Breeding the Desperate Housewife
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Anya is a hot Latina, who's la vida loca life ended with her rich husband's accident. Now two of her neighbors have a bet to see who can impregnate the neighborhood's beautiful, passionate desperate housewife. More
Her once happy marriage has taken a tragic turn...
Anya Jones once had the perfect marriage — passionate and loving. But an accident has left her rich husband impotent and her frustrated.
Enter the neighbors, two men with a wicked plan...
Tye and Vic are business partners, who know what they want and never hesitate going after it. What they want now is Anya. More specifically, they want to impregnate her, and they will do whatever it takes to accomplish that goal.
Warning, this story contains extremely explicit consensual sex between adults, with lots of wicked sex acts between Hispanics, whites, and blacks. Do not read if you are easily offended by alpha males and/or adultery.
* * * Only for 18+ adults * * *
Anya averted her eyes. She was pretty sure he could read her soul through her eyes, and knew just how much she wanted him. Rubbing her lips together, and thinking about kissing his full lips, she carefully placed her trash bag in the big trash can. Despite herself, she couldn't help but strike a sexy pose. His interest level rose significantly, and made it very hard to breathe.
"Thanks," she said, voice oddly husky.
"But you know you got to pay the toll," he said, wagging his brows.
Anya nodded, biting her lip. The toll was innocent enough. She always let him pat her butt. Usually she was in jeans. The dress she was wearing now was a lot tighter, a lot thinner. It would be almost like that time she passed through his yard in her thong bikini. Even after three months, she still thought about how his fingers lightly brushed up her butt crack. Thought about it often.
"Always," she said, trying to sound carefree as she stepped up to him. Like it meant nothing. Like she wasn't desperate for human contact. "A girl's gotta give up some ass to pass, right?"
She instantly regretted her choice in words. Vic perked up.
About the Author:
Carly Sweetin is the sweet girl next door, who has a secret. Her passion is no holds barred erotica. She loves to push the envelope with her fiction.