Hotwife Tasks Novels & Stories

Silence will only wwiden the wall between us until there’s nothing left to hold on to. Asher has been out of the country for the last few days, burying himself in work, keeping his emotions and responsibilities neatly separated. It’s his way of surviving. I respect him for that, maybe even envy him. For the first time in a month, I tried to do something normal. I tried to clean the house. Not because it needed it, though it did, but because I needed the distraction. I started in the kitchen, scrubbing counters that were already spotless. Then the restrooms. Then one room, then another. I cleaned until my arms ached and my fingers felt numb.

My name was Chandler Poe. I worked at a small company run by a married couple. The boss's wife, Irene Peters, sat right next to me. Every day, she showed up in tight pencil skirts, her long legs impossible to ignore. The worst part was that she loved slipping off her heels. She would just stretch out her soft, stockinged feet and sway them in front of me. I was a young guy. There was only so much I could take. Today, I finally cracked and rushed into the restroom to deal with it.

“Watch your tone, woman. Learn how to respect your husband while you talk to him.” “What about the husband doing what he’s supposed to do then?” Natalia retorts. Noah starts to laugh, clapping his hands. “Women. All the same.” He stands up and begins to pace around. “I married you, gave you a home, a proper home, not an orphanage. I feed you, I get you the best things to wear and take you out to the best places to see the best things. We have regular intercourse. And you’re telling me to do what I’m supposed to do? As if I’m not doing it already?” He seethes.

He doesn’t even spare me a glance. “Lena is not a slave, and I need her to…” “Go” he cuts me off. “The woman would not be leaving.” “But…” “That’s final. Now leave Maria.” Walter roars with laughter along with the scantily dressed women perched on his laps. “Dear me! I’ve heard about the way you discipline the women in your household, but I didn’t think it extended to even your wife.” Cheeks burning in humiliation, I hurry out of the room with Walter’s maid before Sebastain can say something worse.

she repeated the question she always asked. According to her, a wife's duties were only three: first, to serve her husband in bed, second, to give birth and raise children, and third, to be a housewife. I hung up the phone and didn't want to answer anymore. "Who was it?" Eddie asked, looking concerned. I just shook my head. I didn't want to explain this to Eddie right now.

Zack explained, "But I believe that those things like house chores are women's job In the house, though, my wife can't do house chores because there will be house workers In my house," Tolu said, "I want to tell you something, your wife Is not your slave or maid, no matter how young she might be, she's your companion," Zack said, and he entered Into the kitchen and took three glasses cup, and walked to the dining table, while Tolu carried the food and placed the plates on the dining table,

Master inquired about the extent of Whore's training this far. "Mostly just working on her cunt licking skills, Master." "In fact," Bill said. "She should be practicing her skills again. Whore, please start licking cunts again. Start with my wife and since she needs to catch up with the others, give her four orgasms, then two apiece for the others."

"Not that I don't want you to do that. I just really can't believe that a lazy brat, Ava Whitlock, is doing her wife's duty." "Gosh, I'm just doing this, for the sake of our families and to my company as well. I don't want you to think that I'm useless in your life. So just let me do what I'm doing. Besides, I don't have a choice. We don't have a maid. So, no one else will do the household chores but me, right?" "Okay. At least I won't have too much trouble explaining to you. Good thing that you already know what those responsibilities are inside and outside the house. So, does-"

she irritably replied. She smiled as he left her alone, but after a few seconds, he returned with a brown envelope in his hand, encouraging her, "let's speak about the house rules." Bella sits appropriately on the couch and stares him in the eyes, “what do you mean?” she inquires. He grins and says, "As my wife, you should handle all the housekeeping tasks including cleaning, laundry, cooking, and everything else you notice that contains filth."

I have been working on creating a hot wife website to make lots of money from p**n. I also have two beautiful sisters, Myra and Cameron. Myra just turned twenty and Cameron is eighteen and will graduate high school this year. Myra is in college. She has developed into a very voluptuous young woman and Cameron is quickly getting there. Myra is more outgoing than Cameron. When Myra is home, I lustfully look at her and think whoever is fucking my sister is damn lucky. I know I shouldn't think this way, but I know I would bang Myra if I had the chance. Cameron is more the inward type but very developing into a beautiful woman. She won't go out dressed like this but at home she wears tight short