The late hour and the physical exertion didn't leave me much time to dither before sleep claimed me. * * *"Come on, wake up, Bubbles. It's almost n...on." Andie was shaking me. And that meant a _lot_ of shaking on my part. Waking up in bed with a woman who looked like Andie would once have been a very pleasant dream, but the considerable undulations of my chest as she tried to get me up left me with no doubt that what had happened last night was not a dream. A metaphoric nightmare, perhaps.. When my girl friend Tina came to dinner, and we both decided on the spur of the moment to go to a singles club together, my exposure to the Hotwife lifestyle began. (You can read all about this in my story titled "First Time Cuckoldress".) This is required reading for the prospective Hotwife.As the story says, my husband was so excited by this encounter, we decided to take it to its extreme, not only to excite me, but to serve his needs as well.Cuckoldry is not just about you, it is about you. So I went regularly. Till then I have never had any bad intentions about her as I had always thought her as my elder sister. But one day when I went to her house her mom was not home and I heard her moaning pretty loud in the bedroom. I just peeped through the window and I saw her masturbating by watching porn in her laptop. She was wearing a t-shirt and red panty. She was pressing her boobs and rubbing her pussy over her panties by giving soft moans. I got my dick erected. I didn’t want her to. The train stopped, it was her stop, not mine, but we left together and walked hand in hand, not speaking, to an old house, set back a little from the road, and pushing past rather overgrown hedges, made our way to the front doo. She turned and was in my arms in no time at all, her mouth urgently seeking mine, our tongues finding and fighting like swordsmen. Her body moulded itself to mine, the firm pressure of her breasts against my chest, and her hips pressing urgently against mine. Then she.