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About the author:
I love to write about married couples exploring the strange new world of sleeping with strangers; about how some men can only get off when their wife is with another guy; about stretching the dynamics of this thing we call “sacred matrimony” to its limits.
What inspired you to write your book?
The result is my series, A Hotwife’s Journey, which takes our protagonists, Jennifer and Blake Simmons, into a world that neither of them knew even existed. Of course, not everything is perfect, and their newfound lifestyle brings them all the twists and turns that come with it!
Here is a short sample from the book:
“So, what have you two boys been talking about all this time?” Haley asks in her French accent, taking a sip of the wine.
“Blake and I were discussing my photographs,” her husband, Desmond, says. “He says that he is very impressed by them. That he has not seen erotic photography before, outside of the internet.”
Jennifer’s eyes widen and she looks turns her head to look at the pictures on the wall she’d only glanced at before.
“Erotic photography?” she asks.
“It’s … pretty stunning, hon,” Blake says. “And Haley here is the subject of most of the pictures.”
“Really?” Jennifer says, and she focuses on the closest one. She is awed to see what looks like the curves of a naked woman’s ass.
“Yes, I was saying that I want to capture more diversity in my art, different people living in different states of life.”
“Desmond’s work is incroyable,” Haley says. “But I agree that a lot of it seemed staged, is staged. We all know what we are doing when we do it. There is no, how you say, spontaneity, no innocence.” She turns to face Jennifer and puts a hand on her arm. Jennifer looks at it, heart skipping a beat, and then looks up, finding Haley’s eyes locked on her own. “There has always been something missing in what Desmond captures,” she says. “That I feel you and Blake can understand perfectly.”
Jennifer looks at the woman, her heart beating madly. She can feel herself being drawn towards that look. Everything about this foreign creature turns Jennifer on in a way she could never describe, but that she would never deny.
Haley puts her wine glass onto the coffee table and takes Jennifer’s from her hand, doing the same again. She leans her head forward, tilting it. As she comes closer there’s a coy, curious look in her eyes, and Jennifer closes her eyes at just the last second. The French woman’s lips press against hers and Jennifer feels an explosion going off deep within her body, enveloping her, taking her away from this boring world into a place unknown.
She lifts her hand and places it on Haley’s arm, feeling the woman’s soft skin, the thin muscle, so unlike Blake’s but so sexy in its own way. Blake, sitting on the chair and breathing heavily, watches his wife kiss another woman. His heart is beating hard but he’s not angry, not jealous in any way. Instead, he finds himself turned on, aroused by what’s happening mere feet in front of him. The two women seem to fit into one another so well, their curves and figures complementing each other, their respective beauties combining to become more than the sum of their parts.