Husbands who let their wives pretend to be single again: 5 previously published shorts stories about the first-tme cuckold and hotwife experience by JL Sanders

Author:JL Sanders [Sanders, JL]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: PMI
Published: 2022-11-13T00:00:00+00:00

My husband lets me have a weekend boyfriend

Cal was being rough with me. I don’t mind a little kidding around from time to time, but he was tickling me, teasing me, grabbing me, and holding me down. He even bit me!

“Manny!” I shouted to my husband who was in our bedroom in the two-bedroom hotel suite. “Tell your friend to cut it out!” I squealed.

It was hard to talk — it was hard to breathe! — because I was huffing and puffing so much and he laid his whole body on top of mine. I was also laughing too much too because he wouldn’t stop tickling my exposed sides.

“Tell your wife to stop trying to give me a boner!” Cal shouted out to my husband.

As if I was trying!

“Oh my god!” I cried out and I dropped my jaw looking up at him with exasperation. “I am not doing that!” I called out to my husband, and I dug my fingernails into the skin of his wrists and warned him to shut up with my eyes bulging and my lips tight. I stretched my head back and looked up behind me upside down over the floor to our bedroom door.

Manny just stood in the doorway calmly tying his tie and barely bothering to notice what his friend was doing to his wife all over the floor of the main room of the suite.

“You go ahead, me and Piper are gonna hang back and make out,” Cal said to my husband and he chuckled.

“In your dreams,” I grunted, and I pushed my hips up hard under him. But he pushed down on mine equally hard. It was exhausting fighting him! Plus, it was embarrassing the way our groins were mashing against one another right in front of my husband.

We had a dinner to get to — the whole weekend was his and Cal’s company meetings. Their boss liked to treat the senior staff and their SOs - if they had them — to resort towns, nice hotels, and something of a spa retreat to make the meetings slightly more palatable. I didn’t mind one bit. Manny and me booked a two bedroom suite with his friend Cal because Cal, as usual, didn’t have anyone to bring.

“If Cal says you’re giving him a boner,” my husband said with feigned disinterest as he turned around, “then you’re giving him a boner. And it t’ain’t right,” he said, and he went back into our bedroom. “No good wife,” we both heard him mumble loud enough from inside and we both chuckled.

“Oh my god!” I shrieked again at Cal and I punched his shoulders and back. He moved around and was sitting on me backward, holding my hips down under his ass and my legs down with his hands on my thighs. “Get off me, you pig!” I cried out, but I half-laughed too.

“Oh yeah!” he groaned. “Lower . . . harder. . . “ he said as I punched away.

“I have to get dressed!” I shouted in a whine.

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