The Hotwife Coach
Text copyright © 2015 Ruby Harper
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This is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents and dialogue are drawn from the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Cover is for illustrative purposes only and any person depicted is a model.
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I'd kept his card in my purse for weeks. I'd held the fantasy in my mind much longer.
Gold on black. An air of sophistication and yet unashamedly sleezy at the same time.
It was an unusual thing for a husband to present to his wife, and Ken had been nervous when he’d first raised the idea. Playing with hotwife and cuckold fantasies wasn’t new to us; it was something we both enjoyed talking about, and he loved being teased at the thought of another man taking me in a way he’d never done himself. But actually putting it into reality wasn’t something I’d really contemplated until that moment.
I’d played the idea over and over. Calling the guy. Asking for coaching. What would he be like? A chancer, probably. Probably just out for a cheap thrill. And yet I knew that if I really was ever going to move this into a reality, I’d need some serious help.