Hotwife In The Spotlight - A MFM Wife Watching Romance

By Karly Violet

Husband Watches His Hotwife With Two Of His Closest Friends!

Nick and Kendra are eager to explore their fantasies further, deeply in love but constantly looking for ways to increase the heat between the sheets. 

When Kendra learns that private photos of her have been sent to two of Nick's closest friends, both Nick and Kendra find their intimate lives taking a turn for the unexpected. 

It happened so quickly and so suddenly. 

And when Nick watches a streaming video of two of his closest friends with his wife in the shower.

He knows his marriage will be taking a one way trip. A journey that both him and his wife knows there will be no turning back from……..

Can a strong and committed marriage handle the roller coaster of emotions of a wife exploring her body with two men while her watches on?

This 28,000 word scorching hot novel featuring wife watching, MFM menage, wife sharing and a husband watching the love of his life slowly transforming into an insatiable hotwife!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Karly Violet
• Release date: Oct 28, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386613046

Karly Violet

I love writing steamy romance stories which push the boundaries of the norm, exploring the relationships between married couple as they stretch their limits, testing the mettle of both husband and wife!My stories focus on adult themes centred around hotwives, wife sharing, wife swapping and wife watching.SIgn up to my mailing list to receive the free epilogue to my latest story ‘A Hotwife Adventure’ and to stay up to date on all of my latest releases!http://eepurl.com/c3ICWfSign up to my Patreon account and receive exclusive Hotwife stories every month and sexy scenes every week!https://www.patreon.com/karlyviolet

Book preview

Chapter One: Dirty Little Animals

The soft chime that emits from an overhead intercom speaker is a far cry from the harsh bell that I remember from my time in kindergarten.  Still, it appears to have the same effect on each one of the fifteen five-year-old children as they stand to their feet and gather their things.  Their teacher smiles and says, Thank you for a wonderful first day, my little animals.

They all smile as one boy walks up to my wife and hugs her around the waste.  You are the best teacher ever, Miss Kendra.

Kendra smiles as she pats him on the head, a small tear forming in the corner of one of her eyes.  Thank you, Seth.  You are the best student ever.  You are my little animal.  My wife continues to smile as Seth turns and runs back to his small desk to finish collecting his things.

"Dirty little animals," I chuckle as I put my arm around Kendra.  I was allowed to come during the last few minutes of school to see her in action on her first day of work.  The principal of the kindergarten was kind enough to allow her this one favor.

"They are sweet little animals, Nick.  My wife gives me a strained look as she smirks.  There is nothing dirty about them."

They smell funny, I retort as I waft the air around my nose with a hand.  Like a wet dog after playing in a mud hole.

Kendra shakes her head.  They had recess a while ago, Nick.  Of course they are going to smell like children that have been outside.  What do you expect?  Perfume?

I laugh. Maybe we should buy a large gallon-size bottle of some cheap perfume so that you can douse each one with it when they come back in after recess.

Nicolas!  We laugh together as Kendra turns her attention back to her class.  They are ready to leave, so she lines them up at the door and then takes her position at the front.  Just as was the case many years ago when I was a kindergartener, I take my place at the end of the chain of students.  Here we go, students.  Stay in line and follow me.  Their teacher turns and walk out through the door, each of the little animals dutifully following their leader. 

Wow, I say as I duck to keep from running my head into a paper machete that hangs low in the hallway.  I forget that I am the tallest one around in a school full of five-year-old children and teachers.  No one else around here has to worry that they will run into the quickly assembled artwork dangling from the ceiling for the first day of school. 

As we approach the school exit, I can see a long line of buses lined up along the side of the walkway.  Kendra steps to the side as a parent volunteer leads the kindergarteners outside and along the walkway.  Other parent volunteers help to direct students to the correct buses, each one labeled, ironically, with some animal shape on the side.  A few of the children from my wife’s class walk to the rabbit bus while a few others make their way to the tiger bus and then the elephant bus.  This is only the second time that her students have ridden their school bus, so it seems logical that parent volunteers are on hand to help with the effort to get them where they belong.

You are a crazy woman, I say into Kendra’s ear as we stand just outside the doorway of the school.  For the next thirty to forty years you are going to have to do this every single day.

She giggles as she turns and looks at me with her brilliant blue eyes.  Nick, I could only hope to be so lucky.  This is my dream job.

Ugh.  I shake my head as I look at the last of the children from several kindergarten classrooms getting onto the buses.  Better you than me.  I don’t know how you can stand a room full of kids all at the same time.

Kendra puts a hand on my shoulder as she continues to look at me.  I thought you wanted to have children?  That’s what you told me before we married.

I nod my head.  Maybe one or two, but not fifteen.  I feel my face turn red as I realize that I have offended my wife with my comments about her little animals.  Look, I’m just joking around, okay?  I like kids.  I just don’t have your level of patience, my love.  I bend forward and give my wife a quick kiss on the lips.

Don’t do that, she says quietly as she pulls back from me.  Kendra looks around us for a moment.  Thankfully the principal isn’t out here right now.  This isn’t allowed on campus, Nick.

"But, you are my wife, Kendra.  Why can’t I give you a little kiss here and there?"

The children, she responds immediately.  They don’t need to see their teachers doing that sort of thing here.  Imagine if they went home and told their families that I was making out with you.

Yeah.  I like where this is going, I reply as I scratch my chin and feign imagining such a scene.

Nicolas James Ruston!  I love it when Kendra uses my whole name.  It causes my body to quiver and my crotch to feel as if it is about to catch fire.  My spitfire wife, all of about five-two and one hundred ten pounds, is a sexy little thing with blonde hair and blue eyes.  I love her deeply and she loves me, which is perfect since I constantly want to fuck her.  The only problem with this is that I have a hard time turning off that yearning even when we are in the presence of a large number of five-year-old kids boarding their buses. 

So, no hanky panky while at school.  I got it.  Smiling wryly at the young woman beside me, I ask, Can we have hanky panky at home later?  I reach around and grab her ass, causing Kendra to jump a little.

Slapping me gently on the chest, my wife says to me, Yes, we can do that at home, Nick.  Just don’t grab my ass here.  She straightens her outfit as she smiles at another teacher walking back into the building.  It doesn’t appear that anyone noticed my handful of perfectly round ass. 

I’m sorry.  I pull my hand back and look around the sidewalks.  You know, we could sneak back to your classroom and have a little tutoring session.  You could show me how to be a good boy while my cock is in your mouth.  Better yet, you could bring one of those male teachers into your classroom and show me what you can teach him.

Shhh!  I have accomplished what I wanted to as I watch Kendra’s face now turn red.  Nick, this is not the place!  Her body shaking a little from my naughtiness, she adds in a whisper, I told you that I am not interested in having sex with other men.  Let that go.

Yes ma’am, I say with a chuckle.  I am loud enough that another teacher stops as she is walking toward the door of the school. 

Kendra is this your husband? She asks with a smile on her face.

My wife smiles back and nods her head.  This is Nick Ruston.  Nick, this is Pamela Grayson.  She is one of my partner teachers.

Partner teacher? I parrot as I reach out to shake the young woman’s hand.  What is that? 

We co-teach some classes together.  Things like PE and math.  Pamela winks as she looks from me to my wife.  He is just as handsome as you told me.  This causes me to blush as I retrieve my hand.

Yeah, but he is also a handful, my twenty-four-year-old wife replies.  Sometimes I think that he is more of a kid than the ones I am supposed to teach.  The two women laugh as I reach back and scratch the back of my head.  Kendra is managing to turn the tables on me and cause me a little embarrassment after I worked to do the same to her earlier. 

Well, I’m sure he’s a good handful, right?  Pamela winks a brown eye at me this time, causing my face to become hot.  Honestly, I find the woman attractive, even though she is about ten years older than Kendra. 

Okay, okay.  The two of you need to talk about me behind my back, not in front of me, I joke as I smile at both of them.  And I’m not that much of a kid, am I?

A little, my wife replies.  "But