Cameos & Crises Book 4: A Loving Hotwife Story


 
 
 
 Cameos & Crises Book 4
 
 
 
 A Loving Hotwife Story
 
 
 
 By
 
 Peter G Johnson
 
 
 
 
 
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 AUTHOR:
 
 Peter G Johnson
 
 TITLE:
 
 
 Cameos & Crises Book 4
 
 
 
 A Hotwife Story
 
 
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 Contents
 
 
 
 
 Synopsis
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 1
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 2
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 3
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 4
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 5
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 6
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 7
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 8
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 9
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 10
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 11
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 12
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 13
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 14
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 15
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 16
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 17
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 18
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 19
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 20
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 21
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 22
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 23
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 24
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 25
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 26
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 27
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 28
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 29
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 30
 
 
 
 
 Epilogue
 
 
 
 
 Thanks and Author’s Note
 
 
 
 
 About the Author | Peter G Johnson
 
 
 
 
 Also by Peter G Johnson
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Synopsis
 
 
 
 It had seemed such a great idea at the time. Things had been going so well in the hotwife lifestyle Emily and I were enjoying with her regular new partner Ralph.
 
 
 Ralph was a handsome, well-hung guy a few years younger than my beautiful early forties wife Emily – a guy who happily lived a safe two hours away from our Chicago home.
 
 
 With everything going so well, I’d decided to indulge my love of danger and excitement by upping the ante. Away for eight weeks in Asia, I’d given Emily and Ralph carte blanche to spend time together and enjoy themselves. The ace up my sleeve being the small cameras I’d installed in his apartment when I’d invented a pretext to stay with him for a night.
 
 
 That bit of the plan had worked like clockwork. It was just everything else that had slowly gone to shit!
 
 
 Luisa, the most junior member of our work team had stumbled upon our secret and had made it clear the best way of ensuring her silence was to allow her to watch more of Ralph and Emily’s special shows.
 
 
 Then one of the cameras had short-circuited and started burning – leading to discovery of my bugging of Ralph’s apartment. My incensed and enraged wife punishing 
 
 
 Chapter 1
 
 
 
 Friday 25
 th
 May, UA862 Hong Kong to San Francisco
 
 
 35,000 ft above the Pacific Ocean, the pampered luxury of Business Class was little protection against the emotional turbulence consuming me.
 
 
 I was consumed by anger at what I’d seen and heard. At how Emily had behaved - both sexually with Ralph and his two friends, and emotionally. Her outright anger towards me, her rejection of our safety word COBRA and some of the vile words that had spewed forth from her mouth made me physically sick with anger.
 
 
 Who was this woman? How had she transformed so quickly from the woman I loved and worshiped into this foul-mouthed, loose-limbed slut?
 
 
 There had been such hatred, such anger – it spoke to something deep that had been festering for several months. 
 
 
 Not just anger at me for the way I’d spied. I understood her sense of betrayal and violation.
 
 
 Her actions – tearing off her rings, taunting me for not being a real man, giving herself to a gangbanger and two other men – these spoke volumes about deeper, unresolved issues. Issues about how I’d pushed her, but also truly deep issues about her own self-image. About her own internal conflicts about the life we were now living.