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  A hotwife desires for her son to be included in the school's football team. What better way to secure this than for her to bribe the school coach with the best currency available . . . *      *      * The motel was located on an exit lane off the main highway leading towards the airport. A shabby looking structure that looked like it was so close to being labelled as dilapidated. “You not going to tell me who it is we’re meeting here?” April asked as they got to the top floor and took a left turn along the corridor. “All in good time,” said Jenny. “For God’s sake, I need to know,” she whined. Jenny took off her sunglasses as they came and stopped in front of a door. April looked at the door and imagined something dreadful about to jump out and surprise them. “This is it,” Jenny pocketed her glasses then knocked on the door. The door opened a crack and at first neither could make out the figure of the man standing due to the darkness of the room. It w...

Check out this excerpt from my recently published erotic novel “ The Submissive Wife ”.  Hope you enjoy it, and if you do, leave a comment letting me know how much you dig it . *         *         * Just another typical summer evening somewhere in the city.  A blue Honda pulled into the parking lot of a fast-food restaurant, and then the front door opened and a middle-aged man in a brown jacket came down and glanced furtively around which way before shutting the door.  He adjusted the collar of his jacket and ran a hand over the sparse growth of hair that matted his head before approaching the restaurant’s entrance. He entered the restaurant and unfurled a handkerchief out of his pocket to dab his face.  His name was Donald, and he was here to make a transaction.   Few people were occupying the restaurant at that hour: middle...

The basketball game had concluded when Gerald switch the channel to one of Natural Geography.   There were Pay-Per-View channels available, but none was of NSFW variety, which was a shame.   He felt the pressing urge to jerk off to something.   He could hear the sex coming from the bedroom.   He thought he caught wind of Eloise, but it was hard to tell whom Jerome was attending to at the moment.   Gerald was sitting there and sweating, counting off the seconds in his wristwatch.   Five minutes.   That was one rule Jerome gave him when it came time to fucking Eloise.   He should stay outside the bedroom for five minutes before venturing inside.   That gave Jerome and Eloise enough time to be comfortable.   Gerald was submissive enough to keep to that rule, though this time around he was desperately itching for the minute to tick faster.   His daughter Greta was in there with her husband Jerome, and her mother.   What ...