We had a pretty good time, she had an easy laugh, and we warmed to each other’s company. Finally though, it was time to leave. “It’s after dark... I should be leaving” she said. I allowed that it was time for me to be getting back to the hotel, I had work in the morning. So I offered to walk her to her car. The parking lot wasn’t entirely full, but most of the spots near the store were taken. She had parked towards the back of the lot, yet there were still cars around hers. The lot was pretty. The More You Want Someone Else, The More Your Man Wants YouAgain, you’re playing on the competition and the teasing aspect of things here… The more that you act as if you WANT to be a Hotwife, the more that your husband or partner is going to WANT you. His desire for you is going to skyrocket, his sexual desire for you is going to make it so that he’s ready to chew his own leg off to get you back in bed. I have experienced this firsthand many times…if I am completely honest about an “encounter”. I wanted to hear his answer, but I also felt bad for him. I know I hate being put on the spot like that, so I tried to cut him a break."Good morning, beautiful," I offered his wife with a smile. "I hope we didn't wake you. It looks like he was thoughtful enough to make coffee. Would you like some?"Her look at me was nearly sharp, but then she let herself smile as she recognized my distraction for what it was. He sagged in relief as she answered, "Good morning, handsome. I would be delighted to. " How can I refuse?"Meanwhile, back in town, Aunt Jane, with me always out on my modeling contract, was feeling bored. When Mom and Dad died in that car accident, she had felt duty-bound to take me in because 'the poor kid had no one else'. Granted, I had just finished my last year of high school but that was still too young to be on one's own. While she hadn't said so, she had been worried, however, that I would put a crimp in her routine. And I had, at that ... because of me, she had stayed.