by Lexi Archer
Contents
Copyright
What's A Hotwife?
1: The Scene
2: Dress Rehearsal
3: How Far?
4: Opening Night
5: Way Too Far
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Haunted House Hotwife
Lexi Archer
Copyright 2015 Lexi Archer
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First digital edition electronically published by Lexi Archer, October 2015
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What's A Hotwife?
What is a hotwife? It's more of a lifestyle than a term. Put simply, it's a committed couple who has decided to let the woman stray, usually while the husband watches her straying!
The term is "hotwife," but really it's much broader than that! Married, engaged, or just dating, the only constant is a committed couple who decides to change the traditional rules of that commitment to allow for a little extracurricular fun!
There are two things that separates the hotwife from cheating or cuckolding: love and respect. The hotwife couple puts their relationship first. The excitement comes from watching the sexiest woman in the world get it on with another guy in the most intimate and personal live porn performance that's possible for two people committed to one another mind, body, and soul!
My stories are for the couples who are thinking of opening up their relationships. For the men who fantasize about their wives with other men but could never put that feeling into words. For the ladies who think it would be so hot if their fella watched them with another man. For anyone who's ever had an interest in opening their relationship for a little sharing!
These fantasies are for you. These stories are yours. I hope you enjoy them!
1: The Scene
“Vampire victim? You have to be fucking kidding me,” Liv said.
“Now come on, it’s probably not that big a deal,” I said.
“Not that big a deal? You’re not even in the scene with me this year!”
Justin cleared his throat as everyone else in the room pretended that they weren’t hearing what we were saying. I could understand why Liv was upset, going from being one of the vampire ladies dressing all sexy to being the vampire victim definitely seemed like a demotion from last year, but she was always one of the more popular parts of the attraction.
Mainly because of the attraction of seeing her wearing practically nothing. Something that never failed to get me hot and bothered when I thought of crowds of drunk college guys or fathers who were trying not to be too obvious since their wife was right there all the way to teenagers who stared open mouthed. All of them staring at Liv. All of them obviously getting turned on and making it damn obvious that she was the hottest of the three girls who usually played the part.
“Is it Courtney? Is she the one who convinced you to do this?” Liv asked.
“Hey!”
I rolled my eyes. The last thing I needed was for her to get in another fight with Courtney. It was probably the catfight that broke out last year that was a big part of the reason why my beautiful wife found her role in the annual charity haunted house being reassigned. I grimaced as I thought of that. Vampire Victim wasn’t exactly a glamorous role. Not compared to slinking around in a sexy dress baring your fangs at unsuspecting victims making their way through the haunt. No, compared to that the victim role was downright boring, usually just lying back and being nothing more than an elaborate living prop with some nasty neck makeup.
I could understand why Liv was upset. Not that I had much to worry about. I was going to be in my usual spot. A perch that was actually set above the entrance to the vampire room where I’d reach down through a hole in the ceiling with a clawed hand and terrorize people into running into the next room where they’d find themselves face to face with the sexy vampire vixens that mixed a little bit of sex with the terror.
I’d always enjoyed that role because being up above the haunt like that on an unofficial second level, unofficial because there were only a few places where you could actually stay up there for any length of time and otherwise it was a dangerous maze of catwalks leading off to the side where we could get up or down, meant that I always had a nice view of the vampire room. In particular I always had a nice view of Liv and whatever getup she was wearing that night.
Whatever the dress was, it was usually barely there and very worth watching. It was even more amusing to hear other guys talking about my wife while they were completely oblivious to her husband hovering over them listening to everything. I’d heard all sorts of naughty suggestions as to what guys wanted to do to her in the few years we’d been doing this, and it never failed to get my cock rock hard.
That was something that had surprised me initially, but I was over it now. I’d even told Liv and she always enjoyed playing it up just a little. Maybe picking out a guy she thought was particularly cute or who was obviously nervous and getting a little more up close and personal with the lucky bastard than she usually did, a move that never failed to get odd looks from the other girls working the haunt while also never failing to get my cock rock hard from my perch.
Yeah, those were good times, and it looked like they were over now. If she was playing a victim then there’d be no more sexy seduction. Hell, there might not be any more me sitting up on my perch waiting to scare people. If Justin was going to try and demote her like that then she’d probably decide to be done with the haunted house which meant I’d be going right along with her.
It was too bad. It’d been a fun ride while it lasted.
“Liv, if you’d just…” Justin said.
“If I’d just what? If I’d just sit back and let you demote me then everything would be great?”
“Liv, shut up,” Justin said.
The room was already silent, but after that you could’ve heard a pin drop. For a surprise Liv actually simmered down just a bit though. She looked down and muttered something that I couldn’t quite understand. Not that I was sure I wanted to be able to understand what she was saying.
“Now what I was saying is you’re going to be the vampire victim this year, but we’re expanding that role and making it into its own thing,” Justin said.
I resisted the urge to laugh, but a couple of other people around the room chuckled just a little. To her credit Liv immediately looked mortified. Here she’d been making a big deal about Justin demoting her and the entire time he was making an even bigger role for her. It looked like the vampire vixens were out and the vampire victim was now the part to have. I noticed Courtney had crossed her arms and was looking less than pleased compared to a few minutes ago when she thought my wife was being passed over.
“What exactly will this involve?” Liv asked.
“I’m glad you asked instead of jumping to conclusions and down my throat at the same time,” Justin said.
“So what exactly is the scene going to involve this year?” I asked, wanting to clear the awkwardness in the room.
“It’s simple enough. We’re going to try and pick up on the vampire craze with some hot vampire on vampire action,” Justin said.
I cocked an eyebrow a
t that for a couple of reasons.
The first being that we’d asked Justin to capitalize on the vampire craze a couple of years ago and he’d been against it. Said something about how vampires were supposed to be horrifying monsters and not sparkly sources of teenage angst. Never mind that the three sexy vampire seductresses that we put in the haunt were proof enough that vampires had been a source of titillation for a hell of a long time.
The second reason was what caused the sudden change of heart. It was very interesting that my wife was the one who was going to be in this sexy vampire scene, and I was suddenly very much wondering who was going to be the vampire doing the seducing. I had a pretty good idea exactly who it was. Exactly who was abusing his authority to get some up close and personal time with my wife.
Not that I minded. Not really. Watching her have fun had always been half the fun, and a seduction scene could definitely be interesting.
“Well,” Justin said, clearing his throat and causing people in the room to roll their eyes even as he had the good grace to at least look embarrassed about what he was doing. His crush on my wife had been well documented since we started working here so it was no surprise that he’d pull something like this.
“Actually I was wanting to get back into acting just a little so I figured I’d do it,” he said.
“Really? You’re not going to have her husband do it?” Courtney asked. A couple of other people who worked the haunt with us muttered, but no one spoke up.
Justin glanced over to me and then away almost as quickly. He probably thought I was pissed off, which was fair enough. He had no way of knowing that I was actually into the idea of my wife hitting on other guys and having some fun flirting, though it had never gone any farther than that. As much as some of the guys she teased might have wished it did.
“I was thinking I was the only person who could really do the part justice,” Justin muttered.
“It’s okay,” I said. “I wouldn’t give up my perch for the world. Besides, I’m not pretty enough to play a glittery seductive vampire like Justin.”
To be perfectly honest I wouldn’t give up my perch for other reasons. Giving it up would mean missing out on the show, and watching Liv having fun with other guys would ruin most of the enjoyment I got out of the haunted house. Sure scaring the crap out of people was a nice side benefit to an already fun job, but I’d come to look forward to Liv’s adventures every year almost as much as I think she’d come to enjoy having those adventures.
No, I wouldn’t give that up for the world.
Justin blushed but he at least rose to his defense.
“We’re not doing any of that glittery crap. This is going to be strictly old school. Think Nosferatu or Dracula getting his groove on back in the thirties. None of that modern bullshit.”
I rolled my eyes. “Right. Well either way I’m sure you’re going to have lots of fun with my wife.”
He blushed again and blessedly that was the end of the conversation. We went through assignments for everyone else and then broke for the night. Eventually we’d all gather at the warehouse again to start putting everything up, it had become a pretty rote thing at this point except for the areas where we made changes to keep parts of it new and fresh, but for now I had some time alone with my wife which was what I really wanted.
I paused to enjoy the view as we walked across the parking lot towards the car. It was still warm enough that she was in shorts and a tank top that revealed exactly why Justin would try to pull a fast one to get some up close and personal time with her under the guise of setting up a scene.
Her ass looked incredible in those shorts. It was a perfectly toned curve that I loved squeezing while she was pressing against me. While she was grinding her pussy against my rock hard cock and sending me into a frenzy. And suddenly I found myself wondering what it would be like for a guy who was feeling the same thing. Who was enjoying her sharing her treasures while also enjoying the forbidden pleasure of knowing they were touching another man’s wife.
Liv turned and flashed a smile at me. A mischievous smile that said she had a pretty good idea exactly what was running through my head, and why not? I’d never made any secret about how I felt about the idea of her flirting with other guys, and she’d never minded the intense fucking we enjoyed after she flirted with other guys.
It was a win/win for both of us.
“So I think someone was enjoying that more than he was letting on in the meeting,” Liv said.
I shrugged and grinned. “Guilty as charged. What did you expect?”
“Oh I don’t know. I figured that my husband would want to step in and try to save my honor from the devious haunted house head honcho who was abusing his power to do some sort of fucked up modern prima nocta.”
I rolled my eyes. “Justin doesn’t have that much power and you know it. If you didn’t want to do that then you would’ve said something too, you little slut.”
Of course I meant that in the most positive sense of the word. I loved it when she acted like a complete and total slut all for my benefit, and this new scene she’d be taking part in definitely had me intrigued. I wondered exactly what it would involve and how far she would let things go, because it was always a question of how far she wanted it to go. I was fine with whatever.
“You’re right,” she said with a grin. “I have to admit the idea intrigues me.”
I cocked an eyebrow. “Really? Justin?”
Liv blushed which surprised me. “Like you said, he kinda has that whole pretty boy thing going for him. He’s definitely more sparkly vampire than Dracula, whatever he says.”
I shook my head. This was going to be interesting. I couldn’t wait to see where it took us.
2: Dress Rehearsal
Needless to say I was looking forward to the dress rehearsal more than I’d looked forward to any dress rehearsal we’d ever had since we started working at the haunted house. Even more than the first time I got promoted from a crowd scarer who worked the line out front to working one of the “second floor” gigs in the warehouse.
It was pure torture waiting for that night. Waiting for the moment when the scene would finally come together. The problem was that my role was pretty much decided and known so I ended up spending a lot of my time helping with construction while people who were working on new acts for this year were off in their own little world working on rehearsals.
It meant that every day my wife was disappearing into a black box where I could project my every fantasy while I was pounding nails and helping to set up plastic skeletons and other things that looked a hell of a lot more scary once the darkness and strobe lighting was set up than it did with all the lights on.
Liv wasn’t being much help either. No, every time I asked her what they were doing in rehearsals she would just smile, pat me on the cheek, maybe lean up and give me a kiss if she was in a particularly generous mood, and say something that amounted to “wouldn’t you like to know?”
Yeah, thinking about what was going on in those rehearsals, wondering what was involved with a sexy vampire seduction scene, was causing some very awkward situations for me. Situations where I had to try and cover up my hard on because that would make things awkward if some of the girls working with me saw it and got the wrong idea.
Not that the right idea was much better. I couldn’t imagine what they would think if they realized I was actually turned on by the possibilities that opened up when my wife was off rehearsing with another man. Of course they all probably thought I was a pushover or a weirdo in the first place for going along with it, but I didn’t care.
Finally, though, dress rehearsal came. The day when I would finally be in my perch looking down on the vampire room and the new scene they’d created. The day when some friends and family of people who worked at the haunt went through for a dry run in something that had become both a necessity and a tradition through the years.
I was sitting on my perch, holding my breath, wondering what was going to hap
pen. The first thing I noticed as I made my way across the precarious network of catwalks to my platform was how different the vampire scene looked. In years past it had been a castle, real old fashioned Dracula sort of stuff, but as I looked down at it for the first time this year it looked more like somebody’s idea of a rich person’s penthouse apartment complete with a poorly painted city skyline on the other side of the windows and a thrift store mattress that wasn’t doing a very good job of standing in for something far more expensive.
Still, when the lights were down I suppose it would be good enough. That was pretty much the motto of this whole place, after all.
I got into my own costume, which wasn’t much of a costume considering the only thing anyone ever saw of me was my arms. I had a pair of costume hairy arms with claws at the end that I used to swipe at people and hopefully not hit them, though there had been a couple of close calls with particularly tall dudes over the years.
I was so preoccupied with putting my own costume on, there was no way I was going to navigate the second floor maze of catwalks with those on, that I didn’t notice when Liv came into the vampire room down below. I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and looked from my perch in the hall leading into her room.
My breath caught and I immediately grinned. Yeah, this was going to be a hell of a lot more sexy than anything they’d ever pulled with the three vampire vixens in years past.
Those costumes were always sheer white, just sheer enough that in the darkness you could imagine you were seeing something. Though of course all the girls were wearing undergarments which preserved their modesty and led to no small amount of frustration on my part since I always had my eye on the prize but never got to saw it.
Hey, I might be a married man but that didn’t mean I couldn’t enjoy watching the other vampire vixens in addition to my wife. Particularly with all the extra flirtatious fun she was having with other guys.