Cheating Housewives Knocked Up: The Complete Anthology

By Natalia Darque

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The five titles included in this anthology are:

Cheating Housewives Knocked Up!: Weekend at the Spa
Cheating Housewives Knocked Up!: Night on the Town
Cheating Housewives Knocked Up!: The Sperm Donor
Cheating Housewives Knocked Up!: Rent Money Slut
Cheating Housewives Knocked Up!: Bred by the Cops

• Language: English
• Publisher: Darque of Night Publishing
• Release date: May 9, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476052540

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Cheating Housewives: Knocked Up!

The Complete Anthology

By Natalia Darque

Published by Natalia Darque at Smashwords

Copyright 2012 Natalia Darque

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Table of Contents

Cheating Housewives Knocked Up!: Weekend At The Spa

Cheating Housewives Knocked Up!: Night On The Town

Cheating Housewives Knocked Up!: The Sperm Donor

Cheating Housewives Knocked Up!: Rent Money Slut

Cheating Housewives Knocked Up!: Bred By The Cops

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Cheating Housewives: Knocked Up

Weekend at the Spa

Published by Natalia Darque

Copyright 2011 Natalia Darque

Dallas, Texas

Jazzmyn Dubois fumed.

Rick, her husband was going out of town again on business. He literally flew into town for one night, and began packing his suitcase to leave again. In his usual haste, he came through town just long enough to get a home-cooked meal and give her a quick fuck. As usual, he didn’t worry about whether she climaxed or not. He just didn’t have the time or the inclination to worry about it. She couldn’t remember the last time she had had an orgasm.

She had long expected, but couldn’t prove, that Rick got his sexual gratification on his road trips, with strange women in every town. It’s not like he wanted to sleep with her when he came home. They had been trying to have a baby for years, and couldn’t seem to get the deal done. They were on the verge of going to fertility specialists to find out if there was a problem.

She awoke the next morning to find Rick gone. He had taken a cab to the airport so he wouldn’t disturb her. At least he was considerate in that regard.

But this latest business trip made her realize how much she missed the old Rick and Jazzy. They used to be the hot, sexy couple. They had an active social life, hung out with other hot couples, and had an incredible sex life.

Then Rick got his new job. Everything went to hell. So consumed was he with his career that he quit caring about her at all. Sex was now down to just happening on the nights he returned from his frequent trips. It lasted just long enough for him to cum, always in the same boring position, and never any variety. Ho-hum…

Jazzmyn evaluated herself in the mirror. At 35, she still had a great body. Workouts at the gym every other day kept her in great shape, and the fact that Rick was never able to get her pregnant meant that she still had most of her college body. Rick’s ample supply of money had given her the chance to get implants which gave her an impressive and firm DD-cup rack. Her large breasts were perched on top of a body that her workouts kept in good athletic form. She shamelessly admired her nice ass and washboard abs.

What was wrong with her that Rick didn’t find attractive?

Later that day, Jazzmyn met her friend Beth for lunch. Beth was wild and uninhibited compared to her. Still single, Beth regaled her with tales of her wild sex life every time they met. Beth’s tales, told in vivid detail, were the closest thing Jazzmyn had to a sex life it seemed.

While they waited for their food to arrive, Beth went on at great length about her latest conquest. She had picked up a 23-year old college athlete at a bar and easily got him back to her place. Beth went on and on about her boy toy, about the size of his cock, about the numerous positions that she got fucked in, how many times he had made her cum, and how insatiable this college boy was.

Jazzmyn sat listening as best she could, but her mind wandered. A sad look must have come over her, because Beth came up for air, (a very rare occurrence) and asked, What’s wrong, Jazzy? Am I boring you?

Jazzmyn realized that Beth was the only one that had ever called her Jazzy. She also realized that she liked it as a nickname:

Oh no, it’s not that, Jazzy replied.

Well what then? asked Beth.

Oh, I don’t know, Jazzy went on. It’s hard to listen to you talk about your sex life sometimes. Mine has gotten so bad that I almost can’t stand it anymore.

Beth asked, I’m sorry for being self-absorbed. Tell me what’s going on?

Jazzy started dishing the details, about how rotten things had gotten in the bedroom between her and Rick. She told about how boring and perfunctory their sex life had become, how Rick was inattentive to her needs, and how now they just had a quick Wham-Bam-Thank You Ma’am whenever he came into town, which wasn’t very often.

Beth reached across the table and sympathetically took her hand.

Jazzy, I’m so sorry. If I had known it was this way with you, I never would have gone on about me like I’ve been doing, said Beth.

But I know exactly what you need, Beth continued. What are your plans this weekend?

Nothing, really. Did you have something in mind? Jazzy asked.

I’m going to a spa for the weekend to get pampered. Want to come? It’ll be my treat! Beth offered.

Sure, I guess so. I don’t have anything better to do, and Rick is out of town for two weeks, Jazzy said.

Jazzy thought back to one of Beth’s stories from several months ago. She had gone to a spa for the weekend, and ended up having wild and raucous sex with the masseur who came to her room for a private massage. She had provided extensive details about her encounter that had left Jazzy wet and horny.

Is this the spa where you slept with the masseur? Jazzy asked.

Beth smiled and then gave Jazzy a conspiratorial wink. Oh, it could be. That’s for me to know, and you to find out.

Later that Weekend, Mountain Villa Resort and Spa

Jazzy and Beth arrived at the spa just before lunch on Friday. Their plan was to spend a three-day weekend at the resort, taking in healthy foods, a few drinks, and basically getting spoiled. Beth had made all the arrangements, but was being very closed-mouthed about what she had planned. She kept telling Jazzy that it was a surprise, and refused to indulge any details.

As they finished their lunch, Beth asked Jazzy if she was ready to get started being indulged.

Sure, Jazzy said. What’s first on the agenda?

Well, I thought that you could use a really good massage to get you relaxed, Beth said. I scheduled you a private massage with Burke. He is VERY good.

Jazzy’s eyebrows shot up. She wondered if Burke was the masseur that Beth had screwed on her last visit.

I told Burke to give you whatever you wanted. Again, it is my treat, Beth continued. You can take any ‘extra services you want. Burke has a pretty extensive menu. Take whatever you want."

Jazzy knew then that this was the super-stud masseur that had fucked the living daylights out of Beth a few months ago.

Later that afternoon, Mountain Villa Resort and Spa

Jazzy’s belief that Burke was Beth’s infamous masseur was cemented when she realized that Beth had not scheduled her own massage at the same time in their room Beth very obviously was making herself scarce so that she would have the room to herself for the whole afternoon.

Jazzy followed Beth’s instructions and prepared for her massage by stripping completely, and donning the robe provided by the spa. She tingled with anticipation, as she remembered all the sensual details of Beth’s encounter with Burke several months ago. According to Beth, Burke had fucked her nine ways from Sunday. She also said that Burke was hung like a horse. She hoped that she was up for the challenge.

Jazzy heard a knock at the door, and moved to answer it. When she opened the door, her jaw dropped at the sight of