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Grace’s life in the Anderson household is predictable and painful but not without merit. She is one of five slaves owned and stabled on the beautiful, sprawling estate. She’s well-fed, housed, even allowed to be intimate with other slaves. But she knows her best friend is nearby. She saw her on the street.

The Newbie “I was too nervous to sit still but too desperate to leave.” I wasn’t miserable in my ten-year marriage but I wasn’t exactly happy, either. When I confided as much to my neighbor, I discovered a secret that rocked my world. Some of my best friends were members of the secret White Hot Wives Club and had been for years without telling me. But now that I knew, I was determined to take full advantage of all the perks that came with membership, including the effect it might have on my husband.

After almost six months as a very active member of the White Hot Wives Club, I noticed something was missing. Although hundreds of men belonged to the club and dozens wanted to be with me, all of them were white. I’ve never been with a black man before but the Club had so changed my attitude toward sex that I’m ready for anything.

My life has changed so much since I joined the White Hot Wives Club. My husband is so much more attentive to my needs and I’m having more fun than ever with so many different men from such different walks of life. Until even that’s not enough.

“I was too nervous to sit still but too desperate to leave.” I wasn’t miserable in my ten-year marriage but I wasn’t exactly happy, either. When I confided as much to my neighbor, I discovered a secret that rocked my world. Some of my best friends were members of the secret White Hot Wives Club and had been for years without telling me. But now that I knew, I was determined to take full advantage of all the perks that came with membership, including the effect it might have on my husband.

I couldn’t believe my good luck when Marlon moved in with Garrett and me. I love my husband but having a boyfriend is so wonderful, too. One who gets me in a way my husband doesn’t. One who gives me what I need. And even more.

Grace has been with almost every member of the Athens Club before her debut is complete. And she proves to be one of the most requested slaves of the dozens they own. But the club’s goal is not to own her for too long. Its goal is to sell her to the highest bidder. Of which there are, not surprisingly, many. But only one will succeed.

Lauren is even better at recruiting whores than she was at being one. Rodney Morrow, the owner of the Penthouse Hotel (a.k.a. The Whore Hotel), notices just what a rising star Lauren might be, and her life changes course. Again. Lauren's story of interracial domination, cuckoldry, whoring, and submission continues as she transfers to the original Penthouse Hotel in Atlanta, with mindblowing consequences for her marriage, her career, and her life. This book was previously released as Lauren at the Penthouse Hotel - Part 3

Part 1 - Do whores make the best wives? Lauren is about to find out. After working part-time at the Penthouse Hotel (a.k.a. the Whore Hotel) for a year, Lauren is ready to settle down. Her mentor at the hotel introduces her to her future husband, but also to his future boss, who insists on getting to know Lauren intimately. As her new life spirals into unexpected complications, Lauren discovers a world that surprises her in ways she never imagined possible.

Lauren is such an exceptional whore, she gets promoted to madam, to recruit her debutante society friends to whore right along with her at the Penthouse Hotel (a.k.a. The Whore Hotel). With her career taking off, her marriage starts to crumble. She's bored with her husband, so she invites her first bull into their relationship and bedroom, with unexpected consequences. Lauren's story of interracial domination, cuckoldry, whoring, and submission continues.

“He wants me to have his baby,” my seductive wife said to me. For years I loved my bachelorhood so much, I thought I’d never marry. Then I met Nadia. From the moment I first saw her, Nadia had me. But when I found out what she did for a living, I almost ended it. Until I realized how foolish I was being. That’s when life really got interesting. I had no idea being a cuckold would be so thrilling. Then Nadia’s bull put an end to all of that. And our lives were never the same again.

At long last, I finally chose to take control. It was my husband’s idea to shake up our marriage so many months ago. He introduced me to a world I never knew existed. He pushed me to do things I still can’t believe I did. All because he needed to gratify his desire.

My life is spinning out of control. In just a few short months, I’ve gone from being a somewhat prim and proper wife and schoolteacher to something I didn’t know existed a year ago. A hotwife. I resisted at first, but now I’m committed. And I’m loving it. At my husband’s suggestion, I began seeing other men. I loved the attention at first. Then I discovered my husband had more than a desire to have me see other men.

After ten years together I thought I knew my husband. I was wrong. Out of the blue, he surprised the hell out of me one night. He wanted me to open myself up to possibilities I never knew existed, not for a married woman. He explained about another lifestyle, another way of being married, another way of enjoying sex. Hotwife. He told me what he wanted, but he asked me what I would consider. We talked about so many things - how to start, what would change, and most importantly, what wouldn’t change. If I wanted it.

My wife Sloane is trying to motivate me. I know she means well but I wish she'd stop. Or try something a little more conventional. But conventional is not what she does. Never has, never will. For better and for worse. Until death do us part.

When my first bull lost me to another bull, I was fine with it. I needed a change. But the unintended consequences of that change were big. Really big. My husband refused to go along with the change. Now I’m trying to get him back to where I need him to be. All while adjusting to my new bull’s demands. Demands I never saw coming. Demands that rock my world.

I can’t say for sure that I adopted my rescue dog so I had an excuse to see Bettie at the dog park again. But if I’m being honest with you, or myself, that was definitely part of the reason I did. So when I ran into her after just a week of trekking uptown to our old haunt with my new mutt, I was thrilled to see her again. Even better, she seemed happy to see me, too.

My husband wanted me to sleep with a black man. My bull wanted me to sleep with other black men. I did what they wanted with no complaints. I may not be complaining, but when do I get to do something just for myself?

I took to the club Marlon introduced me to like a duck takes to water. And everything that went on there. Everything. Too soon though, it wasn’t enough. So we moved on to bigger and better things. The biggest and the best things.

When I met Oakley, I was a newly-promoted detective, the youngest in LAPD history. She was a rookie cop, stuck impersonating a hooker to catch johns for the Vice Squad. I had to admit, she looked good in her role. Too good. So I asked her out, liked what I learned about her and wound up marrying her. To the surprise of everyone who knew us. But only I knew the truth about her. Until she turned the tables on me.