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  Contents

  Copyright

  Excerpt:

  What's A Hotwife?

  1: The Leak

  2: The Discovery

  3: Coming Clean

  4: Intrigued

  5: Madison Rising

  6: Big Reveal

  7: Careful What You Wish For

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  The Hotwife Hack

  Lexi Archer

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  First digital edition electronically published by Lexi Archer, October 2015

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  Excerpt:

  My blood boiled and froze at the same time even as most of it went roaring down to my cock. He was standing there with an impassive expression on his face, but his hand was down at the small of my wife’s back moving down to cup her ass before moving back up in a familiar gesture that said she was all his even though they’d just met for the first time twenty minutes ago.

  That vision seemed to stretch into eternity but it couldn’t have lasted for more than half a second before the door beeped and I was pulled back to reality. I pulled it open and moved in, scanning the room for any sign that there might be something out of place, and let out a sigh of relief when I saw that everything was in order.

  I would’ve been really pissed off if our evening was ruined by a crappy cleaning job or something along those lines.

  I turned to say something to Madison, to see if there was anything they needed to be comfortable, but turning to look at them made it abundantly clear that they had everything they needed to be comfortable right here in one another’s arms.

  I was a little surprised at how quickly they were working. I was a little hurt at how quickly this was going, how quickly she was able to throw herself into the arms of another man, but at the same time this is what I wanted. Caveat emptor and all that.

  Kevin’s arms were wrapped around my wife and there was no more subtle exploration with his hand moving down the small of her back to surreptitiously cup her ass while I stood there watching. No, they were making out with a vengeance and his hands were running all over my wife’s body. Madison was sighing and moaning as he moved down and cupped her ass. She was grinding against him.

  In a moment they were down on the bed and it seemed I was forgotten which once again had that heady mixture of arousal, jealousy, and hurt feelings coursing through my body. With nothing better to do I figured I should take a seat in the chair the hotel had helpfully provided.

  It’s not like I was needed on the bed where they were rolling around switching places and grinding into one another as both their hands roamed all over one another’s bodies.

  Kevin’s hand moved down between her legs and my wife let out a gasp that was like nothing she’d done so far. He’d found that delicious place between her legs and the thong she was wearing under her tight dress. I leaned forward and licked my lips in anticipation as I saw a bulge in her dress where his hand had found its goal, and then that bulge started moving up and down as I realized I was watching another man explore the innermost folds of my wife’s treasure.

  I felt lightheaded. I felt queasy. I felt like I should go over to that bed and rip his hand away. I felt like I should pull my own cock out and have a little bit of my own fun.

  More than anything I knew that despite what I was feeling the only thing I was going to do was sit back and watch. This is what I wanted, after all, and Madison was giving it to me with interest.

  Only was this what I really wanted? I suppose that didn’t matter. It was happening and there wasn’t anything I could do to stop it.

  What's A Hotwife?

  What is a hotwife? It's more of a lifestyle than a term. Put simply, it's a committed couple who has decided to let the woman stray, usually while the husband watches her straying!

  The term is "hotwife," but really it's much broader than that! Married, engaged, or just dating, the only constant is a committed couple who decides to change the traditional rules of that commitment to allow for a little extracurricular fun!

  There are two things that separates the hotwife from cheating or cuckolding: love and respect. The hotwife couple puts their relationship first. The excitement comes from watching the sexiest woman in the world get it on with another guy in the most intimate and personal live porn performance that's possible for two people committed to one another mind, body, and soul!

  My stories are for the couples who are thinking of opening up their relationships. For the men who fantasize about their wives with other men but could never put that feeling into words. For the ladies who think it would be so hot if their fella watched them with another man. For anyone who's ever had an interest in opening their relationship for a little sharing!

  These fantasies are for you. These stories are yours. I hope you enjoy them!

  1: The Leak

  I sensed someone out of the corner of my eye and pulled away from the spreadsheets to see what was up. Usually it meant that old asshole Michaels was about to hound me over something that usually stemmed from him not knowing how to use anything business-related invented past the 1980s, so I was surprised to see Matt sticking his head in with a huge grin on his face.

  I grinned back. “Close the door. What is it?”

  I liked to project the image of staying above office gossip. Whenever I heard people talking about stuff in the break room or in their cubicles I always cleared my throat and asked them to get back to work. Of course that was all very different when Matt showed up. He always had the best intel, and he was always absolutely right as opposed to the cubicle dwellers who didn’t have the same finger on the pulse of the office that Matt seemed to have.

  He closed the door and clicked the lock shot. I raised an eyebrow at that. He almost never locked the door. This had to be really damn good!

  “Have I got a whopper for you man,” he said.

  “Well? Out with it! What’s going on?”

  Matt rose up on the balls of his feet a couple of times and he still had that stupid grin on his face. He was getting me more and more excited by the moment. Whatever this was, it had to be damn good!

  “You know that big hack that’s been in the news lately?”

  Immediately I felt ice running through my veins. Did I know about the big hack in the news lately? You bet your ass I knew about the big hack in the news lately! It felt like every time I saw someone posting something about it I felt as though I was about to lose it. I always felt like I was sweaty and anyone who was looking at me was going to see what I was looking at, see my reaction, put two and two together and it would all be done for.

  “Yeah, I think I’ve seen a thing or two about it,” I said.

  I was surprised that I was able to keep my voice so calm. For a moment when he mentioned the hack I figured that meant he knew about what I’d been up to even though that was impossible. I’d been good about covering my tracks. Damn good. There was no way someone could track me down and connect my profile directly to me. I hadn’t left any bread crumbs that could be easily followed, especially by someone at the office.

  Still, I had one heart-
pounding moment where my chest tightened and I worried I might be having a heart attack despite my heart pounding. Or if I didn’t have a heart attack it seemed like there was a very real danger of my heart shooting out of my rib cage like a cannonball, but nothing like that happened.

  And judging by Matt’s grin the dirt he had wasn’t on me anyways. No, if he had dirt on me I liked to think he’d come and tell me about it instead of blabbing to the rest of the office. Matt might have his finger on the pulse of the office, but I was a good enough friend that I don’t think he’d have anything to say about me. Not that there had been anything to say about me up until that now infamous hack. I worked very hard to be the most boring guy possible at the office.

  No, if this dirt was about me then I’d already know about it and he wouldn’t have that huge grin on his face. This had to be about something else, and so like the biggest hypocrite in the world I grinned and found myself looking forward to someone else being taken down a peg even though I’d been doing things that were probably very similar to what the poor bastard being taken down had been up to.

  Very similar, but not exactly. No, I had a good feeling that there were very few men who’d been using that site exactly the way I had before the hack came to light and it became very dangerous to have ever had an account there.

  “So you know your favorite person ever at this office?

  I sighed even as I felt ecstatic inside. That was Matt’s code for Michaels. Michaels was like me. A pretty boring guy. Though in his case it didn’t seem to be part of any deliberate choice so much as he was just that unique kind of person for whom any sort of fun seemed anathema. Like the idea of having a good time just never occurred to him and he thought the rest of the world should feel the same way.

  It was a real joy working for the asshole.

  “Are you telling me that Michaels is somehow involved in all that?”

  “Oh you’re not going to believe this. Turns out some enterprising individuals on the Internet took it upon themselves to put together databases that made it easy to search for people’s names, emails, whatever and it would pull up all the information they posted on that site! Chat records, who they were talking with, pictures they exchanged, all the juicy details!”

  I knew how I should’ve reacted to what he was saying. I knew what Matt was expecting. I should’ve leaned forward as though I was hanging on his every word, which to be fair I would have if this had been any other bit of juicy gossip.

  Unfortunately this was a bit of juicy gossip that hit a little too close to home for comfort. If there were searchable databases out there and they included pictures that meant it would be that much easier for someone to maybe discover what I’d been up to. I still didn’t think I was in a hell of a lot of danger, like I said I’d gone to great lengths to cover my tracks, but there were things in the profile I’d created that would definitely tie it back to me and Ashley if someone did happen to stumble upon it. Still, I figured there was a damn good chance that I was safe thanks to security by obfuscation. It’d be difficult for someone to find my stuff if they didn’t know how to look for it in the first place.

  At least I desperately hoped that was the case, because if that came out… Well let’s just say I’d be a hell of a lot more embarrassed by the information in there than your regular run-of-the-mill philanderer.

  “Something wrong man? You just went white as a ghost,” Matt said.

  I shook myself out of my funk and forced a grin onto my face. No, the last thing I wanted to do was tip off Matt that there was a reason I was so potentially upset about all the recent information coming out of this stupid hack. That would just make him curious, and even if I didn’t think he’d go gossiping to the office about my business I didn’t want to give him a reason to go searching in my business in the first place.

  Like I said, security through obfuscation. Someone can’t dig into your business if they don’t know there’s digging to be done in the first place.

  “Nothing, just thinking about whatever poor bastard you’re about to tell me about and what he must look like,” I said.

  Matt seemed to accept that explanation. At least if he suspected anything he had the good grace to not bring it up.

  “Right. So you’re never going to guess who had a profile on that site.”

  My surprise was genuine. My eyes went wide and for a moment I forgot all about my own troubles and worries. I leaned forward over my desk. “You’re fucking with me.”

  “No sir! Turns out his wife found his email on that site and long story short she’s filing for divorce and threatening to take half of everything. The asshole has been on the phone all day trying to convince her not to change the locks,” he said.

  “How did you find out about this?”

  “Let’s just say I’m really close with his secretary and she’s been sending me texts all morning,” he said with a grin.

  I sat back in my chair and let out a long whistle. Damn. If he said he was close with Michaels’ secretary that probably meant they were fucking around, though he wasn’t really the serious relationship type. I was surprised he was willing to reveal that much to me, but I’d take it.

  “Damn,” I said. “That’s one hell of a scoop. You’re absolutely sure?”

  “Positive,” he said. “Something tells me Michaels is about to have a really bad time of it thanks to that hack. Bet it makes you glad things are going so well with you and Ashley, eh?”

  There was something about the look on his face that I didn’t trust. Not exactly. There was something suddenly shrewd about his look and so I schooled my face to an impassive grin as I shrugged. Maybe it was a combination of my paranoia and imagination, but I suddenly had the very distinct feeling that he was digging for more information about my own marriage.

  Maybe I’d given away more with that look than I intended. I certainly wasn’t going to give away any more though!

  “Yup! Nice to know there’s no trouble in paradise!”

  Matt regarded me for a moment that seemed to go on just a little too long. Yeah, he definitely suspected something but I wasn’t giving anything away. If I wasn’t willing to admit my evening activities to my wife then there wasn’t a chance in hell I was going to reveal it to a work friend!

  “Well anyways, I’ll let you know if I have more information. If you know any good divorce attorneys you might let Michaels know about it!”

  I barked out a laugh. “Yeah, I’ll be sure to do that!”

  Like I’d ever do something stupid like that. The last thing I’d do was reveal that I had some super secret gossip about Michaels. That was a perfect way to start a witch hunt that would end with people’s heads rolling. Maybe literally depending on how pissed off he was. He was the kind of guy who could go crazy with a letter opener if he felt things weren’t going his way.

  Matt left shortly after that. There usually wasn’t much to talk about if we weren’t going over office gossip. Come to think of it that seemed to be the foundation of our relationship at the office. Maybe it was a good thing that I didn’t say anything to pique his curiosity. The last thing I needed was him digging in one of those databases trying to find my embarrassing dark secret.

  I almost popped up an incognito window and went to log into that site and delete everything that I’d put up, but I stopped for a few reasons. The first was simple enough. Hopping onto that site in a big corporate environment like this was a good way to have red flags raised down in the IT department. Hell, there was a good chance the site would be blocked before I could open it in the first place and I’d still get a visit from someone from IT curious about why I was visiting a website that was designed for cheating on your spouse in the middle of the day at work.

  No, better not to raise any red flags. That was the sort of thing that might get around the office.

  The other reason was that it seemed like a waste of time. If the information was already out there then logging onto the site would be closing the barn door after the h
orses got out. No, I’d already jumped into the water by creating an account there and using it in my special way, but now it was a waiting game to see whether that water was boiling or just right.

  Not that I was too worried. It would take some first rate detective work for someone in my life now to figure out how to search for my account that used an ancient email from a gamertag I didn’t even think about anymore since work meant I didn’t have time for gaming.

  Yeah, I figured I was perfectly safe from an even more embarrassing situation than the divorce Michaels was facing, so I decided not to worry about it and got back to work.

  2: The Discovery

  “That son-of-a-bitch!”

  I raised an eyebrow and popped up from my cubicle. I noticed a few other people in our part of the office doing the same. They ran a pretty loose ship here, but swearing like that definitely wasn’t something that was smiled upon. I looked over to our supervisor’s office but thankfully her door was closed.

  I figured this was worth going over to my neighbor to see what the big problem was. Kathy was usually such a sweet lady. She always got the best reviews and everyone in the department loved her, customers and coworkers alike. To hear her cursing like a sailor in the middle of the office like that was definitely a surprise that had me wondering what the hell was going on that could get her so upset.

  “Something wrong Kathy?” I asked as I rounded the corner into her cube.

  My eyes went wide when I got a good look at what was on her screen. A website that was designed for people to have an affair was the last thing I expected from the resident sweet old lady of the office. I knew she was married and all, but I had a hard time even imagining her having a sex life. I’d long ago put her in the same zone as my parents: I tried not to think about her sex life.