Hotwife First Time Exploration A Wife Sharing Romance Wife Watching Novel Told From A Hotwife’s Point Of View

By Karly Violet

The temptation was a little too much for Karlie and she just couldn’t resist it.

On a hot weekend at a cabin retreat, she enjoyed her first experience as a Hotwife.

Her faithful husband Avery hesitantly agreed, certain that it was a one-time event.

But when his beautiful wife was hungry for more and tried to convince him to extend their Hotwife journey......

.....the couple finds their marriage approaching a crossroads as Karlie is certain she wants to explore another man once more!

This scorching hot 20,000 word novel is told from the Hotwife's point of view and features a curious wife keen on exploring her body further with more men, but needs to find a way to convince her husband to agree to let her.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Karly Violet
• Release date: Mar 20, 2022
• ISBN: 9780463122716

Karly Violet

I love writing steamy romance stories which push the boundaries of the norm, exploring the relationships between married couple as they stretch their limits, testing the mettle of both husband and wife!My stories focus on adult themes centred around hotwives, wife sharing, wife swapping and wife watching.SIgn up to my mailing list to receive the free epilogue to my latest story ‘A Hotwife Adventure’ and to stay up to date on all of my latest releases!http://eepurl.com/c3ICWfSign up to my Patreon account and receive exclusive Hotwife stories every month and sexy scenes every week!https://www.patreon.com/karlyviolet

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Hotwife First Time Exploration

A Wife Sharing Romance Wife Watching Novel Told From A Hotwife’s Point Of View

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Individuals on the cover are models and are used for illustrative purposes only.

Author's note: All character in this story are 18 years of age and older. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to real live name or events are purely coincidental.

Be aware: This story is written for, and should only be enjoyed by, ADULTS. It includes explicit descriptions of intense sexual activity between consenting adults.

Note that this work of fiction resembles a fantasy world, all events taking place are a result of a role play amongst all parties and all parties are fully consenting adults.

This ebook should be purchased/borrowed by and read by adults only.

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Chapter 1

Dangerous Curves Ahead. I laugh at the sign leading to Oakbrook Settlement. Our little slice of paradise from the rigors of working in the small town. It’s a joke, really. Avery likes the prestige of living here, behind the manned gates. Paying the ridiculous HOA fees just to have five sheets of instructions on how we’re supposed to maintain our lawn. One toe out of line, and we’re done, smoked, kicked out of the two hundred acres that make up Oakbrook Settlement.

A vase of red roses sits on the dining table when I enter our home.

Hello, beautiful. Avery steps from the kitchen. He beat me home today. He does on most days.

Oh, happy anniversary, baby, I say as I step to him for a kiss.

Seven years. We’ve had mostly good times, with a few stiff moments here and there, mostly arguing over stupid stuff, like where to invest bonuses and take vacations.

He pulls me into his muscular arms and we sway as he looks into my eyes.

I’m taking you on a weekend getaway. Picture it, you and me side by side, getting a couple’s massage, drinking margaritas. Relaxing by the pool. Wine and dancing. His eyes roam over my face.

Sounds wonderful. I have gotten nothing for you yet. I’m still in scrubs from working on teeth all day.

It’s okay. I just need you, naked, legs spread.

He lifts me and we twirl around while I squeal.

Something wrong? Avery glances my way as we travel to our spa vacation.

Oh, no. Just tired. I smile as I gaze at him and then back out the window. We’re traveling to the country and a small resort on Lake Pablo. It’s a beautiful area with plenty of evergreens graced with the occasional blooming tree.

It’s hard for me to put my finger on what’s wrong other than I feel blah. Nothing pressing, no issues with finances or health. I muster a smile and keep my happy face going, if anything, to keep him from wondering what’s wrong with me. What else can I do?

Later, we lay in bed looking at the skylight overhead. Clouds come in, covering the sliver of moonlight. A backdrop of inky sky splattered with sparkling diamonds peeks out. But the clouds roll in, and with it my mood sours.

Seven years. The morning light comes in through the windows, dull from the drabness.

It’s okay. We have plans anyway. They have an indoor pool as well.

I shrug. I don’t know, swimming in the rain seems fitting, I say as I roll to my husband and snuggle into his familiar arms.

Lovemaking comes in gentle waves, nothing spectacular or worthy of fireworks. That left after the first year of straight honeymooning. We settled into our careers, bought a home in the gated community, and took luxurious vacations.

I roll out of bed and shower, though we’re spending the day receiving a couple's massage and swimming. I’m not too talkative but, thankfully, Avery is all about the new project at work.

Being the bank manager, he works with the community on different projects.

The amphitheater will play host to different entertainment mediums, like bands, stage plays, and even pageants.

I try to nod appropriately and act interested. But my mind wanders. The sexy pool boy dips the deep end with the long net. Cliches aside, this dude is super hot and probably a good ten years younger than me. He’s probably in his sexual prime and I’m entering mine.

What do you think?

I come back to earth and nod. Uh-huh, I say dreamily.

That’s great. You could ask Dr. Westin for us then.

Whoa, what did I just agree to? I’m sorry, ask my boss what?

Have you heard a word I’m saying?

Sometimes I wonder if Avery and I haven’t reversed roles. I’m half-assed listening while he’s talking. I have, I’m just feeling the effects of the Bloody Mary this morning.

Have Westin Dental Practice sponsor some of the entertainment venues.

Oh, yes, of course he would. It would go under marketing.

Win-win, Avery says.

He has no clue of the thoughts swimming through my mind as I was Juan, the pool boy. Oh, I’m not sure if his name is actually Juan or not, it just sounds good in my daydream.

Avery lies in bed, naked, his arm stretched for me to crawl in beside him. The dutiful wife in me obeys.

To another seven. He hands me a glass