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What do you do with a horny housewife?
A frequent question today. All over the nation, many young married women are expressing dissatisfaction with their sex lives.
Why? Do their husbands spend too much time on the job? Are women hornier now? Men less so?
Or is it simply that women feel free for the first time to express their sexual needs? Freed by the Pill, encouraged by Women’s Lib — two factors making women sexually independent. In contrast, some researchers suspect that American men are becoming more sexually cautious as their women become bolder. With constant pressure to perform well sexually, many men feel threatened.
SINFUL WIFE is the contemporary story of a young housewife who is propelled by a powerful sex drive. Since her husband is a long-haul trucker who is away from home days at a time, Becky finds no reason not to indulge herself in extramarital flings, for all she really wants is simple physical satisfaction. As far as Becky is concerned, there is no reason why a woman can’t indulge herself in casual affairs just like so many men who are frequently doing the same thing. And is she wrong?
No punches are pulled in this daring story. The pace is swift, the action explicit. A story that may prove shocking to some because of its truthfulness.
I’d spent all my life in Rolla, Missouri, and it looked like I was going to spend the rest of it here, too. At twenty-four I was pretty much settled in, with no way I could ever see of getting away. My husband Blake was a long-distance truck driver, Rolla his home as much as it was mine, but maybe since he was often gone for days at a time, it didn’t seem so bad to him living here in the middle of nowhere.
It wasn’t so bad when he was home, but when he’d head out on one of his long runs to California or maybe even Maine, I’d get so lonely I’d sometimes start to cry. All the men in town would know when he was gone and — me being long-legged and slim-hipped and having tits as round as could be — I’d more than once get asked to strip down and climb into the nearest bed.
Sometimes I did and sometimes I didn’t, depending on who it was doing the asking, but all in all I got my fair share of fucking on the side. After all, I was a young woman with the same sex drives as anyone else and if my husband wasn’t around to satisfy my horniness, well, I wasn’t about to wait until he was. Of course, Blake would kill me if he ever found out.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.
Note: This story is the same as catalog number EL-2012 in the original publications (a duplicate).