Katie's Hotwife Adventures

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

I was in love with Katie. After acknowledging that, it was just a matter of winning her. The plan had three stages—in addition to me being the best, most attentive boyfriend a woman ever had.

Stage one, buy a ring—a costly, name-brand engagement and wedding ring—the complete set. I had a good idea about what she liked, but I was afraid the rock was so damn big she’d accidentally hurt me with it—a full three carats.

She could have hocked it and bought a condo, well not in San Francisco but maybe in Sioux City. The set was in the high five-figure range.

Stage two, book a hot air balloon ride over the Napa Valley. We’d go up on a perfect day, with the incomparable sights below us and…

Stage three, propose. I’d get down on my knee and show my Katie the rings that would be very difficult to return, and I’d ask her to marry me. To join our fortunes together, so to speak.

It almost worked. For the next few months, Katie and I were together most of the time. We didn’t always have s*x, but we always had a good time. Fortunately, I had a personal assistant who is a hopeless romantic, and she oversaw setting up our dating schedule.

We saw plays; we ate out at some of the world’s best restaurants; we even caught a flight to Las Vegas for a weekend of debauchery and gambling.

We spent some evenings watching Netflix in my condo while we relaxed and ate pizza with the curtains open so that the lights of the city competed with the movie on the TV.

One night I introduced Katie to my lesbian friend Nancy and explained what Nancy’s friendship meant to me. Katie was beside herself with gratitude. The women hugged, and Nancy even went for the kiss, a kiss that lasted longer than I would have expected.

When the kiss ended, Katie’s eyes were a little unfocused. It was the same kiss that she’d experienced with me, but coming from Nancy, it had to be very different.

That night, when I crawled into bed, Katie was already playing with herself. She was wet to mid-thigh, and she came almost as soon as I started to eat her. Katie wouldn’t let me stop licking a sucking. While I was busy down there, she told me how Nancy’s kiss had turned her on, how she’d be sleeping with Nancy right now if she didn’t like me so much.

She wanted to know if I’d really learned everything I knew from Nancy, and lesbians must be as good as everyone said they were.

I lost track of her orgasms; there were so many, some multiple that flowed together. I wasn’t sure my mouth could take the workout, or that Katie would survive the ordeal.

The next day I told Katie that I had a special surprise for her. Without giving anything away, I got her dressed appropriately for the weather aloft. It would be colder, and convincing Katie to wear warm clothing was a challenge. Usually, I want her nearly naked, so she was suspicious right away.