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Though the closed world of various institutions and orders is seemingly totally removed from day-to-day events as most people know them, such is not always the case.
The same desires, physical sensations and everyday wants that affect us are also part of the makeup of some of today’s established and respected institutions and professions. One has only to witness their increasing flight from cloister to hearth.
THE HOTTEST WIVES is the story of several such individuals. Perhaps the products of stringent upbringing, they seek a release, though not one which is manifest in a conventional form — a cocktail party or weekend picnic or an evening at a movie. Instead, they pursue their most basic ambitions and desires, those of the flesh.
THE HOTTEST WIVES — fiction, yes, but a story providing insight into some personality stereotypes we may know less of than we think.
Viola Marsh ran her hand along the front of his pants. Hard she thought, his cock is hard already!
She’d made a good choice. He was young, handsome, and from the bulge in the front of his pants, she guessed he had the biggest cock at the party.
He gulped when she gripped his prick. “What’s the matter lover?” she grinned. “I didn’t invite you over here for just conversation.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know,” he stammered. “But… what about your husband?”
“He’s still next door at the party, isn’t he?”
“Yes.”
“He’s drunker than shit, isn’t he?”
“He looked that way, but…”
“No buts, honey, little Viola wants some of that!” Deftly her fingers found the zipper of his fly and worked it down quickly. The throbbing length of his huge cock pushed the thin folds of his underpants out through the fly opening. Viola stroked the rigid tool with knowledgeable fingers. She knew how to torment a man in many ways — by touch, by word, by manipulation of her body. He was breathing faster and she shivered with anticipation. Oh, she was going to give him a ride, all right — she really was! She could feel her pussy begin to seep warm, moist fluid, soaking the thin silk of her panties.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.