Behind the Closet Door 2: Another Cuckquean's Story

By Melissa Miranti

Sometimes being a cuckquean isn't all about humiliation. Sometimes it's about learning to apply the earliest life lesson to your love life: sharing. Raven-haired Katie had a deep-seated desire to share her husband, something that she told her friend Hannah a long time ago. She just never expected the busty blonde to take her up on it. Now how will Katie react to seeing her best friend with her husband?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Melissa Miranti
• Release date: Apr 9, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463088142

Melissa Miranti

About the AuthorMelissa Miranti is a bisexual Brooklyn-based erotica writer. She has been writing erotica since she was younger than she’d like to admit, but began publishing in early 2016. She lives with her wife, who generously indulges her myriad fetishes. She hopes that you enjoy her stories, and by all means, do enjoy them thoroughly. You can even commission your own story!

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Behind The Closet Door 2

Another Cuckquean’s Story

By Melissa Miranti

Hey, thanks for meeting me on such short notice, Hannah said, briefly standing up to greet her friend.

I have to eat sometime, don’t I? Katie replied. Her stomach rumbled out its annoyance, and rather than reaching for her friend’s hand, she instead picked up the menu. I do wish you picked out a place that’s a little more substantial though.

It’s not my fault you work in a part of town that has no food at all anywhere, Hannah said. She sat down across from her friend. It was true – it was not Hannah’s fault for that, but it was indeed her fault that Katie would be condemned to eat with her friend outside, rather than in the safely edible(?) confines of her company cafeteria. The verbal sparring became a wash, and they both knew it.

Buh, Katie said. She selected her meal and waited for a waiter to come over. He did eventually, taking both women’s orders with all the inexpertise a college freshman could muster. Once he had left, Katie figured she could ask about why she was here.

Well, it’s something I wanted to ask you, Hannah said.

What did you want to ask? Katie replied.

It’s hard to say, but it’s something I’ve been thinking about for a while, Hannah said.

I’m not getting you a job in my office, Katie said.

No, no. Hell no. I don’t want to sit in some dusty old cubicle all the time and listen to you talk all day long about actuarial tables or whatever, Hannah said.

"Well that’s