A Hotwife's Holiday Studs by C. B. Alice

Author:C. B. Alice [Alice, C. B.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2022-12-06T00:00:00+00:00

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Lighting bathes down on me in a soft, flattering glow, no doubt deliberately staged for all the times Doctor Derek has done this before, but I don’t mind. Again, it’s flattering.

I know it’s flattering because I’m facing the glass as he undresses me, taking time to rub his hands all over me, squeezing my breasts and delving into my slit before removing the garments covering them, but my form-fitting shirt is hiked up, my slacks unbuttoned and sagging at the hips. Just covered enough for a deliberate sex act to dodge adult filters. Doctor Derek grinds against me, letting me feel his hard length at my back as he kisses the shoulder he’s pushed the collar away from, occasionally looking up and nodding in approval at the show we’re giving Cyril.

The show we’re giving ourselves, as well. With that perfectly staged light, the glass I’m facing functions as a mirror. I can see every inch of my body from my face, already flushed with arousal, to my toes peeking out from my high heels. Doctor Derek is mostly hidden behind me, but his lightly-tousled hair, blazing green eyes, and wicked smirk are pure sex. I can’t see anything beyond the glass.

This whole exhibitionist-slash-voyeur thing has never interested me before — and it’s not like I haven’t had plenty of opportunities to explore it at those New Year’s parties — but yeah, this is actually making me wetter knowing that Cyril is lurking out there, watching us. I wish I knew what he was doing, what the expression is on his face, if he’s aroused too, but honestly? The speculation might be hotter than actually seeing it.

“You like this, don’t you, my little breeder,” Doctor Derek purrs in my ear, and I moan. I actually moan. “Mmm, your man likes this, too. I bet he’d watch you masturbate every time if you let him, wouldn’t he, but you won’t because that’s your personal time to get off.”

“He’s a-a good lover,” I stutter.

“Yes, I bet he is. But I’m not wrong, am I? You’ve never invited him to watch what you do on your own. Oh, you’ll play with yourself during foreplay, but those moments when it’s just you in bed, or when you’re in the bathtub, when you’re reading a book and it turns you on, do you let him watch?”

I shake my head. “I-I’ve never thought to. It’s not because I don’t—”

“I know. I get it. You’re sweet and he’s sweet, and neither of you have ever done anything like this. You like to be spanked and he loves when you shove a finger in his ass, makes him come so deep in your pussy, but—”

“How do you know all that? That wasn’t in the survey.”

“Sam, I’ve done this so many times that I should have lost count long ago. After impregnated a hundred or so women, I got pretty intuitive about it.” He says it with a wink that I’m not sure how to read, except holy crap he has hundreds of babies running around out there.

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