Becoming A Hotwife Stories の小説・ストーリー

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Genna is my favorite slut, I call her and she comes, her calling me wasn't part of the agreement. "What do you want?" I asked getting angry already "So it's true?" She said "What's true?" I asked "Oh please don't deny it. It's true that you and that bimbo are dating huh. You guys are just pretending to hate each other. Let me make this crystal clear, you are my man and always will be. No stupid bitch can come between us and if they want to" she paused then continued, "I'll remove them from the picture" "I don't get…" She ended the call before I could finish speaking. "Who the hell does she think she is?" I scoffed. To be continued

In any case the paparazzi may be anywhere ready for a hot gossip of the hot lovers. He kissed her lips softly and whispered in her ears” Don’t overthink things, just focus on being a good wife to me. May be I will change my mind if you convince me. As for now things will remain the same as before. I am not Heartless and I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to care for you.” “Besides I also need you in my bed and that is the only thing I am interested in right now. I need you to be well and energized so that the results will be good. I don’t like a weak woman in my bed, okay”

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Then she pointed her finger on me. “He told that he only love one woman in his entire life. And he has no plan on looking at other girls. It will always be her future wife which is you Mara!” “He told you that I am her future wife?” I asked a bit shocked. “Yes! I already know who will be your husband even if you don’t tell me. Since it was you whom he like, I decided to give him up. And I just prepared buckets and tissues for Alex.” Yelle and I laugh so hard. While Alex glared at us.

I was to be a nanny for the daughter of one of the most eligible hot and wealthy single fathers in the country. Richard. I didn't care about his status or harbor any dirty thoughts like the other ladies who just wanted the golden opportunity so as to seduce Richard and be the madam of the wealthy household. I only applied for the job because I needed money to sort out bills on college and the salary stated was high. More than enough for me to get by with and I was happy with my job. I had begun the life of a nanny and was happy working there, even though my boss was not very verbal.

The way the wife's fingers moved, slipping inside herself, making wet sounds that filled the silent room. "Don't make me ask again." The maid took a step forward. Then another. Her legs felt like lead. Her mouth was dry. The wife's hand moved faster, her hips beginning to rock against her palm. "That's it. Closer." The maid reached the edge of the bed. The wife looked up at her, eyes dark with lust, lips parted. "Undress," the wife commanded. "And then I want you to lick my cunt until I come. If you do it well, I'll delete the photo. If you don't..." She smiled. "Well, I think you understand."

“Actually… I have an idea.” Emily looked at her, exhausted but listening. “You’re a designer, Madam. You once told me every dress you create tells a story. So why not tell one here?” Emily frowned, but something stirred a small spark. Lila leaned in, excitement building despite the tension. “Forget Claire’s script. Forget the trap. Craft your own narrative. Talk about how you met Mr. Ethan. Make it real. Make it beautiful and emotional. Take control of the interview and own it completely.”

*Next Collection* **Story Synopsis** Nineteen-year-old Lisa discovers her married neighbor’s hungry eyes on her through the open bedroom window each sweltering summer night. Instead of hiding, she lets the forbidden thrill pull her deeper into a silent, shadowy game of temptation. What begins as distant stares slowly spirals into something far more dangerous—until one night the line between watching and touching finally breaks ***** Lisa's Pov ... I’d just gotten home from a late shift at the campus coffee shop, my tank top clinging to my sweaty skin and my tiny denim shorts riding up my ass like a second skin.