Queen of Spades Uncovered

By Bobbi Love

LONG SYNOPSIS:

Chris is a regular white guy married to the woman of his dreams. His wife Dana is the total package: younger, fit, smart, caring, and extremely attractive. They have it all.

While recovering from a work-related accident though, Chris finds himself more interested in his pain pills and less interested in fulfilling his duties as a husband. Things deteriorate one day when he makes the mistake of searching his wife's laptop. Big mistake! To his absolute shock, Chris finds her secret stash of interracial and cuckold-themed Porn! After the world's most awkward conversation, the married couple begin exploring a fantasy life that will potentially leave hubby feeling humiliated, belittled, and more satisfied than he could have ever imagined!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bobbi Love
• Release date: Nov 29, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005229313

Bobbi Love

Hi, I'm Bobbi Love. Obviously, this is not my real name. This is only my fake name. Hm, what else? Well, I'm from Texas. I was born in 1985. I've always had a very dirty imagination, I suppose. I wrote my first "novel" when I was eleven years-old. (It was about a group of mermaids who started an all-girl band, ha ha.) But after that I sort of stopped writing. Then I went to an all-girl college in Texas. Now I'm married to one of the best guys in the world. Unfortunately, he has no idea what a dirty, depraved, messed-up woman he has on his hands. Ha ha. Well, I hope you guys enjoy my stories. Please feel free to leave comments, or suggestions, or reviews or whatever. KK, thx!

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Queen of Spades Uncovered

Interracial, Cuckold, Hotwife Erotica

Copyright 2020 Bobbi Love

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I am a 40 year-old average white guy who is married to the woman of his dreams. Although my Dana is about a decade younger than me, we've always had a deep connection that has never diminished over the years. She has a natural beauty, intelligence, charm, and kindness to her that make her truly a one in a million girl. A former soccer star, she still works out constantly, focusing a lot of time in the gym on her legs and butt. At 5'5" she is both petite and voluptuous at the same time. We don't have any children, but her job as a 3rd grade elementary school teacher seems to keep her pretty fulfilled.

At first, I couldn't understand why Dana had even agreed to go on a single date with me. From my perspective, I was just a pretty average Joe heading into middle age, while she was the bright and curvy princess that turned everyone's heads. It seemed inconceivable to me (and even to my family and friends!) that a younger woman as beautiful as Dana would choose a guy like me to spend the rest of her life with. It wasn't like I was rich, or anything.

But the more I got to know Dana, the more things started to add up, psychologically speaking.

Her father had left at an early age, which was why she'd always preferred the company of older men. (God bless girls with daddy issues!) And even worse, she grew up with three older step-sisters who seemed to take a sadistic interest in abusing and humiliating Dana every chance they got.

(Once, for example, when Dana was 12, her evil step-sisters stripped her naked and forced her to walk around a high school party in a Pampers diaper and baby T-shirt. And Dana said that there were plenty of other times when they turned her into a laughing stock, not caring about the serious trauma they were doing to their young and impressionable step-sister.)

Though I suppose there is such a thing as karma because her step-sisters all turned out to be morbidly obese land-whales and my Dana could easily be a fitness or lingerie model if she wanted. So in a way, long story short, it did make sense why she was so happy to start her new life with a protective older male who saw her in that loving and doting way she'd always wanted to be seen as.

Our marriage difficulties began when I injured my neck in a car accident.

Luckily, I was in my work truck, still on the premises of a job site, when the collision occurred. So the insurance and settlement from my company was more money that I would have ever made in my lifetime. But the injury left me in a neck brace for nearly a year and soon I became addicted to those damn pain pills.

It was the same old sad pill addiction story you always hear. At first I was just taking the prescribed doses, but after a while I couldn't stop myself. My wife eventually found out, and in her normal caring way, she made sure that I found the professional help I needed to kick the stuff. But the opioids had wrecked havoc on my libido, which had already plummeted from being sequestered at home, barely able to move around on my own.

The problem was that Dana had always had a high sexual appetite that matched her upbeat demeanor. One of the things I had always loved about her was how much she enjoyed doing things and going out into the world, instead of passively sitting on the couch like most of our frumpy friends. To my delight, this translated into the bedroom where she'd always been excited to try new things with me. The fact that she was pretty inexperienced sexually, really made me feel like I'd hit the jackpot with Dana. Whether it was modeling some new lingerie for me, or letting me bend her up like a pretzel, or giving me some road head on the way home from a restaurant —I could never have imagined a woman more perfectly suited to be by my side for the rest of my life.

And so, as hard as it was to admit it, it was me who was not fulfilling my husbandly duties in the bedroom. Time and time again, Dana would plead with me to take her into the bedroom. She started wearing the most provocative clothing around the house. While sunbathing in our backyard, she switched from her normal two-piece blue bikini, to a skimpy string bikini which demanded a sharp razor on her intimate parts. As painful as it is to say, she would practically beg me to fuck her. But no, the pain pills and damage to my body had almost completely drained my carnal yearnings. We slept together, and ate together, and