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  A Hotwife’s Journey

  Karen’s Entire Trilogy

  [Open Invitation — Party Surprise — Holiday Adventures]

  by Delores Swallows

  Delores Swallows Publications

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  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

  Copyright © 2019 Delores Swallows

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  Content Advisory: This book is intended for mature audiences and contains explicit sexual activity.

  A Hotwife’s Journey

  After her husband’s open invitation to become a hotwife, Karen enjoys a variety of surprises and adventures that are hotter than any wife could wish for.

  This collection covers her entire journey…

  Karen’s Open Invitation

  Nigel is a lucky man. He has everything a man could want: a successful and beautiful wife, a happy marriage, two wonderful daughters, a nice home and his own business.

  So why risk it all just to satisfy his dirty fantasy?

  When Karen’s throwaway comment about a hot colleague in the Sweden office unlocks the door to his secret desires, he offers her the chance to have a little fun; to mix business with pleasure.

  Nigel has fantasised about sharing his wife for a long time. And from the way Karen’s been behaving lately, he suspects the idea appeals to her, too.

  But there’s a big difference between fantasy and reality.

  Will she take up his suggestion and have a passionate tryst with a virtual stranger while attending an overseas meeting? Neither know the answer when she leaves for the airport, but she doesn’t have to make her decision straight away. She can see how the meeting pans out. After all, it’s an open invitation…

  Karen’s Party Surprise

  Nigel is amazed by how Karen’s taken to her new role as a hotwife. Not only does she give herself freely to strangers, but she also thrills her husband by giving him all the juicy details he craves when she gets home.

  Their sex-life is better than ever.

  Nigel realises that an upcoming company get together will mean that they’ll be staying in the same hotel as Sean, the first man he ever shared her with. He offers Karen the chance to enjoy another night of passion, and they hatch a plan that could work. But Sean comes up with a counteroffer that’s just too good to refuse.

  For a wife-sharing couple like Nigel and Karen, it’s the ultimate party surprise…

  Karen’s Holiday Adventures

  Life keeps getting better and better for Nigel. His long-held wife-sharing fantasy is now his reality, and he couldn’t be happier.

  Or at least that's what he thinks until his wife reveals her plans for a break.

  Their daughters are going away with their cousin’s family, so Karen books a holiday for the two of them—on a Caribbean island. What’s more, she promises to make it a fun-filled week where nothing is off-limits.

  Under the hot tropical sun of St Lucia, Nigel learns just hot his hotwife can be.

  He’s shocked by the diversity of her sexual appetite, but then she did promise him an ‘anything goes’ holiday adventure…

  Contents

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  Karen’s Open Invitation

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Karen’s Party Surprise

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Karen’s Holiday Adventures

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  ALSO BY DELORES SWALLOWS

  Karen’s Open Invitation

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  Chapter One

  Nigel was reading in bed when Karen swept in, carrying some blouses on hangers.

  “I have some news about this year’s project meeting,” she said, reaching into her wardrobe.

  “Oh?” He put his book down.

  “Yeah.” She slipped off her trousers and hung them up. “It’s being held in Copenhagen.”

  He was impressed. “The perks to being middle management in a global pharma.”

  Karen laughed. “Stop complaining. You’re your own boss and don’t need to worry about all the bullshit we have to put up with, or all the HR hoops we have to jump through.”

  Nigel chuckled, thinking of the sheer glamour of owning a small business manufacturing plastic mouldings for washing machines. “Hmm. I suppose I did attend an exhibition in Harrogate a couple of years back. Maybe I should arrange a business trip to Barbados.”

  She laughed. “If you can manage to squeeze that one past your accountant, as co-director I’d expect to join you.”

  “Wasn’t last year’s meeting held in Birmingham?”

  Karen stood by her dressing table while she removed her necklace. “Yes, but this year there’ll be people travelling from the UK, Germany and Sweden, so they’ve chosen Denmark.”

  “Hmm, neutral ground.” He watched her legs as she closed the wardrobe and walked across the bedroom. Her blouse hung down like a very short skirt, giving him the occasional glimpse of pert bum cheeks. “Make sure you behave yourself.”

  She groaned. “God, don’t you start.”

  The playful tone in her voice caught his attention. “What do you mean by that?”

  She looked at him in the mirror while taking out an earring. “You wouldn’t believe the amount of stick I’m getting from everyone in the office.”

  “Because you’re going to Copenhagen?”

  “Because of Sean, who works in the Gothenburg office.”

  Nigel glanced down at her legs again. “Why are they picking on you about some Swedish guy?”

  “He’s actually English, he just works in Sweden. They tease because we tend to agree on things during meetings.”

  “Oh, do you?”

  “Yes.” She removed the second earring, then turned to face him while she unpinned her shoulder-length hair and shook it loose.

  “And why do you do that?”

  “Because he’s sensible, and as dismissive of stupid ideas as I am.”

  Nigel’s imagination kicked in as he watched her fingers working their way down the buttons of her blouse. Her cleavage came into view, then her flat stomach below her lace bra. At her expectant stare, he tried to concentrate again. “Getting teased for having the same opinion as someone seems a bit harsh.”

  Karen shrugged. “We seem to have built up a rapport, and the girls in the office see it as us flirting with each other.”

  “Ah, now the truth comes out.”

  She giggled. “What can I say? I like a man who agrees with me.”

  Nigel wondered if this guy was trying to develop more than a rapport with her. “So this will be the first time you actually meet?”

  “Yep.”

  “Will you continue to flirt if he’s a five-foot hunchback
with a glass eye?” he asked with a smirk.

  “What?” She sighed, as if he was being stupid. “This is the twenty-first century, you know—all our weblink meetings are videoconferences. We see everybody on big screens.”

  “Ah, of course.” Nigel felt suitably foolish. “So, what does he look like?”

  Karen smiled wickedly. “Tall, dark and handsome.”

  Something about her demeanour made his stomach flutter. She’d pressed her thighs together, and there was a lightness to her voice, a sexy playfulness he hadn’t heard her use for a long time. Nigel suspected there were things she hadn’t mentioned. His imagination kicked into overdrive.

  “Oh, is he? And how old, roughly?”

  “I don’t know, probably about my age.” She slipped her blouse back off her shoulders and winked at him. “You know, younger than I’m used to.” The teasing quality of her voice thrilled him again. “A girl could get dizzy thinking about the possibilities…”

  Nigel realised the playful talk was getting him excited as Karen went to the en-suite. So many possibilities… Nigel squirmed at the thought of his wife with a younger man in a strange city.

  She returned to the bedroom, now changed into a white vest top and sleep-shorts.

  He stared at her figure, then looked into her eyes. “Do you enjoy his flirting?”

  “Well, our meetings are now a lot more fun than they used to be.”

  “And the trip to Copenhagen?” He tried to maintain his casual half-smile, a dangerous question hovering at the tip of his tongue.

  “What about it?”

  “Is that going to be fun?”

  “Who knows?”

  “Maybe… you should make the most of the opportunity.”

  “Shut up.”

  He tried to keep his tone light, trying to ignore his hammering heart. “I’m just saying, if the chance of a little excitement presented itself, you should take it.”

  “You want me to flirt with him?”

  He grinned. “Flirting might not be enough for either of you, once you’re both in the same room. Maybe you should live a little, have some fun.”

  She snorted. “I don’t think so.”

  Nigel looked at her but didn’t say anything. He certainly wasn’t about to admit that the idea of her flirting with Sean aroused him.

  “Nigel… you’re not being serious?”

  “Yes, I am.”

  “You wouldn’t let me do that.”

  Was that a challenge? “Why not? We’re both mature adults in a stable relationship, and we have two wonderful children. Do you think a single night of passion would alter the way you feel about me?”

  Karen laughed sarcastically. “No, but I’d expect it to alter the way you feel about me.”

  “I think we’re both a little too long in the tooth to be burdened with petty jealousies, don’t you?”

  She climbed into bed beside him. “Let’s just drop it, okay?”

  He waited until she’d puffed up her pillow and laid it against the headboard as a backrest, wondering how to get her to realise he was serious. As she picked up her phone, threatening to kill his momentum, he added, “Of course, I’d want you to tell me all about it when you return.”

  She dropped her phone. “What do you mean, tell you about it?”

  “I’d like to hear the details from your evening. I’d want to know what happened.”

  “Nothing will happen. He’s married, and so am I.” Karen shook her head, her expression suggesting she thought his idea was ridiculous.

  “Well, that’ll be up to the two of you when you finally meet.” He leaned close and lowered his voice. “In the flesh, as it were.”

  “Nigel, where’s this coming from?”

  “I’m just saying you should do whatever you want to, and not what you think you should because you’re married.”

  Her expression darkened. “Have you ever cheated on me?”

  The question took him aback. “What? No, never.”

  “So why would you want me to cheat on you?”

  “I’m not saying you should—in fact, it wouldn’t actually be cheating if I knew about it. What I’m saying is, you should make the most of the opportunity.”

  “Life doesn’t work like that, and you know it,” she said.

  “I think it could. By the time you get to a certain age, the opportunities for some harmless shenanigans are few and far between.”

  “But would it be harmless? I mean, really?”

  Does this mean she’s considering it? “Well, there’d be no repercussions from me.” He thought about her colleagues. “Obviously, you’d have to be discreet, otherwise the rumour mill at work would go ballistic.”

  Karen closed her eyes, grimacing. “God, it’d be horrific. You have no idea.”

  “If he’s so tall, dark and handsome, they’re probably just jealous.”

  “Hmm.” Karen picked up her phone and started flipping through the apps.

  Nigel waited a few seconds to see if she’d continue the conversation, but when she opened Facebook, he retrieved his paperback. Though he tried to get back into the plot, his thoughts kept wandering to images of his wife flirting with another man. He imagined them in a meeting room, stealing glances at each other while the other attendees were oblivious to their mutual attraction.

  He eventually put his book down, unable to concentrate. After he’d turned off his light and laid down in bed, Karen did the same.

  Nigel lay in silence listening to his wife’s breathing. Evidently she wasn’t able to get to sleep, either.

  This was the first time he’d ever voiced this long-held fantasy, and he wondered if she felt the same tingling excitement that he did.

  * * * *

  Over the next few days the trip to Copenhagen wasn’t raised once, though Nigel thought of little else.

  He was still surprised he’d actually made the suggestion in the first place, even though the scenario of her with another man was a relatively common fantasy of his. Since their discussion, the thought of it was giving him a whole range of feelings he’d never experienced before, and he’d got the impression that she liked the idea of it, too. But the fact she hadn’t mentioned it since made him worry that she hoped he wouldn’t mention it again.

  Unable to wait any longer, he broached the subject one night as they lay in bed. He tried to keep his voice as casual as he could. “So, have you given any more thought to my suggestion?”

  Karen put down her phone and turned towards him. “It may have crossed my mind a time or two.”

  He was relieved to see she was smiling. “And?”

  “I can’t believe we’re even talking about this.” Karen sighed, but didn’t pull away as he pressed his legs against hers. “I guess I’m curious as to what sort of details you’d want to hear. And why.”

  Nigel’s heart beat a little faster in his chest. “What he says, what he does. How he makes you feel, that sort of thing.”

  She frowned. “Would you really want to hear those things?”

  He took his bottom lip between his teeth. Holding her gaze, he nodded slowly.

  “Why?”

  A cold sense of embarrassment seeped through him. He looked down at his hands, then back into his wife’s eyes. “Because I’d find them arousing.”

  Karen massaged her temples. “Why would me telling you about what I’d done with another man turn you on?”

  He let out a breath, ashamed of admitting how he felt. “It’s a sexy image to have in my head, I suppose.”

  “The image of me with another man?”

  He licked his suddenly-dry lips.

  “How?”

  He shrugged, feeling more than a little foolish. “Because I like the idea of other men finding you desirable.”

  “What about jealousy?”

  “I’d like to think we’re both mature enough to accept it wouldn’t be anything more than a physical thing.” Nigel reached over and squeezed her hand. “Really, it’d be just a bit of
fun.”

  “This is more than a little fun. This is…” She shook her head. “I don’t know what to call it.”

  He smiled. “I’m offering you the chance to have an open marriage for a night.”

  “An open marriage?”

  “Yeah—think of this as an open invitation. You can choose to do whatever you want.”

  Holding his gaze, Karen tentatively raised her hand and placed it on his bare chest. Nigel responded by sliding his hand under the quilt and onto her leg, and within seconds they were entwined on the bed, kissing passionately. As she wriggled her shorts down her legs, he leaned over and pulled her vest up and off.

  As soon as Karen spread her legs, Nigel entered her. His cock was painfully hard, and she was wonderfully wet. They both moaned as he sank all the way in and ground himself against her.

  They slowed a little and found a rhythm, staring into each other’s eyes as they fucked.

  Karen smiled. “So… let’s say… I had a really good time with him. Would you want to hear those details?”

  Nigel pushed in a little harder. “Yeah, and I’d want hear what made it so good.”

  “What if he’s well endowed?”

  He thought about her enduring a big cock, pictured her shocked-but-thrilled expression. The familiar tightness gripped low down, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. “Then I hope he makes you take it all.”

  Karen’s eyelids fluttered and her mouth dropped open. As her inner spasms gripped him, Nigel unloaded. Spurt after spurt flooded her. She groaned and scratched his back, then ground her clit roughly against his pubic bone. She came again and Nigel pushed his cock as deep as he could, letting her ride out the final aftershocks.

  He lay on top of his wife, stunned at the rawness and aggression that had come from both of them. Karen eased him off and they lay on their sides, facing each other. Her serious expression returned.