Halloween Hotwife

By Avery Rowan

This Halloween Scott Temptleton's wife, Vanessa, takes them back to their college days and the wild adventures they used to have. Well, that she used to have. He always sat on the sidelines until she was finished, and he was called in for cleanup duty. However, this time, it's with one of his friends, and once again, Scott becomes a cuckold on Halloween.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sandy Shores Publishing
• Release date: Sep 3, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005648954

Avery Rowan

Avery Rowan has had a titillating fantasy life and, thankfully for lovers of erotic stories, Avery has decided to share some of those stories with us. Avery's stories contain strong characters, wild adventures, and a high level of steaminess. While each has a happy ending, they also leave you breathing heavy and wishing your lover or battery-operated-boyfriend was near at hand.Avery lives along the beach in sunny Florida, basking in the sun's rays while the rolling waves provide a soothing white noise to the writing process. When not writing, Avery is with family and friends, getting the most out of this life, just like the character's in Avery's stories. Life is to be lived and savored, not shied away from, so break out of the norms and grab all you can get out of it.

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Halloween Hotwife

A Cuckold Halloween Story

Avery Rowan

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Sandy Shores Publishing

Halloween Hotwife

By Avery Rowan

First Edition

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Contents

1. Chapter One

2. Chapter Two

3. Chapter Three

4. Chapter Four

5. Chapter Five

6. Chapter Six

7. Chapter Seven

8. Chapter Eight

9. Chapter Nine

10. Chapter Ten

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Chapter One

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Scott Templeton tossed his towel onto the bench in front of his locker just before he sat down, sweat dripping from his face from the workout his friend had just put him through. Scott should have known better. Carl Ferguson did nothing slow. It was amazing the two of them were even friends, since they were so different from one another. Scott was more the timid white guy in the background, while Carl was a sculpted god of a black man, a go-getter in everything he did, including women. The man had even made passes at Scott’s wife, Vanessa, while Scott was standing right there. He just didn’t care. Carl wanted what he wanted, and he usually got it.

Hey, did you two decide whether you were coming to my Halloween party this weekend? Carl asked as he opened his locker, a towel loosely wrapped around his waist from where he just left the shower.

Scott cast a sideways glance at the other man, noticing that even flaccid, Carl’s cock made a slight tent in the front of his towel. Scott was lucky if his inferior dick even touched the material. Another reason he had kept Carl away from Vanessa. Also another reason he waited until he was home to shower. Vanessa seems eager to get out, he said as he pulled his gym bag from his locker. So, I guess that means we’re going. She said something about picking out costumes.

Carl slapped him on the back. Glad to hear it, he said, with a little more enthusiasm than Scott liked. Help her pick out something sexy that shows off those gorgeous tits of hers as well as that perfect round ass. Something like a slutty flight attendant or naughty nurse. Those are always my favorites.

Scott shook his head. I don’t know what she plans on wearing. You know as well as I do Vanessa does her own thing. She’ll wear whatever strikes her fancy. He shoved his towel into his gym bag before pulling out his keys and then slammed his locker harder than he intended. I just hand over the credit card.

Carl laughed as he yanked the towel from around his waist and draped it over the door to his locker, his thick, black shaft now quite visible for Scott’s envy. Scott knew if his wife ever rode Carl’s meaty rod, then she would never allow Scott to slip his pathetic dick between her legs again. You crack me up, Carl said, still chuckling. "Your wife is hot as hell. Hell, you should be happy others enjoy looking at her. You’re one lucky bastard, Scott, you know that?