Hotwife Lexi Takes The Challenge (Book 1 of "The Hotwife Dare Bucket Challenge")

By Thomas Roberts

When Hunter and Lexi’s relationship gets stale, he suggests spicing things up with a Dare Bucket. Half the dares are intensely sexual. Once a week, they draw a random card...and the racy hotwife excitement begins! Can Lexi handle a thrilling affair with a stunning blonde lesbian while she’s being roughly used by a sexy black bull?

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Take me out for dinner at the restaurant of my choosing.
Pick me up as though we were on a real date.

“How about, since you’re seeing Heather Monday, we put this off until next Saturday night? That’ll give me time to make reservations and get everything ready. This will be the first time we’ve agreed to postpone a card,” I said.

Lexi agreed and gave me the name of the restaurant she wanted for our date. Of course, it was the best in the area, as well as the most difficult to get reservations. I called them immediately, my timing was perfect, they’d just had a cancellation on the following Saturday. A few minutes either way and we wouldn’t have made it for months.

Lexi had a hard time sleeping Sunday night, she was too excited about seeing Heather again. She woke me around 2:00 to make love with her.

She played with me until I was awake and ready and then rolled on her side facing away from me and pulled her knees up to her chest. She was like a vacuum sucking me inside her warm, wet depths.

“You’re turned on thinking about Heather, aren’t you?” I asked.

“Yes,” Lexi’s voice was soft as she ground back at me.

“Are you thinking about kissing her?”

“Ohhhh”

“Would you like to be kissing her while I’m making love with you?” I was keeping my pace even.

“Oh Hunter ... yes!”

“Or maybe you’d like to be doing something dirtier instead.”

“Oh ... I’m going to ...”

“Your tongue on her while I make love with you.”

“Ahhhhhh,” Lexi exploded.

I didn’t finish, I was throbbed as watched her.

“Why didn’t you finish?” Lexi had propped herself up on one elbow, looking down at me. My eyes were drawn to the erotic sight of her full breasts.

“I want you to be clean for tonight,” I said.

“No, really,” Lexi wasn’t buying.

“I want to be so horny for you when you get home tonight, I want to make love with you as you tell me what happened, and I’ll just continue all night,” I wasn’t exaggerating.

Lexi lowered her mouth to me. “I won’t go if you don’t want me to,” she said taking me in her mouth after grinning up at me.

“I ... oh ... want you ... to go,” I managed to say before urging Lexi away.

I lay panting as she walked to the bathroom. I still wanted her when she returned.

“I’ll tell you everything that happens,” she said lightly touching me. “And then I’ll make love with my husband.” She gave me a soft, lingering kiss before turning the light off and going back to sleep.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Boruma Publishing, LLC
• Release date: Dec 8, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370804740

Thomas Roberts

I’ve always been a reader. Even as a young man, I challenged myself to finish every book I started—a challenge that accidentally included some dense material. But the rewards were worth it.It wasn’t until I discovered a Penthouse magazine “Call Me Madam” column by Xaviera Hollander that my eyes were opened to a life style called “Hotwife.” The letter was written by a man who enjoyed watching his wife have sex with other men—I’d found what I’d been looking for.Later I discovered books by some incredible authors published on the internet, and what had been an interest became an obsession. One of those books was so good, I had to stop reading every page or two to give my heart a rest. The hook was in; I had to write my own thoughts and experiences.I’ve been fortunate to be in enough real-life situations to know what it’s like to enjoy the pain, jealousy, and sexual excitement having a real “hotwife” can bring. Hopefully, those experiences add some realism to my stories.At first I wrote short stories, some of them pretty bad, for sites such as Literotica and Alt.Sex.Stories. Some twenty or so short stories later, I decided to write longer, more polished versions in novella form.I’ve been gratified by the number of readers who have bought my books, and enjoy the same blend of stomach-turning fear mixed with outrageous erotic pleasure a hotwife lifestyle can bring.I hope you enjoy my books; I’m always happy to hear from my readers.

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Book 1 of The Hotwife Dare Bucket Challenge

Hotwife Lexi Takes the Challenge

By Thomas Roberts

Artwork by Moira Nelligar

Copyright Thomas Roberts 2017

This book is intented for ADULTS ONLY and all characters at over 18 years of age.

This is an erotic work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is accidental and damned amazing.

There is sex, lots of it. There is wife cheating and all kinds of goings-on. If that offends you, please don’t read this book. But if you’re looking for a fun, dirty read, this is it.

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Chapter 1–The Dare Bucket

We invented The Dare Bucket because our lives had become stale. I had no idea it would turn into the Hotwife Dare Bucket.

There was just no other way to describe the rut we’d fallen into over the last few years. When we were first married we’d tried to have children, and after seeing multiple doctors and spending a lot of money, we were told that Lexi couldn’t become pregnant.

My wife fell into a deep depression after we were given the news. I’d often find her crying as she struggled to accept the fact that her lifelong dream of being a mother was over.

We’d gone through all the options and finally decided that we’d just be that couple who didn’t have kids. We didn’t realize the impact that would have on our lives. All our friends were wrapped up in the lives of their children and we found that we just no longer belonged. We probably could have rebuilt our social lives, but we just didn’t seem to have the energy anymore. As a result, we’d simply run out of new things to do. Each day we dragged ourselves out of bed, got dressed, went to our jobs, returned home, watched television and fell into bed.

On Sunday we’d make love. We were usually good for about 30 minutes, doing the same things we’d done the previous Sunday–some oral sex followed by the missionary position. I’m not sure if Lexi even reached orgasm, it seemed like she had but I never knew for sure.

In other words, we were showing all the signs of a couple married for years; a mildly depressed couple who had become so used to each other that their lives had fallen into a familiar, comfortable routine. Now we’d reached the dreaded seventh year when the ‘itch’ was rumored to begin; it was possible that one of us would fall into an affair just for the excitement of it, for the opportunity to feel something, and that would be ‘it’ for our marriage.

We had once had something special and I didn’t want it to become a childless ‘starter marriage.’ I meant it when I vowed to take Lexi as my wife until the day I died, but I feared if we didn’t do something soon to liven up our lives we might run out of time.

Lexi didn’t seem as concerned as I was, but I probably didn’t seem concerned to her either. We were just drifting, and like a boat we’d probably continue drifting until we ran into something. I was afraid that Lexi would run into someone else.

Just the thought of Lexi in bed with another man scared the crap out of me. This mental image would cause my skin to get hot and my stomach to feel slightly sick. It also would cause my cock to thicken, which confused me. What if I lost her? Yes, but what if I didn’t, what if I got to watch?

Oh God, I was a sick, sick man. I was married to the most beautiful woman I’d ever known, and I was turned on by the thought of watching her in bed with someone else. But then, I’d never actually seen Lexi make love with anyone. She’d always been with me. It would be like watching a live sex show starring the most gorgeous woman in the world–my wife. This is the point where I admit that this strange, sick fascination influenced the Dare Bucket.

I read articles and searched the internet for ideas of things we could do to relight the spark. Lexi was open to almost anything when it came to sex, as was I, we just didn’t have ideas except getting my wife in bed with another man while I watched. When we did think of an idea it was easy to put it off until a different time,