My Wife His Groupie: A Hotwife Fantasy by Archer Lexi

Author:Archer, Lexi [Archer, Lexi]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-05-20T16:00:00+00:00

5: Tour Bus Tour

Lee's tour bus was pretty damn nice. And why wouldn't it be? He was probably incredibly rich. Rich enough that he had a bus all to himself. There were several others that stretched on behind his, presumably for the rest of the band.

The engine was running as he opened the door and gestured for me to follow him up. I took his hand and felt an electric charge as our bodies made contact, even if it was just the short contact of a handhold as he pulled me up through the door to the bus.

The thing was damn impressive. Like I'm talking it looked nicer than my own living room at home with a huge flat-panel TV on one wall and a bar adjacent to the TV. It was all very nice, if very narrow. I suppose that was the one design limitation of being on a bus.

"So you have this whole thing all to yourself?" I asked.

"Most of the time," Lee said. "Occasionally the driver will come back and shoot the shit with me if it's been a long drive. Sometimes one of the other guys from the band will ride with me if I'm in the mood for a game or something. And occasionally…"

He stopped and looked me up and down. His eyes running over my body felt like a lover's caress and it sent a thrill running through me just as intensely as that lover's caress would on any other occasion. I felt goose bumps rise all over my body. I felt my breathing pick up, and my nipples were straining out. There was no doubt in my mind that he could see them against the thin material of my top even through my bra. I was that turned on!

And sure enough he was staring. But just for a moment, and then his eyes were back on my own and he had a smile on his face. I'm sure part of that smile was for the show I was giving him, but I didn't give a fuck. Let him stare. His eyes on me were so fucking hot that he could eye fuck me all night long and the only thing I'd ask for was a cigarette when he was done because his gaze was that fucking intense.

"I think you know what other kind of companionship I occasionally have," he said.

Yeah, I had a damn good idea exactly what kind of companionship he had on here from time to time. Though something told me this living area wasn't where he entertained his lady guests. No, the only place that looked convenient for that sort of thing in this area was a surprisingly comfortable looking couch, but it was small enough that it would be difficult for two people to really have a good time.

I tried to sound as nonchalant, as a noncommittal as possible as I said at my next words. I still didn't want him to know that he'd already won the game.

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