Since getting married, I've never been with any man except my husband, Adam. When Adam plans a night of board games with his friends, I'm shocked to find out that he wants me to be the entertainment! Of course, I'm nervous to be parading around in front of his friends in nothing but lingerie. But that's just the start! If Adam gets his way, I'll be in an MFM menage by the time this night is over. Adam's ready to turn me into a first-time hotwife! This is the first story in the Hotwife Game Nights series. The series follows several of the same characters, but there are no cliffhangers and ...

I can tell my husband's friend has the hots for me, but my husband won't believe me. To prove I'm right, I'll tease his friend until I can get him to make a move on me. Soon though, a little innocent teasing turns into my first interracial MFM menage! I never expected this day to end with me becoming a first-time hotwife!

Moo-ve over, mundane—Sunny Fields Retreat is where liberation and passion collide. When city girl Tina Meadows bets on a weekend at Sunny Fields Retreat, she expects nothing more than awkward yoga and countryside clichés. What she finds instead is an outrageous world of sensual self-discovery, quirky camaraderie, and a magnetic handyman who stirs her in ways she never imagined. With a jingling cowbell around her neck and her confidence renewed, Tina is ready to embrace her new Hucow life, one moo at a time.

Mira fled a life of captivity, only to find herself lost in the wilderness—until three alphas found her and brought her into their world. Ethan is her protector, steady and unyielding. Asher is the light in the darkness, making her laugh when she thought she never could. And Liam, the strategist, sees her strength even when she can’t. Together, they are more than she ever dared hope for, but trusting them might be the biggest gamble of her life. Ethan knew from the moment he saw Mira that she was meant to be theirs. Asher saw the fire in her spirit, and Liam understood the risks her ...

He’s a sexy superhero stranger and I’m in full costume. No inhibitions. No regrets. I slither into white spandex, blonde wig on my head and stars in my eyes. Especially after he pulls down his pants. Holy smokes, I didn’t know they came that big. What am I supposed to do with that? It’s anonymous and I let my guard down. A lot. Too much? Maybe, but Jack doesn’t seem to care. If Jack’s even his real name. Despite nowhere to get down, Jack manages to make me fall apart in no time flat. He’s gentle with me but not too gentle. I’m opening up and beginning to make sense of this ...