A Halloween Hotwife: Parts 1 - 5 by Katt Ford

A Halloween Hotwife: Parts 1 - 5 by Katt Ford

Author:Katt Ford
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2017-10-28T04:00:00+00:00


A Cuckold In Costume

“Oh my God. Who is that?”

“Him? He’s, like, a friend of a friend of Danny’s. I know, right?”

“He is stupid hot! Look at those arms!”

His eyes on the floor, Matthew bristled. He didn’t know what was worse, being the humiliated center of a whirlwind of giggling female attention, or having to stand by in silence like an unwanted object while they talked as though he wasn’t even there. And while the girls cackled about the physical attributes of another man, Matthew’s cock twitched uselessly in its cage, unwanted and ignored even by his wife, let alone her friends.

It wouldn’t be accurate to say that he was getting used to the laughter and the jeers. Every time he met a new person, or group of people, he was forced to endure their hilarity, or else their mockery. But it was becoming familiar, at least. From time to time, he raised his eyes from the floor to scan the room for signs of his wife. He saw her here and there, her black latex catsuit shining like a dark star and drawing his eye as though by magic. Once or twice, she caught his eye across the room and smiled encouragingly at him. He tried to smile back. But for the moment, he had lost sight of Emma. He would never have guessed, at the start of the night as she convinced him to dress up like a sexy maid, that he would long to be on the end of a leash that his wife held, in public. But it was better to be Emma[G30]’s slave than Sonya’s.[G31]

“Do you think he’s single?”

“Does it matter? You’re not.”

“Yeah, I know, but…look at him!”

“I heard Joy slept with him.”

“Really?”

“That’s what I heard.”

“And?”

The girls exploded in laughter as Sonya held her hands almost a foot apart. Matthew’s leash dangled from her hand, forming a lopsided silver U between her and him. Besides Sonya, there was Kelly, a chubby brunette with bright blue eyes, and Pam, a slender bottle blonde. Neither of the women were especially attractive to Matthew. Sonya was far better looking than either of them, and Emma was head and shoulder above the lot. But in his hyper-aroused state, it hardly mattered. Everything around him dripped with sex. His cock throbbed jealously in the tight confines of its prison as he listened to the girls talking so brazenly, their lips lubricated by drink. Sex. Everywhere he turned, he was reminded of sex, the sex that everyone but him seemed to either be having, or about to have. It was like high school all over again. Except in high school, he hadn’t been married to a beautiful and demanding mistress.

“God, I could use a little something-something,” said Kelly, while Matthew furiously tried to pretend he couldn’t hear her. “It’s been a while.”

“Just be glad you’re not this little bitch.” Matthew stumbled slightly as Sonya yanked on his chain, the frilly skirt of his maid’s uniform swishing around his stocking-clad thighs. He could only imagine where his wife had found high heels to fit his man-sized feet.



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