The Cuckold Club: Becoming Her Toy: The Cuckold Club, #6

By Mona Rivers

The day I met Lauren, she took my breath away.

She was Lance's secretary, but I suspected she did far more than answer his phone.

When Lauren knocked on our door, I didn't know what to think. Neither did my husband.

I've never been with a woman, but seeing Lauren dressed head to toe in black leather I find myself hoping that changes today.

My husband Ralph, seems awfully eager. I don't blame him. When it comes to Lauren I think we both share that filthy fantasy.

But which one of us will realize our desires? Will I cuckold my husband with his boss's secretary? Or will he turn the tables and put me in my place?

Becoming her toy is a sexy erotic story only intended for readers 18+. Themes include cuckoldry, voyeurism, FFM, lesbian and BDSM relationships.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mona Rivers
• Release date: Apr 22, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223516859

Book preview

The Cuckold Club: Becoming Her Toy

Monday morning came around fast. I’d arrived home just before midnight, having flown back with Pearse on his private jet. It had been been a wild weekend with the wealth billionaire, and frankly I’d lost track of the amount of times we’d had sex.

Still that didn’t stop him from taking me again on the hood of his car when he dropped me home. It was 11:30pm after all and the terms of the bet had been all weekend. He took full advantage of it.

Ralph had watched the show from the living room window, as Pearse had driven me to one last orgasm.

If I was being honest with myself, I imagined I was going to suffer from withdrawals. Over the past two days I’d grown used to having his big chocolate cock available to satisfy my every sexual need. It was going to take some readjusting to life at home.

I’d woken up expecting Ralph to be at work, but he was in the kitchen fixing me breakfast.

Hey, sweetheart, he called enthusiastically, I made you an omelet, your favorite.

He was so good to me. While my sexual horizons had been broadening, I was under no misapprehensions about who loved me. Lance and Pearse might love fucking me, but I was fairly sure that’s where their commitment ended.

Ralph, wanted to be sure I was taken care of.

The omelet was a kind thought but my libido was in overdrive. A weekend of fast and furious sex was still lingering in my system.

That’s so kind of you sweetie, I replied as I sat down at the kitchen table. But I was kind of hoping you might like to eat first?

He turned around a little confused, as I parted my legs. The silk robe I was wearing opened with them revealing the fact I wasn’t wearing any panties.

Ralph’s skill with his tongue was unparalleled. He turned off the stove, a grin spreading across his lips as he made his way over to me. He leaned over me and kissed me, on the lips, hard. He slid