Her Husband the Whore (Cuckold Fantasies Vol. 3)

By T.J. Wright

Chuck’s gambling problems weren’t a problem... until they were.

All it took was one hand to lose $20,000 to his pal Bart. Then his wife Jana’s Lexus followed right after. There’s not much else for him to gamble, outside of offering his wife on a platter, a mistake she won’t let him forget for the rest of his life.

It doesn’t take long for Jana to turn the tables on Chuck, extracting her revenge and uncovering his shocking, bisexual history.

The floodgates are open now and the hidden fantasies both Chuck and Jana kept from each other can’t stay hidden forever. With her in control, Chuck has a new role in their relationship: the submissive cuckold, forced to obey her every whim.

• Language: English
• Publisher: T.J. Wright
• Release date: Jun 5, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005410544

T.J. Wright

TJ Wright authors erotica, mostly cuckold, bisexual and transsexual in nature, but always down to explore more kinks.Follow TJ for updates and subscribe for more: https://tjwright.substack.com/

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Chapter One

The Gamble

Iwipe the sweat from my brow as I stare across the table at Bart’s big grin, his cards face down in front of him as he shakes his head. Jana is pacing behind me, upset that I would ask her to bring the car over here to Bart’s only to find out I want it for another bet, to stay in the game. I look back at my cards again, then down at the table only to see the keys to Jana’s Lexus sitting atop the pool of chips, knowing what happens if I lose this hand. I have two pairs, a six and a Jack, which should be enough, I think as I slap my cards down on the table.

Two pair, I mumble, unsure of myself as the other guys around the table chuckle and turn to Bart. Bart frowns, furrows his brow, and shakes his head.

Well, good buddy. Bart lets out a sigh. Looks like this one… I don’t know how this happened…

Ah ha! See, I told you Jana, I’m about to be on a roll. I turn back to my wife, who rolls her eyes and shakes her head. I’m on a roll, babe! I stand up and reach onto the table, pulling in the pile, only for Bart to shake his head.

Now hold on there, buddy, he smirks, splaying his cards in front of him, revealing a full house. I didn’t say that you won this one. The room erupts as Chuck feels his heart sink, Jana’s voice chiming in with the guys. Only hers is upset and screeching at him.

Oh no, she says, still pacing behind me. The anger in her voice boiling over. "You are going to get that car back because that is my car, Chuck. You called me and told me to bring my car, not yours! This is bullshit!"

Hey now look, Jana, Bart says, stacking the chips in front of him neatly before he twirls the key chain around his ring finger. I don’t need another piece of shit. I wanted something a bit nicer and Chuck here, well, he just can’t say no.

You are going to get this back, Chuck, she tries her best to ignore Bart. I don’t care what you have to do. If you have to bet the clothes on your fucking back, that is my car!

Okay, okay. I take a deep breath. I promise you, I’ll get it back, okay? I look up at her and can see the disappointment, which forces me to twist away, back to Bart. Look, man, this is all funny, but can I have the keys back?

Whoa, Bart laughs. You were gonna take our money if you won, weren’t you?

Well, yeah, I say sheepishly, ashamed of myself.

So why should I not get your lady’s car for winning that hand?

Because it’s fucked up!

Nah. He shakes his head, still smirking. You are the fucked up one, my friend, betting the nice woman’s car like that. But, don’t you worry sweetie, I’m gonna give him a chance to win it back.

Oh thank you, I exhale, the sweat pouring down my face now, staring across the table at the buffoon I call my friend. Thank you…

But you don’t have nothing to bet right now outside of that home of yours, he pauses, looking up at Jana, who is shaking her head. Doesn’t look like the old lady is gonna let you do that, though, huh?

Fucking hell no! she shouts.

Well then I gotta think of something that is worth as much as that shiny Lexus out there.

Anything, I blurt out, my heart racing. I’ll give you anything just to make this right. I’ll put anything on the line.

Anything? Bart raises an eyebrow, stops swinging the keys around. Now when you say anything you really mean it?

Yes! I nod my head, my hands jittering under the table. Just let me win it back!

Okay, okay, he shakes his head, giving Jana a long look up and down, staring at her ass in her tight jeans and her feet in her black pumps. What about your wife?

What? Jana says in disbelief. You’ve got to me kidding me!

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