick to see me like this? I smiled as soon as the thought crossed my mind. Of course, I did! I wanted that more than anything! The question was; was I ready for what came next?

There could be no doubt that flashing the boys had supercharged Charles’s and my sex life. Our lovemaking had become more frequent, more passionate, and more adventurous. Watching me flirt with them had turned my husband into a sexual dynamo.

I, too, had not been immune to the effects. Nothing makes a woman feel more attractive than a pair of young guys lusting after her! And my husband’s inclusion of them in our pillow talk had sent me through the roof. But did I want this to go further?

Charles was talking about letting them touch me. It was a naughty, exhilarating thought that filled me with dread as much as it aroused me. Once that step was taken, it couldn’t be undone.

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