The next Saturday, my husband dropped our kids off with a neighbor while I prepared myself for my date with Jim. When he arrived, he handed me a gift. "You're all I could think about all week. It would be my honor if you could wear it under your clothes tonight," he told me before giving me a passionate kiss. It was a black lingerie set that looked very sexy. If it hadn't been given to me by a man I hadn't had sex with, i...

Two years had passed since my husband and his closest friend had so skillfully seduced me out of my clothes and into my first extramarital sin on two separate occasions. Afterwards, my mind was a simmering mixture of guilt and desire, torn between the betrayal of my marriage vows and the intoxicating thrill of forbidden passion. The memory of that experience still lingered, haunting me with its seductive power and leaving...

I'll never forget the experience of the first time I was ever shared sexually. Both my body and mind became hyper-aroused, seemingly for months following the events I'm going to share. Intense emotions of guilt, arousal, shame, and euphoria are just a few words I can think of to describe what I experienced. I felt sexy, naughty, and slutty. Extramarital sex wasn't exactly the word people would link with their Sunday Schoo...

Another true and continuing story in my journey in becoming a "hotwife." It appeared that about two years, give or take, was the point at which I would let my guard down and allow yet another man to take me to bed. I was never deceived, coerced, or ever forced to give my body to another man. I decided to go for it, and the experience was so profoundly mind-altering that it felt almost surreal. When I became a married woma...