20 Hotwife Erotica Stories

by J K Chubbs

  She asked where his bathroom was, and he pointed to the small little space nearby. She went in there, taking a piss and then getting herself together so that she looked kind of presentable. She then looked around, noticing full well that she was alone. She couldn’t believe what she did, and there was something in her mind that told her that this was the best thing for her to do.

  Normally, she never dared take risks such as this. This was something that she normally would never try, at least not on the job. But they were both so hot, and she enjoyed taking their virginity. She just hoped that she made the right decision with this. After she finished getting ready, she went back there, looking normal.

  “You cleaned up well,” he said.

  “Yeah well, you got to. I mean, I have to go back out there, and I wonder if people are looking for me,” she said.

  “I told a lie, saying that you were meeting with an associate of ours today and then had to report back for an extensive meeting,” Danny said., smirking.

  “Damn you saved my ass,” she said.

  “Well, I do have to do something. I mean, it’s the least I could do,” he said. with a purr.

  She blushed, but she waited for Glen to wake up. After what seemed to be forever, he finally did.

  “Wow,” he said.

  “You good man?” Danny asked.

  “Yeah. Just never thought my first time would be with a hot milf in a threesome with my best friend,” he said to the other.

  “Yeah well, you can thank Karen here for that,” he teased.

  Karen blushed, but then, she felt the urge to ask them the one question she’d been waiting for, the one that had been bothering her the entire time.

  “So what does this mean for me? I mean, I wanted to fuck both of you, at least to help climb the corporate ladder. And I wanted to have a bit of fun too. So what does that mean for me?” she asked them.

  She had no idea, but then, as she saw the smile on Danny’s face, he then turned to Glen.

  “Well, what do you think? She could be our personal secretary, and continue to do what she did for us today each and every single day, and get a pay raise that she never thought she would get before, or maybe we should just not do that,” he teased.

  “I am all for keeping her,” Danny said, eyeing her body.

  She blushed, realizing what was about to happen to her. She felt excited for whatever would happen next.

  “So I got the promotion, right?” she asked.

  “Yes, if you’d both take care of us along the way sometimes,” Danny said.

  She would love that. She was a hungry milf, always on the quest for cock, so it definitely wasn’t something she’d say no to.

  “I definitely wouldn’t mind that,” she told them.

  Both of the men smiled at her, each of them taking a moment to give her a kiss on the cheek. She definitely was excited for this new promotion.

  They agreed to let her start on Monday, so she could finish up her duties that she had currently. She then walked out of there, seeing that Steve was nearby. He was about to walk to the door, when she smiled.

  “Don’t worry about that,” she said.

  “What do you mean?” he asked.

  She smiled at him and then spoke.

  “They already have someone chosen for the promotion,” she said with a wicked glance.

  He looked at her with confusion, and she soon walked away. When she got back to her desk, she felt like she was shaking in excitement.

  So not only was she about to work under these guys, but she would be under them in other ways too. The excitement of that seemed to push through her body, making her shiver with delight at the notion of this. She definitely was ready for whatever would happen next, and for Karen, she knew that she would continue to be a milf that was ready for hot action, and she would give these men exactly what they wanted.

  Steve didn’t even bother to try again. He learned his lesson. But for Karen, she felt like she was ready for action, and when Monday came, and she got her shit all moved to the new cubicle, she certainly didn’t stop at anything. She then finished everything up, and when she got inside there, both of them came to her.

  “We definitely want to see you at some point today for a little bit of extra fun,” Glen said.

  She smiled in a wicked manner, excited about that. Oh she would do it all right, and she would certainly enjoy this. She couldn’t wait for the moment when she would manage to do something fun like this, and she got to have the fun that she desired. Both of these men aroused her, and she was excited to finally use her wiles to climb the corporate ladder.

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  Story Three

  Chapter 1

  “Another F! Are you fucking kidding me?” Sam muttered to himself. He couldn’t believe that he got yet ANOTHER shitty grade in this class. At this point, he felt like he was just asking for help from his parents. He knew that he needed this English class to get the fuck out of high school, but it was already proving to be quite troublesome.

  “Language,” the voice behind him said. He turned around. There she was. Miss Kristy Wilkins. She was his teacher, and a total babe at that. She was a blonde bombshell with big blue eyes, a piercing gaze, and overall just didn’t give two fucks about anyone but herself. He knew this, because she didn’t seem very sympathetic.

  “Whatever,” he muttered. He can’t deal with this.

  “Listen Sam, if you want to pass this class, you should get some tutoring,” she said.

  “You should get some tutoring,” he said in a mocking manner.

  She stepped in front of him, glaring at him. “You need to watch that attitude. Do you want your diploma or not? You’re nineteen, still in school, and the only thing I think you’ve learned is how to sass people in a crude manner.”

  He looked at her with annoyance, and in truth, it was obvious that this was only going to get worse with wear if he did try to aggravate her. He should’t behave with his teacher this way. Kristy was so mean, and the only thing that she really had going for her were her looks, and the fact that she was a milf.

  Kristy went back to the class, most of the kids snickering. A few of them talked about how Sam kept getting crappy grades, making his face burn. Did he really want to go to tutoring? He hated this, and the fact that this teacher was making him do this made it almost insufferable.

  For a while, Sam just sat there. Maybe tutoring was what he needed. After class, he got a text from his mother, threatening him with a grounding and kicking him out if he got another F. Apparently Kristy already told his mother about it. That fucking bitch. He hated Kristy the teacher, and hated his stupid mother, and this was just getting him angrier.

  After class, he went over to the alleyway, smoking. A couple of the guys came around, whistling.

  “Hey there, boss. What you doing?” Biggs said.

  “Oh, just chilling. Trying to figure out what to do,” Sam muttered.

  “About what?”

  “About my fucking grades, that’s what. I found out that my mom is going to kick me out if I get another bad grade. I’m screwed man,’ he said.

  The other nodded listening to him as he spoke of his issues. “Maybe you should ask Kristy for help. She’s hot as fuck, and I’m sure she’d be willing to assist you,” Biggs said.

  He sighed. Would it be that easy? He didn’t believe so, but maybe it was. After a bit of time, he sat against the wall.

  “It’s embarrassing though. I mean, I don’t want someone to see me getting help and shit,” Sam said with a sigh.

  “Maybe you don’t have to do it in front of others? Just wait until everyone leaves, and then ask Kristy for h
elp. I mean, she’s pretty cute, and she has a kid too. I mean, that’s a milf there. I’m sure you’d like her to tutor you. I wouldn’t mind it,” Biggs said with a whistle.

  He didn’t want to think about her looks, or how hot she was, but he just wanted to get this grade fixed so that he could get his mom off his back.

  “I need to do something. My fucking mother is already giving me a curfew. I’m this close to telling her to go fuck herself,” he told them.

  “Careful. You know that your mom will only make it worse if you do go against her wishes,” Biggs admonished.

  He knew this. He didn’t need to be told twice about this. It made him feel a bit worried, and he knew that his future was on the line. This was the only class he truly needed to pass, and it was driving him mad. Seeing all of the younger kids graduating made him angry as all hell. He had to do something.

  After a little bit of time, and some arguing with his mother, he knew that he had to just suck it up, and do what is right. He went over to Kristy, who was at her desk, after class, and he sat there.

  “Can we talk?” he asked her.

  She put her books away, looking at him for but a moment and nodding.

  “Sure. What is it?” she asked sweetly.

  He was already nervous about it. He knew that Kristy was motherly. She was around thirty or so years old, and on his desk, he could see some pictures, including her daughter, who was five.

  “So, uh, I want to take you up on that offer for some tutoring. Not that I like it or anything, but my grades are in the shitter in this class, and I mean, I don’t have much choice,” he said with a stammer.

  She looked to make sure he wasn’t lying, and then, she smiled.

  “Very well. I’m glad you came forward and did something about it. I know that it’s hard out there, Sam. I know that you are worried about your classes and the like. But, I promise that by the end of this, you’ll make the grade the next time you have a test or homework to turn in,” she said.

  “I know,” he said. He felt almost ashamed because of this, worried about what she might do to him, or what he would have to suffer from. However, he was then told to meet after class tomorrow. He didn’t have anything going on, and apparently, she didn’t either. He felt worried, but maybe this was the right thing to do. Little did he know though that Kristy had her own plans, and that everything would soon change for him.

  Chapter 2

  The next day, class went by pretty smoothly, with Kristy talking about some homework that was due over the next couple of days. He sighed; he didn’t know how this would all work. He was worried that what she might ask of him would be a lot. He didn’t even know if it was possible to actually get the grades that he needed by this point. However, he did just have to believe.

  After class that day, he moved forward. Kristy closed the door, locking it.

  “You don’t have to worry about anyone coming in. I also can stay as late as possible. I gave Abby to her grandmother today,” she told him.

  That’s right. Abby was her daughter. He wanted to ask more about that, but he didn’t know when the time was right. After the initial greeting, he sat down, trying his hardest to work on the problems that were there, immediately making him want to bash his head in.

  There were a few practice problems for the class, stuff that would be on the test. He already knew that these sample reading comprehension questions would drive him batty, and with each one, he groaned.

  “This is way too hard,” he said.

  “You can do it,” Kristy told him.

  He looked at her. She was so pretty, he couldn’t stop thinking about her. He definitely did think that she was smoking hot, and she was definitely quite the looker.

  “You know, I do appreciate you helping me though. Not many do care enough to do something such as that,” he said.

  “Well, you’re my student, and as a teacher, I’m obligated to help you with whatever it is that you have going on. I mean, I know it isn’t easy, but maybe we can work something out,” she offered.

  But what? He didn’t know for sure. He tried again, working on more and more questions, but it was driving him mad. After about an hour or so, he put his head on the desk.

  “I’m so bad at this shit. I’m not cut out for English classes! I just…I want to just get out of this class. I’m not proficient with this shit. I want to work on cars, or maybe in a mill. Not this English shit. I never wanted this type of thing,” he said to her.

  She listened to him, feeling sympathetic.

  “I understand. It is hard, but I am here for you. You are a bright boy Sam. I’ve seen your grades in other classes. Like science and math, and you kick some serious butt. I’m happy that you do have those niche subjects. Those are usually the two hardest,” she told him.

  He paused, looking at her and sighing.

  “I know. I have the potential, it’s just…I can’t do this shit. I really can’t,” he said to her.

  She then paused, seeing the suffering in his eyes as she looked at him. “I see. Well, if you like, maybe we can work something out,”’ she said to him.

  What did she mean by that? He looked at her with utter confusion. “What do you want to do though? Like how? I mean, I am a failure. There is nothing that I can do to fix this,” he said.

  “There is, if we work out a little deal,” she told him.

  What kind of deal? What did she have in mind? He looked at her, and then, she smiled, crossing and uncrossing her legs. He noticed that she wore pantyhose, and they were tight and fitting to the form. He gulped; that was something that he utterly enjoyed, a kink of his, and the fact that this woman was already tempting him made him feel as if he was going goddamn crazy.

  “How about we work out a little deal, sweetie,” she told him.

  He looked at her, trying his hardest to figure out how to go about saying this sort of thing. “What kind of deal?” he inquired.

  “Oh, just a little deal. If you want, that is, to pass your class, I think maybe you can help pay for the grades in other ways,” she said with a purr.

  Wait, did she mean what he thought she meant? He began to shiver, realizing the way she was talking was giving him a stiffy.

  “What is it?” he asked her nervously. He could see her moving closer, and that’s when he realized it.

  She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her ample and perky melons were right there, and as he looked at them, he could feel the temperature of the room get about degrees warmer.

  “How about this: if you want to get out of this with your grade at a satisfactory level, you satisfy my desires. It’s been far too long since I’ve had a dick, and if you are able to satisfy me and make me cum, then I’ll give you the best grade possible,” she offered.

  This was too perfect. He couldn’t believe that this was even happening. He shuffled about. He knew that all of this was on the line.

  “A-are you sure?” he asked.

  “Yes. I’m not messing with you Sam. If you do this, then you’ll pass,” she said.

  He couldn’t let this go. He decided to just take it, and roll with it, even though this was weird. He wasn’t a virgin, but being with an older woman would be a first.

  “Fair enough,” he said.

  “Good. Come on closer. Mommy is ready for a little bit of fun,” she said to him.

  He leaned in closer, getting right in front of her. It was then when control was relinquished, and soon, Kristy was over here taking the reins, ready to satisfy both of them and to finally get the orgasm she’d been pining for and craving for a long time.

  Chapter 3

  When Kristy moved in, she immediately smiled. She didn’t expect him to be so willing. She knew that Sam didn’t have many other options. She made sure to call his mother after he got that grade to get him to convince himself to get tutoring. Course, she did want him to pass. She really did, but she also wanted him to finally get the sexual satisfaction that she craved for a long time.

  Her daughter was
a product of her stormy and shitty marriage that she had with her ex. To say that it was bad was an understatement. She really only married him because of the kid, and she thought that maybe, just maybe, it would work out. Unfortunately, that’s not how things go. Things were hard and she had yet to get the sexual satisfaction that she wanted from this. She wanted to finally have an orgasm, something that she desired far more than she thought possible.

  That’s when she thought about it. She did think that this might be the perfect opportunity. Normally, the idea of having sex with a student wasn’t something she would even dream of. After all, it was forbidden. But, this guy was tempting her. He was a bad boy, not someone all good and innocent, and that’s what drew her to him. She wanted him because of that, because he seemed to evoke that feeling within, that feeling of doing something naughty.

  That was the sole reason she even proposed the idea. The fact that she was actually going through it seemed surreal though. She thought that he was the type of guy that wouldn’t stoop so low, but, with his lips against her own, she smiled. She loved the fact that he was taking charge, pushing himself against her body on the desk, kissing her passionately.