How My Wife Became Julie's Slave

By Wanda Peters

Jill and Martin are happily married until one day a very good-looking young couple moves in next door to them. When they discover that these new neighbors are nudists, thngs get very interesting. In the beginning, Jill seems to want Martin to keep his distance from the young couple, but as time goes by and she gets to know the neighbors better her demeanor changes. Martin becomes concerned with what is happening with his wife, but he is helpless to interfere. Read the book and see how far this goes.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Wanda Peters
• Release date: Jun 17, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463473368

Wanda Peters

I write erotic books, mostly about cuckolding. If you are looking for that type of book, you might ask yourself what exactly do you want in an erotic book. I think that if you can read one of my books and keep both hands on the book then I have not done my job. I don't believe that anyone that buys or reads one of my books or stories are looking for great literature.I don't try to compete with Shakespear when I write. What I do try to do is to put together a compelling story that someone will want to continue to read. A word of caution my books are not for the faint of heart. Many of my characters do not have a happy ending. A few of my books do have some satirical humor but for the most part, they are about males that are dominated and humiliated by their wives or lovers.I hope you enjoy my work.

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How My Wife Became Julie’s Slave

Wanda Peters

Copyright 2014

Smashwords Edition

How my Wife Became Julie’s Slave

Chapter One - A First Encounter

I remember the day that they moved in. The big moving van pulled right next door to our house. I thought at the time that I hoped they would be able to empty it and be on their way in a hurry as they were blocking part of our driveway. And then I noticed the woman that was directing the unloading. She was about 5 foot 6 inches tall and weighed maybe 120 pounds. But every ounce of that weight was in the right locations. Her long blonde hair was tied back with a ribbon but I could imagine what it would look like down and framing her face. If there is such a thing as a goddess I was looking at her.

I must have been ogling her for an exorbitant amount of time for I heard my wife Jill call out my name. Martin where in the world have you gone off to? I thought you were going to help me in the kitchen.

Sorry Jill, I was just checking out the new neighbors that are moving in next door. I knew the house was sold from the sign in the yard but I hadn’t expected anyone this soon.

Jill then must have got curious for she showed up next to me and pushed me out of the way so she could get a look for herself. She had barely looked out the window when she turned to give me the evil eye. Now, I see what is taking you so long. I can see I am going to have to keep you busy from now on or you are going to be wandering next door.

Ah, Jill, you know I only have eyes for you.

"Well, then push them back in your head and come give me a hand. I want to move the refrigerator and stove out away from the wall so I can clean behind them.

So we spent the rest of the day on mundane activities.

It was a couple of days later when Jill announced that she was going to go next door and introduce herself. She told me she would be back in a few minutes and left me to my own devices. Well, the few minutes turned into a couple of hours before she returned.

Wow, you will never in a million years guess what I just learned about our new neighbors. My wife gushed.

Let me think, I began. They are secretly vampires and you went in and found them sleeping in their coffins.

She looked at me as if I had two heads and I started to break out laughing. She reached out and slapped me hard across the face.

Ouch, that hurt. Can’t you take a joke anymore?

Pay attention when I am trying to tell you something.

Wow, when did you become a dominatrix? I asked.

Just shut up and listen to my story or I will show you what else I can do to cause you pain. But at least, she said that with a smile.

Ok, here goes. I went over to introduce myself to our new neighbors. I knocked at the door and it seemed it took quite a while for Julie to answer it. When she finally came she only had a big towel wrapped around her. I thought that was strange because her hair was not damp and she did not look like she had just stepped from the shower or bath. And so I started to excuse myself by saying that I apparently had dropped by at the wrong time and that I could come back later. But she assured me that everything was fine and that I should come in and have a cup of coffee with her and her husband. His name is Peter by the way. So I went in and she led me to the kitchen and she poured me a cup of coffee and then we went out on the back patio. Her husband was there also wrapped in a towel. I have to tell you I was a little uncomfortable at that point. True he had his genitals covered but not much else. And he is built for a man as well as Julie is for a woman. I guess I must have been staring at him the way a person might stare at a Greek sculpture for I heard Julie clear her throat to get my attention. She didn’t seem upset mind you, she just introduced me to her husband and then offered me a seat.

It sounds like they take things pretty casually, I said.

Maybe more casually than you think, She stated. I told them that I just wanted to stop by to welcome them to the neighborhood and that I hoped we could all get together soon, perhaps for a barbecue and drinks. Julie told me that sounded like a wonderful idea and then she told me something that almost made me fall off the chair I was sitting on. She said she hoped that I wouldn’t be offended but that she and Peter are nudists and they seldom wear clothes when they are at home. She said that was why it took her so long to answer the door since she and Peter were lounging around naked and had not brought their towels out with them. She had to rush upstairs to get them and toss one to Peter before opening the door. I guess my mouth must have fallen open at that point. What is one supposed to say when told her new neighbors like to lounge around in their backyard without any clothes on? And especially when their backyard is right next to ours.

Wow, maybe I better go check this out. I declared. And then I made a mock attempt at getting up from my seat.

You ain’t checking anything out, Buster. My wife told me. In fact, I am going to call the local builders association and see what I have to do to have a 10-foot privacy fence installed.

Come on, Jill, I said. Surely you have seen naked people before.

Yes, in my college days I saw a few. And of course, I see you naked once in a blue moon. But I haven’t seen any that looked like they just jumped out of a centerfold in a pornographic magazine. Just looking at Peter with a towel wrapped around his middle made my panties start to get wet. And if you ever saw Julie naked I bet you would stay hard for a week.

I didn’t say