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About the author:
Buck loves to share his sexy stories of cuckold couples, swinging and occasional swings the 'other way'. Many of Buck's stories are based upon adventures with his occasionally-wild wife and the couples they've encountered.
Buck likes his stories to contain the feelings, emotions and dynamics of wife-watching, cheating, swinging and bi-curious couplings, not just the mechanics of who-does-what-to-whom, although there are plenty of couplings included.
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What inspired you to write your book?
My imagination goes crazy on the rare times my wife has gone off with another man, and this is one of the more extreme scenarios that I've dreamed up.
Here is a short sample from the book:
I awoke from my sleep to the sound of the front door opening. I had passed out on the couch, and jumped up to find my wife making her way to the stairs. “Honey!” I called to her and pulled her to kiss me.
She stood back and said, “Are you sure you’re happy to see me?” I could tell that she was worried that I would feel differently now that she had ‘done it.’ At least I hoped that she had ‘done it.’
“Oh yes!” I assured her, pulling her into the light of the living room. “I am very happy to see you! You are beautiful!”
She looked down at her rumpled dress, and glanced at herself in the mirror. Her hair was messed up like it hadn’t been combed in a week, what little makeup remained on her face was smeared, and her little black dress was wrinkled like it had been wadded up on the floor, with a milky stain on the front. She looked at me and said, “I look like a hot mess.”
I kissed her forehead and said, “You look hot. You look hot because you are a mess.” She gave me a small smile. I pointed to the stain and asked, “Is that what I think it is?”
She said in a quiet voice, “Yes.”
“Wow!” I was so excited. “Tell me how! Tell me everything!”
She looked at me with a little bit of amusement as she said, “Well, I guess you really did want me to do this!”
She started the story, “Well, I guess you could tell I was a little buzzed when we left last night. So during the ride home I was a feeling a little horny and uninhibited, so asked him what he wanted to do with me. The whole ride to his house, he would describe how he wanted to touch me, or bend me over, or put his mouth on me. And I encouraged him the whole time, telling him over and over how much I wanted him to do those things.”
She watched to see my reaction, and I was definitely excited, so she continued, “So when we got to his house, we started making out before we even got through the door. In no time we were in his den, and before I knew it my panties were off, and dress pulled up, and he had me sitting on the back of his sofa as I guided him inside me.”
She paused for a second and I asked, “Did you really want it?”