検索キーワード： 著者 "Lena White" すべてのカテゴリー

After ten years together I thought I knew my husband. I was wrong. Out of the blue, he surprised the hell out of me one night. He wanted me to open myself up to possibilities I never knew existed, not for a married woman. He explained about another lifestyle, another way of being married, another way of enjoying sex. Hotwife. He told me what he wanted, but he asked me what I would consider. We talked about so many things—how to start, what would change, and most importantly, what wouldn’t change.

At long last, I finally chose to take control. It was my husband’s idea to shake up our marriage so many months ago. He introduced me to a world I never knew existed. He pushed me to do things I still can’t believe I did. All because he needed to gratify his desire.

My life is spinning out of control. In just a few short months, I’ve gone from being a somewhat prim and proper wife and schoolteacher to something I didn’t know existed a year ago. A hotwife. I resisted at first, but now I’m committed. And I’m loving it. At my husband’s suggestion, I began seeing other men. I loved the attention at first. Then I discovered my husband had more than a desire to have me see other men.

After ten years together I thought I knew my husband. I was wrong. Out of the blue, he surprised the hell out of me one night. He wanted me to open myself up to possibilities I never knew existed, not for a married woman. He explained about another lifestyle, another way of being married, another way of enjoying sex. Hotwife. He told me what he wanted, but he asked me what I would consider. We talked about so many things - how to start, what would change, and most importantly, what wouldn’t change. If I wanted it.

It was supposed to be a day-trip, a fun and enlightening lark with friends from high school. But Grace’s world was shattered when she was pressed into the New Confederacy’s centuries-old system of human bondage. Now she finds herself being prepared to be auctioned to the highest bidder. For what purposes, she can only guess. None of them good.

Part 1 - What is happening at the Penthouse Hotel? When Emily's husband suggested they visit the Hotel to find out, neither of them realize their life together was about to change. Their introduction to high-end prostitution, cuckolding, interracial relationships, and domination would be overwhelming, irresistible, and erotically intoxicating.

“I need to feel used again,” my sensual wife said to me. Madison was my secretary until I married her last year. From the day I hired her I found her irresistible, and she knew it. I suspected she was a golddigger, but I have plenty of gold, so why not? What I didn’t know was how dirty she was willing to get while digging. Until she showed me and blew me away. Which changed everything.

I met my future husband over Words with Friends back when that was a thing. What I didn’t realize was that he lived almost 5000 miles away from my home in London. But when we finally met in person after a 3-year long-distance friendship. It wasn’t quite love at first sight, but close. So I moved to Houston and married him.

Emily continues her journey into the world of domination when she travels to the Penthouse Hotel in Atlanta, the city where everything started. She is subjected to a month of training and discipline that is meant to subjugate her. With her body ravaged and her will almost broken, she finds her sense of self changed forever as she discovers a depth of resolve she never knew she had.

As Emilia reveals and then embraces her dark side, I’m astonished. The woman I thought I knew has been hiding her true self. Now that her secret is out, we’re at a crossroads. I need to know if we’ll be changed or destroyed. Not that I can do anything about it. As always, I’m just along for the ride.

“You just make it known that you’re open to a little familiarity,” my boss told me when he hired me. Looking back, I realize that’s where all this started. I was the bait, the lure, the unattainable prize. Until I wasn’t so unattainable after all. From there, it was a direct descent to where I am now. A married woman, a hotwife, an escort. It’s a journey I’m still on. And loving every minute of it.

To say that DeAndre surprised Victoria and me is an understatement. Not just in what he was but who he was shocked us. What he wanted from Victoria left me appalled. That she gave it to him left me, well… Stunned.

Now that we’ve taken that first giant leap into the hotwife lifestyle, I feel like things are already spinning out of control. We’ve only had one bull in our bedroom so far. But Victoria is already enamored with him. Just like, of course, he is with her. What could go wrong?

I hit the lotto after my divorce when I met and then married Victoria. She was everything my ex-wife was not and then some. So after two years of true bliss I made a deal with her. My dream in exchange for hers. She took the deal. Did she ever.

When Chad introduced me to Frank, I was unaware of how much my life might transform. If I desired that change. Yet, I find myself unsure about my aspirations. All I know is that I must decide between these two very different men.

After my MAGA Night, I knew I was a changed woman, at least for now. The problem was, and it was a big one, Chad knew it, too. Even worse, I didn’t care, heaven help me. He knew that soon enough as well.

My wife Sloane is trying to motivate me. I know she means well but I wish she'd stop. Or try something a little more conventional. But conventional is not what she does. Never has, never will. For better and for worse. Until death do us part.

When Marqel, my bull, invited me to dinner to meet his business partner, I wondered what he wasn’t telling me. Marqel is big in the financial industry here in Charlotte and I couldn’t imagine his motivation. But once I met Calvin, his partner, I didn’t care. As the saying goes, that man can have his way with me. Little did I know how prophetic those words would turn out to be.

When my first bull lost me to another bull, I was fine with it. I needed a change. But the unintended consequences of that change were big. Really big. My husband refused to go along with the change. Now I’m trying to get him back to where I need him to be. All while adjusting to my new bull’s demands. Demands I never saw coming. Demands that rock my world.

I can’t say for sure that I adopted my rescue dog so I had an excuse to see Bettie at the dog park again. But if I’m being honest with you, or myself, that was definitely part of the reason I did. So when I ran into her after just a week of trekking uptown to our old haunt with my new mutt, I was thrilled to see her again. Even better, she seemed happy to see me, too.