Sharing Lucy

By Sadie Somerton

Confessions of a BBW Hotwife #4
(The stories in this series are standalones, and can be read in any order.)

"Tell me, Lucy. Tell me all about it. The biggest fantasy in your head. The one you come back to time and time again. The one you think about when you close your eyes..."

Men. Surrounding me. Enjoying me. Using me. That was the one big fantasy that always worked for me.

I'd never done anything like that, of course. I'd never had the opportunity. I'd never even known how you might engineer that kind of opportunity.

But there's one thing I do have, and that's an incredibly supportive husband who only wants to make me happy.

"I could arrange that for you, Lucy. I know some people. A place. All you have to do is say the word."

An erotic romance about an open and loving relationship, featuring cuckoldry, exploration and group action.

• Language: English
• Publisher: James Grieve Press
• Release date: Aug 7, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463651100

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Sharing Lucy

Confessions of a BBW Hotwife #4

Sadie Somerton

James Grieve Press

Contents

Sharing Lucy by Sadie Somerton

Afters: About the author

Published by James Grieve Press

© Sadie Somerton 2018

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Sharing Lucy

Confessions of a BBW Hotwife #4

Tell me, Lucy. Tell me all about it. The biggest fantasy in your head. The one you come back to time and time again. The one you think about when you close your eyes...

I lay there, my arms stretched above me, my wrists secured to the bed frame with metal handcuffs. Not those padded play ones you can get, the kind that leave no mark and pop open at the slightest pressure. These cuffs were police-issue, and unforgiving. I like the bit of metal on my skin and when we play like this I like things to be authentic.

I swallowed, focusing on the ache in my shoulders.

Jason’s gentle touch on the curve of my belly was a delicious contrast.

I looked at him, waiting patiently.

He was on his side, one leg