When my wife’s new BFF talked her into trying her hand at writing erotica, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. As long as I could convince Allie to write about my favorite kind of smut - hotwives and their cuckolds. Which, miraculously, I managed to pull off.

My husband has to watch He's had plenty of chances to get me pregnant. Now it's time for his massive best friend to take his turn. Axl isn't the kind of man to raise a family with. That's what my husband is for. But Axl is exactly the kind of man to take charge, satisfy my every desire, and give me what I need most. A baby. My husband will be there for every second of it. But he'll have to watch. And probably clean up when we're done.

My husband dares to watch. Grant is just trying to embarrass me and put me in my place. He doesn’t like how the owner of the house keeps checking me out. He dares me to cheat on him to get a better price for the house. He knows I’ll never follow through. But the homeowner’s cocky smile and massive bulge inspire me to be bad. When I drop to my knees, Arthur agrees to rock my world. Grant’s dare backfires. He dared to watch. And now he gets front-row seats as a bigger man finally satisfies me. My husband does prove useful, though, when we make him clean up the mess.

Feigning ambivalence had always worked wonders for Mark James. He was never the best-looking guy at the party, or even in the top three, but he always took home the best-looking women. Including, most spectacularly, Schyler Derrington, the most beautiful, desirable, unattainable woman he’d ever seen. The woman he married. And that was the start of everything that followed, good and bad.

I met my future husband over Words with Friends back when that was a thing. What I didn’t realize was that he lived almost 5000 miles away from my home in London. But when we finally met in person after a 3-year long-distance friendship. It wasn’t quite love at first sight, but close. So I moved to Houston and married him.