Hotwife Training: Satisfying Her Needs - A Wife Watching Romance: Hotwife Training, #1

By Karly Violet

An exposed sordid affair leads to the start of an exciting Hotwife adventure……..

Xander is stunned as he stumbles upon his flirtatious wife cheating, his stunning wife straddling another man in their bedroom.

His first instinct is to storm in and break off the adulterous display in a fit of rage, but instead, he finds himself mesmerized by the couple's fluid motions as they embrace each other's bodies.

Camila soon realizes her husband is watching, sitting in silent shock as she observes her partner in infidelity quickly leaving the scene, leaving both the stunned husband and embarrassed wife to soak in the revelation.

The regretful wife's apologies quickly turn into mutual curiosity as they couple discover their secret and untapped desires compliment each other.

Camila's thirst to explore her body with more than just her husband and Xander's desire to watch another man pleasuring his wife.

Sparks re-ignite the married couple's bond as they start Camila's hotwife training, exploring their deepest fantasies in way they never thought possible…………...

A sizzling hot 17,500 word romance novella featuring a loving couple exploring their innermost fantasies as they venture into the world of wife sharing for the first time, breaking taboos as they begin their journey of Hotwife training.

Satisfying Her Needs is part 1 of a 3 part series, closely following the roller coaster journey a couple take in their hotwife adventures.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Karly Violet
• Release date: Jun 10, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386512707

Karly Violet

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Book preview

Chapter One: Camilla and a Friend

I’ll see you tomorrow, I say to Mr. Garland as I make my way to the office door.  It’s finally Friday and I can’t wait to get home so that I can enjoy an early weekend with my beautiful wife.  My employer, in a completely uncharacteristic fashion, has decided that the office staff can have almost half of today off.  To top it all off, he has cancelled the weekend meet-and-greet at corporate headquarters as well.  Though I know Camilla doesn’t expect me until after six this evening, I’m hopeful that we can get our things together and leave by four to head to the beach for a nice weekend.  Maybe we could even get things ironed out between us with this rare opportunity.

Camilla Lauren Saunders gave me her hand in marriage ten years ago next month and it has been a roller coaster ride ever since.  We have no children, so it’s just been the two of us the entire time and the first five years were absolutely magnificent.  The intimacy, the laughter, and the raw sex that we both enjoyed so much seemed to fill every part of our lives together until we began to slowly grow apart.  I have myself to blame mostly, since my career takes the lion’s share of my time every day.  Even the weekends seem to be a bit askew with my boss calling me at odd hours to ask me something about a report that is due to our clients or to ask me to polish up the work of another employee.  I’m a valued part of the larger cog at my workplace and I’ve been well-compensated for that part, but has it been worth it?  Sometimes I think it has not. 

I take the train from the city to the suburbs and enjoy the fact that it’s much less crowded now than what it will be at six o’clock.  On most days, I find myself wedging between several other people trying to make the same trip, many of them in terrible moods and smelling of whatever jobs they have been to during the day.  One guy, a butcher I’m certain, always manages to end up right beside me, his terrible breath tickling my nostrils until I almost hurl onto the floor.  Doesn’t he have any Tic-Tacs?  Or maybe some chewing gum?  The body odor in the train car is really obnoxious as well, but I’ve learned to get over the smell.  It’s only on the warmer days of summer now that it bothers me so much, but couldn’t my fellow travelers at least attempt a little extra hygiene?

Sutton Street, the engineer says as we approach my drop-off.  I get up from my seat, a luxury that I rarely have when traveling at my standard times, and wait for the train to come to a complete stop.  As it does, I grip my briefcase and smile for a moment as I think of Camilla and how surprised she’ll be with my decision to take us to stay at the beach for a couple of days.  It’s exactly what she’s been asking for over the last year and I’m hopeful that it will help to rekindle our marriage enough to satisfy the both of us.  For myself, I’m tired of rubbing out in the bathroom into a towel when I get too horny.  Maybe for the weekend I can get my wife to help me out with that.

Have a good afternoon.  I turn to smile at the older lady sitting near the door and nod.  Stepping out on the platform, I adjust my necktie to allow a bit more air as I take in the stifling warm July air.  I wish it would cool down, I mumble to myself and I begin to walk briskly to my car in the lot.  After getting inside, I turn on the air conditioning and work the knob of the radio until I find just the right sort of music for the occasion.  A fifties radio station on satellite radio blares music from the Beach Boys and BB King as I drive the ten minutes it takes to get from the train station to my house.  It doesn’t feel so long today since the sun is still high in the sky and my weekend is looking up.  The fact that I get to completely surprise my work-at-home wife is a true bonus. 

I pull into my driveway stopping at the garage door and turn off the car.  There’s no sense in parking in the garage if we will be packing for the trip today anyway.  Camilla works in the back bedroom of the house as an online website consultant with a large company that designs and sells websites to other companies.  My wife is talented in her abilities to make exactly the sort of online presence other companies need, so she’s highly valued by her employer.  As a matter of fact, she rarely has to go into an office or report directly to a managing supervisor.  As long as her work passes muster with the customers, she may continue to work at home as she needs to, with the exception of an occasional staff meeting.  Her ability to be so free in her work life is a complete contradiction to my own career.  It’s probably why Camilla can’t seem to understand why I can’t leave my work at the