Yes: A Hotwife Romance
soft.
    "Look, I told you it seems like you're different. Maybe it's me. Or maybe you really are. I just don't want to..."
    "Lose your ball-busting wife?" she asked.
    She certainly had a way with words. "Yeah. Kind of. I kind of...liked you like that."
    She burst out into giggles again. "Charlie you are so cute. Okay, here's my side of it. When I saw Will walk in yesterday I couldn't believe you'd done that. I actually thought of walking over, slapping you in the face then telling Will to get the fuck home. But I'm glad I didn't. Not just because I had a great time. I'm glad I didn't because I can be such a thoughtless bitch sometimes and I saw that this was something you
really
wanted. It was something I could do for you after everything you've done for me. With the money. With the restaurant. I love you Charlie. I'm just sorry I don't tell you that enough."
    For a woman who said she was going to keep busting my balls, this didn't seem like the greatest start.
    "So why are you different? Dinner at the restaurant? Fawning all over me at Will's place?"
    She thought about it for a minute before answering. "I just wanted to make sure you knew."
    "Knew what?" I asked.
    "Knew that I was doing this for you."
    I stared at her for a long time, wondering what I'd done right in the universe to deserve a woman like her.
    "Are we done being sappy?" she asked, finally.
    I had to laugh. I knew she was probably horny as hell. The memory of seeing her on that couch with Will's friends had kind of got me going, too. It made me think of something.
    "Almost. I need to ask you one more thing. If we're going to do this, what about birth control?"
    She looked down at the bed. She hadn't been on it in a while. We were toying with the idea of a family but always ended up doing something kinky in bed so it just hadn't come up.
    "I don't really want to go back on anything," she said finally. "We could just carry a big bag of condoms around? Just in case I end up in a gang bang?"
    Hearing her say the word made me jolt. Her hand shot to my arm. "I'm joking!" she added quickly, with a laugh.
    She wasn't, though. It had almost happened at Will's place. The thought made me completely stiff. Somewhere in the back of my mind I wondered if Will had more friends that might be into something like that.
    "Listen, we don't know what's going to happen," she offered. "I can just make sure things...stay safe. You know?"
    I didn't know. I really didn't. From what I'd seen the night before, I didn't know if she was capable of anything once Will was stuffed inside her, far less anyone else. The thought of it sent another ripple of nervous energy coursing through me. It was dangerous as hell, just leaving it to her to "stay safe" as she put it. It sure was erotic as hell too.
    She must have seen my cock bounce out of the corner of her eye. A smile lit up her face again.
    "Wow."
    "Wow, what?" I asked, trying to play it off like it was no big deal.
    "Wow as in, that turns you on too, doesn't it?"
    There was no trying to hide it. "I don't know...I mean it's not like I actually want it to happen. You know
that
much is for real, right?"
    "Sure. I think I get it," she said, moving towards me on the bed and starting to unbutton my shirt. "Still, you wouldn't mind seeing one of those big black boys leave a little something for me there?"
    She'd unbuttoned half my shirt and I felt the soft skin of her fingertips moving through the hair on my chest. I started to imagine it. What if Will had fucked her pussy until he climaxed? What would it have looked like? What would it have felt like, watching another man's cum seeping out of her, knowing there was a chance...
    "Tell me," she whispered, breaking my train of thought. I looked at her. She was staring at me intently, her eyes wide with expectation.
    I looked down her body, my cock bulging at the curve her hip made. She was a beautiful woman. Built for breeding.
    "You want to see those big, black boys fuck their seed into me don't

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