My Wife Made Me Her Cuckold And I Crossed A Line

By James Nardovino

A hotwife cuckolds her husband and asks him to do more than he ever imagined he would!

Rachel likes humiliating her husband. She likes to make him watch as she pleasures other men.

On one exciting night, Rachel brings home a man who’s bigger than life, and as Richard watches his wife entertain him, the dynamics of the situation take an unexpected turn.

Will Richard do as his wife asks? Can he really do things with a man, and if he does – can he enjoy it?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gemma Harris
• Release date: May 15, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463307700

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My Wife Made Me Her Cuckold

And I Crossed A Line

By

James Nardovino

Copyright © 2020 by James Nardovino. All rights reserved. This book may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher.

Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter One

I watched my wife wiggling her ass as she moved in time to the music. She looked sublime, like a professional exotic dancer. The muscles in her long legs tensed as she gyrated in time to the heavy bass.

Her short skirt barely covered her plump buttocks, and I was sure that I caught a glimpse of her stocking tops as she rubbed her leg against the man she was dancing with.

I took a sip of my drink and licked my lips. My wife was definitely pulling out all the stops tonight. It had been over a month since she had last needed to scratch her itch, and she was certainly going in for the kill tonight.

The man she was dancing with was moving his hands up and down her spine and occasionally cupping a buttock in his palm. I could tell by my wife’s body language that he was in for a good night.

I finished the remainder of my drink and slammed the empty glass onto the table top. I wished again that I’d never allowed myself to end up in such a submissive position in life.

People jostled around the table that I sat at, all competing for members of the opposite sex to take home and fuck. I knew that the man my wife was dancing with had already secured his fuck for the night, and I was going to have to watch.

Rachel leaned forward and kissed the man on his lips. I did my best to curb my jealousy, reminding myself again what Rachel had taught me – I couldn’t satisfy a woman, I had a small cock, but apart from that I was a fantastic husband. I smiled to myself as I remembered that