Marcia's Lusty Hotwife Desires

By Thomas Roberts

Tim can’t believe his luck when the gorgeous woman picks him up in a bar. But before they’re married, Marcia makes it clear that she needs more than just one man. Tim has to agree if he doesn’t want to lose her. Soon he’s on a rollercoaster of erotic highs and lows that sometimes break his heart as his wife searches for other men--and women--to satisfy her needs!

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Tim had seen her walk in, like nearly every other man in the bar. He’d been alone and lonely since before he’d walked in, and not being a part of a group, he expected to go home alone.

Tim saw her push her chair back under her table as she said a few words to her friends. Then, Marcia walked toward him, and he was seized by a moment of panic. She could have been heading to the bar or the restroom, but he knew she wasn’t. Marcia was twisting a ring on her right hand and coming straight toward him. Tim stood as though petrified, unsure what game she was playing.

As she drew near, Marcia was pleased by the look of surprise on his face. He was tall, well over six feet, and wore long dark hair and a dark mustache. There was nothing unusual about his clothes, showing neither wealth nor poverty.

He had to bend toward her to hear what she had to say in the noisy bar. “You remind me of Heathcliff from the latest Wuthering Heights movie.” She’d watched the movie three times because of her intense physical reaction to the actor. Unlike some of her girlfriends, Marcia had never fantasized about taking an actor or a movie character to bed. But, she’d have spread her legs for Heathcliff.

“I do?” Although he'd heard of the book, Tim hadn’t seen the movie. “Is that good or bad?”

“It’s good, I think. You’re tall and dark and mysterious looking. Maybe even pensive. Are you pensive?” Marcia asked, smiling and trying not to appear nervous, which caused her already soft voice to become even harder to hear.

“It must be because I’m not mysterious. I’m Tim, by the way, and this table just opened up. Would you have a drink with me?”

“I would.” Liquor loosened the tight control Marcia tried to keep on her raging libido. Tim looked even more like the actor up close, and she loved how the English actor had looked. She’d loved his appearance so much she’d dreamt of him sweeping her away and ravishing ...

“What are you thinking,” Tim interrupted.

“I was thinking of how much you resembled the actor.”

“You said that was a good thing; how good was it?” Tim asked.

“I dreamt that he had his way with me,” Marcia smiled back at him. Tim was momentarily struck dumb by the radiance of her smile and the x-rated content of her words.

“I’d love to sweep you off your feet and have my way... Sorry, I don’t mean to offend you.”

“Were you going to say you wanted to have your way with me?”

“Yes, again, I apologize.”

“Repeat after me,” Marcia said, looking into his eyes. “Marcia, I want to take you back to your apartment and ravish you.”

Tim swallowed hard, and his adam’s-apple bobbed in his throat. “Marcia, I want to take you back to your apartment and ravish you.”

“Great,” she said. “Now stand, and let’s go.”

• Language: English
• Publisher: Boruma Publishing, LLC
• Release date: May 1, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215057131

Thomas Roberts

I’ve always been a reader. Even as a young man, I challenged myself to finish every book I started—a challenge that accidentally included some dense material. But the rewards were worth it.It wasn’t until I discovered a Penthouse magazine “Call Me Madam” column by Xaviera Hollander that my eyes were opened to a life style called “Hotwife.” The letter was written by a man who enjoyed watching his wife have sex with other men—I’d found what I’d been looking for.Later I discovered books by some incredible authors published on the internet, and what had been an interest became an obsession. One of those books was so good, I had to stop reading every page or two to give my heart a rest. The hook was in; I had to write my own thoughts and experiences.I’ve been fortunate to be in enough real-life situations to know what it’s like to enjoy the pain, jealousy, and sexual excitement having a real “hotwife” can bring. Hopefully, those experiences add some realism to my stories.At first I wrote short stories, some of them pretty bad, for sites such as Literotica and Alt.Sex.Stories. Some twenty or so short stories later, I decided to write longer, more polished versions in novella form.I’ve been gratified by the number of readers who have bought my books, and enjoy the same blend of stomach-turning fear mixed with outrageous erotic pleasure a hotwife lifestyle can bring.I hope you enjoy my books; I’m always happy to hear from my readers.

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Marcia’s Lusty Hotwife Desires

Copyright © 2023 Thomas Roberts – All Rights Reserved

Written by Thomas Roberts

Edited by: Kelsey Kuntz

Artwork by Moira Nelligar

THIS IS AN EROTIC WORK OF FICTION. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is accidental and pretty damned impressive.

THIS WORK IS NOT FOR ANY PERSONS UNDER THE AGE OF 18 OR OLDER, DEPENDING ON YOUR STATE OR COUNTRY.

The hotwife genre appeals to me. These are the books I like to read and the stories I want to tell, so thank you to those who read my books.

CONSIDER THIS A TRIGGER WARNING: There is sex in this book, lots of it. If reading about people having sex with others to whom they are not married offends you, please don’t read any further. If lesbian sex is repugnant to you, please do not buy this book. Close this page and step away from your computer. There is nothing for you to see here.

But if you are looking for a fun and dirty read, this is it.

Chapter 1

Marcia had organized the top of her desk, making it ready for her return to work Tuesday morning after the upcoming long holiday weekend. Marcia Pittance was an assistant vice president of marketing for a company providing advertising and brand-building services worldwide. She had just closed her purse when Steve Darwin stopped at her desk. Marcia looked up at him, already smiling.

She caught the disapproving eye of Mona, the Human Resources Manager, walking down the office hallway. She could have sworn Mona mouthed the word slut beneath her underpaid breath. Marcia knew others thought she was fucking their boss, but it was the one thing she didn’t need to do. Marcia knew she’d been hired primarily because of her appearance. She was an exquisite looking brunette with brilliant Emerald-green eyes and sexy puffy lips that matched her soft and sultry voice. Even without her looks and spectacular figure, Marcia’s double university majors in German and French would have made her the perfect representative to North American and European clients.

Marcia had been a late bloomer. For a long time, when she looked at herself in the mirror, she’d sigh and be forced to admit that she’d always be the smart girl with the flat chest. She didn’t get much attention from boys, and running the juice stand at her high school prom had been the final insult.

But, during the summer before going away for her freshman year at college, everything changed. Marcia had always looked pleasant, but suddenly she was gorgeous, and her mother was taking her to a beauty counter to learn about makeup.

Marcia’s face wasn’t the only part of her that matured—her entire body seemed to change overnight. She went through a series of ever-increasing bra sizes that summer as her breasts grew and her hips took the shape of a woman's. The only thing that hadn’t changed was how Marcia saw herself.

Marcia arrived at the large university by far the best-looking woman on campus, except in her mind, where she was still the small-town ugly duckling. At first, she was confused by the attention she received from men, and they soon learned that a few compliments were all they needed to get the always aroused Marcia into bed.

But in the bed of inexperienced students, all Marcia got was hornier. She was pleased with her new popularity, but ultimately she would leave each encounter wildly turned on but unsatisfied. When she did indulge the occasional guy, he would brag about his conquest for days, while she would be left without a climax or a story worth sharing.

One night, her junior year, while lying in bed after an underwhelming hookup at a frat house, Marcia had a life-changing insight. Her mind went first to her unprecedented medical ordeal over the summer. Marcia had needed an emergency procedure that coincidentally also prevented her from becoming pregnant. As she grappled with how her future would lie outside the traditional path expected of a young woman, she could now see the gift that had been given to her.

Intellectually Marcia knew she looked good and maybe much better than good, even though she often felt like the skinny girl she used to be. While she knew her face and body were superior to any woman on campus or much of the internet, she found it hard to believe she’d changed so much. Marcia also knew her looks wouldn’t last forever, she couldn’t become