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The Cheating Wives Club


By Candace Mia

Copyright 2017 Candace Mia

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Hello. I’m Molina. Thank you for inviting me to speak here. I promise to keep all your secrets.

I know a lot of you are probably trophy wives. I think it’s a noble lifestyle. But I didn’t marry a man for money. I married my husband because he was hot and I kind of loved him.

But I wanted more, and I didn’t want to do the nine to five thing.

I had an idea.

I got a list of fugitives from the state, where there was a reward offered.

A friend of mine from high school now owned a bar downtown. I had an idea that he knew things. I invited him over for a visit while my husband was at work.

Dennis was tall and a bit chubby. He had a mustache and wore his hair long.

He stood in my living room and asked, “So why did you ask me over?”

I had a stack of pictures. I spread them out on the table. “Can you help me find any of these men?”

Dennis smiled at me like I was a naive little girl.

I kind of wanted to punch him.

He said, “You don’t want to get involved with men like these.”

I said, “You don’t know. Maybe I do want to get involved with men like these. Now, do you know where any of them are?”

He shrugged. “I might. But I’m not going to tell you. We could both get pretty fucked up.”

I was wearing a dress that went down to my thighs. I took it over my head. “How about now?”

Dennis’s eye got big. Now he looked more like an excited little boy then a condescending big man.

“I know you like my nipples. They got that thickness to them that makes men want to suck them.”

Dennis nodded, his eyes still massive. He clearly knew exactly what I was talking about.

“Now, if you’ll tell me where one of these guys is, I’ll do more.”

Dennis pointed at a picture. “I can get you close to him.”

The guy’s name was Freddie Lands.

“Hmm,” I said. “That one’s worth five grand.”

“But you didn’t hear anything from me.”

“Fair enough,” I said. “You want to suck my tits.”

“Yes, I do.”

I pushed him back into a chair. I put a tit to his face. “Suck away.”

He sucked my tit for a little while. And men always like to suck my tits hard. It feels so good.

“Wow,” he said.

“Yup,” I said. It’s like no nipple you’ve ever sucked.”

“No, it’s not.”

“Good. I think we’re establishing a working relationships.”

I moved between his legs and down. “But I know you’ll be wanting more than to suck my titties.”

I got Dennis’s cock out. It was pretty long. But I wanted to be a profession. And I knew big dicks were going to be part of the job.

I took it in my mouth and sucked.

I was gentle at first, and I only sucked the end of it.

But then I started bobbing my head down, going further and further down his cock.

I thought I’d probably like this job. I like men. I love cocks.

My husband knew I was going to bounty hunter. I’d never tell him my methods, though.

Dennis made a hissing sound. Then his cock was throbbing in my mouth.

Spitting it out seemed like it would be unprofessional. So I swallowed it. I kind of like doing that anyway.

I said, “Okay, Dennis. What can you tell me?”

He said, “Freddie is hiding out in Mason. I don’t know where, but it’s a pretty small town.”

“Okay,” I said. “This pans out and I’ll be back in contact. Now get out of my house.”

Author Bio

Candace Mia lives on a farm in the Midwest. She spends her days taking care of animals and tending fields. At night, she likes to curl up with a good erotica tale. She has recently decided to try her hand at writing stories of her own. She hopes that you enjoy the products of her wandering mind.

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