Housewife to Hotwife

By Leigh Temple

So how exactly do you take a sexy young housewife and turn her into a hotwife? Well, there are a few steps to the process, but I probably should get a few things clear to start with.

 

1) We're not talking about my wife. I don't even have a wife! The best way to describe me is to say I'm a Dom that likes to share his Subs, and loves nothing more than to share them while their husband watches.

2) My idea of a hotwife isn't just a girl that looks a bit slutty and occasionally gives some local guy a BJ while her husband is out of town and has no idea. That's just a little slut. A hotwife is so much more.

3) Saying turn them is probably the wrong word, they aren't turned. They always have it in them, I just expose those desires to the light of day and watch as they embrace them, and their husbands squirm as they watch.

 

So it's simple, I take a young couple who are slightly curious, we start nice and tame as I flirt with her, touch her and eventually get down to business with her while he watches or even gets involved. But that's where most guys think a hotwife stops. And it definitely isn't, well not the hotwives I expose.

 

Any hotwife I deal with will find it a very different experience, and so will her husband. If you're going to do something, do it properly, right?

 

So this is the story of how I took sweet, innocent Amy, put her on her knees, had her blow me in front of her husband, and then shared her with anyone and everyone. Oh, and to top it off, her husband soon discovered a willingness to clean her up after use that he never knew lurked deep inside him.

 

That is how you take a housewife and turn her into a hotwife, and it's a lot of fun!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Leigh Temple
• Release date: Jan 9, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201671945

Book preview

Chapter 1

There I was, in a video booth in Maine, fucking a pretty young wife while her husband watched approvingly.

When she came, in a climax that had the muscles of her cunt grabbing and releasing in a rhythm of pure carnal lust, she cried out in joy. And when she clung to me in the moments afterward, her head on my shoulder, she whispered: That was my first one. My very first climax. I could not know if it was true, but certainly, it was a thrill to hear.

That was an exciting night, but it was only one of several in which I led Amy and her husband Steve into sexual adventures.

It all began because, as usual, I was horny. On a trip to Augusta, I decided to skip supper and go to the First Amendment Book Store, a couple of miles out of town. It was about 6 in the evening when I arrived, a crisp fall day.

I had been to the store dozens of times, usually by myself, but with a lady on a couple of occasions. You see, I am a dominant, and when a lady makes clear she wishes to play, then I make it clear I expect her to be a slut and not to even think about going anyplace with me unless she is willing to suck and fuck whoever I tell her, even if they are a stranger.

I get a few turndowns, but a surprising number of women go along. They usually say something like, If it pleases you, sir, but most of them have already made clear to me in several ways that they have a secret desire to be treated like a real slut, if only for a weekend.

And so I had taken women to the First Amendment and had them remove their clothing once inside a booth, then lean over and suck off a cock that came through a glory hole on one side, and then do the same to another cock from the other side. If they were slutty enough, I would even let these strangers' cocks fuck them. Several of these women had spent two or three hours sucking cock after cock, and loving it.

On far fewer occasions, I had met a couple there who wanted to be watched, and on even rarer occasions, had the pleasure of having my cock sucked. Only twice had I met a woman alone, both times in the early afternoon, and the clerk, who I knew well, had let them know I was willing to fuck them, and I had taken them into a booth and done just that.

It had been many weeks since I had even been to the bookshop, however, and on this night, I was not only alone but with no prospects for even a casual date anytime soon. What I really expected was to find no couples or women there but to wind up in a booth alone jerking off to a porno flick while a guy or two watched through the glory holes.

And after chatting with Jack at the counter, I paid my seven bucks and went back into the booth area. One did not put quarters in a slot here. For the entry fee, a customer could watch any of six straight or six gay films, or all of them. My interest was strictly in the straight ones.

But despite my horniness, none of the films seemed to turn me on, even though I spent over an hour watching them, so I went back out front to the room with magazines, sex toys, and rental videos and chatted with Jack some more.

It was after 8 o'clock, and I was thinking about leaving, my sperm unspent when the door opened. I expected another guy to come in but was pleasantly surprised to see a man and women enter. They looked younger than I did. I thought probably in their late 20's. They seemed slightly embarrassed, walking around the room looking at the covers on the videos and the sex toys, she whispering things to him and blushing, him replying in a slightly louder voice.

The woman was the kind of short, slim blue-eyed blonde that would look good surfing or on roller skates. She wore a dress and, I thought, no bra. I could see the form of her nipples protruding. The man was taller, with dark hair and a slight beard. He looked like a young college professor.

When the two of them paused beside the bulletin board where people posted written messages looking for some sort of sexual contact, I simply walked over to them. I was well dressed, in a suit and tie, and thought it was worth at least making contact.

Are you looking for anything special?

The woman actually jumped a little and turned to look at me. The man was more poised. No, just reading these. Some of them are kind of wild.

Well, I