Please Don't Tell My Husband!: 8 EXPLICIT HOTWIFE and CUCKOLD Short Stories by Roxie Soxoff

Author:Roxie Soxoff [Soxoff, Roxie & Soxoff, Roxie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Roxie Soxoff
Published: 2020-12-10T05:00:00+00:00

I pinched my eyebrows together as I parked along the curb. There were two cars parking in our driveway--two cars I'd never seen before, blocking my path to our garage.

Who does Ricky have over? I wondered.

I wasn't in the mood for hosting after the strenuous dance class I'd just finished. My plan was to go home, take a long bath, and then go to bed. I racked my brain and couldn't remember Ricky mentioning having anyone over, but I'd been so out of it lately that I genuinely couldn't remember if he had or not.

It was becoming increasingly difficult heading out of our house. Men would hit on me wherever I went, and I had to brush them off over and over again with an "I'm sorry, I'm married." Ricky didn't make it any easier with me needing to be on top all the time, having to constantly throw myself at him just to get him excited.

The more we aged, the more I wondered if I'd actually married a mouse. He was all about treating me to whatever I wanted, surprising me with gifts and the like, but when it came to sex, sometimes I wondered if I should just ride a stationary dildo. At least then I'd have the length and girth to satisfy me.

I grabbed my dance heels from the passenger seat and got out of the car. Laughter roared out of my house, and I strained my ear to hear, but I didn't recognize the loud laughter.

Pushing the door open, I was surprised to see Ricky sitting at the dining table with two unfamiliar men. They were both tanned with black hair; one of them towered over Ricky even as he was sitting, the other was only slightly taller than Ricky, both were built like tanks. When the door clicked shut, the laughter subsided and all heads turned my way.

I dropped my heels onto the pile of shoes by the front door. "What's going on?" I asked, smiling.

I realized then that the two strange men were the ones laughing, Ricky looked distraught.

"Jenny, come and meet Carlo and Enzo. They're clients visiting from Italy," Ricky said.

Maintaining my smile, I walked over. "Hi, I'm Jenny," I said, holding my hand out to shake theirs.

Enzo, the shorter one, stood up first, "In Italy, it is customary to kiss," he said, coming towards me and kissing each of my cheeks. He smelled clean, his face freshly shaven.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," I replied.

"Ricky, you never told us your wife is so beautiful," Carlo, the tall one, said as he stood to face me. Carlo took a step towards me and followed suit, leaning in to kiss each of my cheeks. His hand casually pressing the small of my back, as if we were a lot more acquainted with each other than we actually were. I breathed him in as I stood there, stunned. Musky. I blushed.

Carlo took his time withdrawing, his eyes sweeping over my body in approval. "The pleasure is all ours," he said in a low, husky voice.

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