In my time, I’ve been lucky to have had both the pleasure of having a hotwife, plus having the pleasure of the hotwives of others. This true story is about my first experience of the former.
The doorbell rang.
I knew who would be there.
I knew why they were there.
They knew why they were there.
I opened the door, and smiled a knowing smile at the person stood there.
They smiled knowingly back and entered the hallway.
Their visit was something we had agreed and planned, and had been waiting for with a mixture of anticipation, excitement and nervousness.
Neither of us knew what would happen next however we both knew what we’d like and hoped would happen.
We shook hands and I opened the door to the lounge and beckoned our guest to enter.
Chloe stood up, went to our guest, and they embraced in a passionate kiss as I watched on.
And so began a journey of exploration of sexual desires, needs and fantasies becoming reality.
To be continued. |
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