The Hotwife Wins the Billionaire Bet

By Gina Drippings

My rich, older husband showers me with anything my heart desires…but still manages to surprise me when he arranges to share me with his powerful friends.

 

He stages a poker game with his buddies with my body as the big prize.

 

My body tingles with excitement as their attention focuses more on my curvy body than on their own cards.

 

As the game comes to an end, I push in all my chips. I'm not just going to give my body to the winner.

 

I'm going to show my loving husband that his hotwife can handle the entire group.

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gina Drippings
• Release date: Dec 31, 2022
• ISBN: 9798215770030

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The Hotwife Wins the Billionaire Bet

Gina Drippings

Published by Gina Drippings, 2022.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

THE HOTWIFE WINS THE BILLIONAIRE BET

First edition. December 31, 2022.

Copyright © 2022 Gina Drippings.

ISBN: 979-8215770030

Written by Gina Drippings.

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Hotwife Wins the Billionaire Bet

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Hotwife Wins the Billionaire Bet

My husband always gives me the best presents any wife could ask for. If you ever have the chance to marry an extremely rich, sophisticated, drop-dead gorgeous billionaire with a thick ten-inch cock that he uses like a magic wand, I highly recommend it.

But for my twenty-second birthday, Wade really outdid himself.

In addition to a new convertible and a necklace with a giant diamond, he arranged for a poker night with the other wealthy, C-Suite executives at his company, and I’m the prize. The big winner gets to fuck me in front of all the others.

While watching Bill and Gregory sneaking peeks at their cards, my heart hammers in my chest. I swear all the men must be able to hear it. I squirm with anticipation in my seat, squishing my wet panties against my sopping cunt.

Hurry up already!

The ones who have already lost all their chips glare jealously at the remaining men in between long, lingering stares at me in my sheer nightie highlighting the lace red brad and thong that are the only other clothes I’m wearing.

Who would