The Hotwife Team: The Cuckold Club, #9

By Mona Rivers

My boss has taken great liberties with my wife. 

 

First he cuckolded me in my own home. Then he took her to work as his personal plaything.

 

Now he's put a baby in her, and I couldn't be happier. 

 

The more mischievous my wife is, the more I've been promoted.

 

I'm now Vice President of our company and he's selected me to accompany him to the annual Cuckold Club retreat in Las Vegas.

 

He'll be taking my wife, but I get to choose the rest of the hotwives who'll join us. 

 

Let the auditions commence!

 

The Hotwife Team is an erotic cuckold adventure intended for readers over the age of 18+

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mona Rivers
• Release date: Aug 25, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223478966

Book preview

The Cuckold Club 9: The Hotwife Team

Lance Reynolds had turned my life inside out.

I guess that’s what happens when you let your husband’s boss fuck you on your dinner table. My hubby Ralph had watched the whole sordid affair, but instead he’d stroked the biggest load I’d ever seen him manage right onto my cheating face.

It’s the kind of behavior that is frowned on by civilized society, but there is nothing civilized about Lance Reynolds. He dominates the top of the food chain in our little town. A wealthy hedge fund billionaire who owned the largest businesses in town. He was the alpha male, and he knew it. Most of our community seemed to work for him in one way or another.

In my case, it was the other.

Months ago, it had come to my attention that there were two routes to promotion at Reynolds Capital.

The first method was for your husband to work sixty hour weeks, grinding away and hoping he was good at his job to bring home the sort of paycheck you wanted to live on. The sort that would keep me in the lifestyle to which I had grown accustomed. The sort of money that made neighbours jealous.

The other surefire way to promotion was to get under Lance Reynolds. Or on top of him, whatever his mood dictated, really. I’d done both.

Lance Reynolds was a man of very particular appetite.

He enjoyed taking what didn’t belong to him, and the married wives of his employees were his favorite sport. I wasn’t the first, and I doubted that I would be the last.

I had done him right there on our dinner table while my husband watched.

Lance had clearly pegged him for a cuckold the moment they met and when we’d invited him for dinner it had been like a self-fulfilling prophecy. My husband capitulating as Lance showed him what a woman really needed.

Lance was well endowed, handsome and for a man his age, had remarkable stamina. He’d enjoyed me in his office countless times since and made a habit of swinging by the house when the mood took him. I didn’t technically work for him, but the more time I spent in his company, the better life seemed to get for us.

What are you thinking Hun? The question came from my husband. He was driving our worn-out sedan as we headed to the office to meet his boss.

I was just thinking we needed to upgrade the car. Now that you’re VP of Reynolds Capital, you need a vehicle that better fits your status. We can’t have the other employees thinking they’re doing better than you.

He nodded.