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playing on my mind ever since.
    “Do you know what a hotwife is?” Hale asked me that morning.
    I just looked at him like it was a trick question. “Uh, well, ALL our wives are hot, right?” I said.
    Hale just laughed and shook his head. “No,” he said. “Hotwife. One word. Look it up next time you’re online.”
    That’s all he said to me that morning, and I didn’t think much of it. It was only a couple of days later, when I remembered his comment while I was online, that I looked it up, and what I found sent a shiver up and down my spine.
    Hotwife. Hotwifing. Wife sharing. Sharing your wife. Sharing MY wife.
    It sounded ridiculous at first. Another man’s cock in my Amy? Are you fucking KIDDING me? I should punch Hale in the face for even bringing it up! And why did he bring it up? What, he wants to fuck my wife? Does he really want to get his ass kicked?
    But I kept reading that day, looking through stories of men who were living the hotwife lifestyle, and slowly the idea began to take hold. I mean, it’s pretty easy to see why a man would get aroused by the sight of his wife naked, in ecstasy, nipples all perky, pussy all wet. Some of the best fuck-sessions Amy and I ever had were in front of a mirror, where I could watch my own hands squeeze my wife’s tits, see my cock slide into her cunt, watch her back arch as she came. But what if that was another man? That’s the issue. That’s what’s fucked up. Who does that?
    “We do it,” Hale told me when I mentioned it to him a couple of days later. “My wife is a hotwife.”
    I just stared at him, the color draining from my face. “So . . . what . . . your wife Susan has . . . what are you saying, man?”
    Hale just laughed and shook his head at me like I was a child. “I’m saying that there is nothing that turns me on more than sitting across from the bed and watching my wife get taken by another man, sometimes two men. There is nothing that gets me harder than the sight of another man’s cum dripping out of my wife’s pussy, the view of another man’s balls slapping against her chin as she sucks him off. That’s what I’m saying, man. Think about it.”
    I just ended that conversation right then and there, blocking the thought from my mind. My immediate reaction was that any man who lets his wife get fucked by someone else is a wimp, a goddamn pussy. There’s no way a marriage can survive that. No fucking way.
    But slowly, over the next few days, I found myself reading more and more stories from men who lived this lifestyle, and to my surprise, I discovered that most of these dudes were NOT losers stuck in some awful marriage. In fact, in many cases it seemed to be the OPPOSITE! I found hundreds of men SWEARING that this brought them closer to their wives in ways neither of them thought possible. It opened both husband and wife up emotionally and physically, taking their marriage to the next level, STRENGTHENING the bonds of love and commitment instead of weakening them! But most of all, these guys said, it was just fucking HOT to see their wives in that way, to see them as independent human beings enjoying their God-given sexuality, enjoying LIFE.
    And that night, as I lay in the darkness in my quarters, my hand reaching for my cock under the covers, this image slowly drifted into my mind, this image of my sweet Amy getting undressed by a nameless, faceless man, his rock-hard cock bouncing near her face as my Amy got hot and wet, opened her mouth, spread her legs, sucked him, fucked him, screamed, wailed, shouted . . .
    . . . while I watched. While I fucking WATCHED!
    A t first I thought I was going crazy, perhaps because of the lack of any real sex in a year. But I couldn’t deny that my fantasies were being invaded by these images of my Amy with other men, my Amy looking at me with those big brown eyes as someone else fucked her from behind, fingered her asshole, came all over her tits. What the fuck is wrong with me?
    But like with