House Party: A Hotwife Novel

by Lexi Archer

  Oh yeah. Everyone was laughing. Everyone was outwardly acting like they thought playing something as old fashioned as truth or dare was a silly idea. Deep down, though, well under the surface where their desires lived, everyone in this hot tub was thinking that sounded like a great fucking idea and they were wondering if they should go through with it.

  Maybe it was time to give everyone another push.

  “I think that sounds like a great idea,” I said. “I can’t remember the last time I played a game of truth or dare. What do you think Alyssa?”

  I fixed my eyes on hers. Held her gaze as her mouth fell open and she was under my spell. A blush came to her face and I had a pretty good idea what she was imagining happening as a result of a truth or dare game. Probably the same naughty sapphic scenarios running through my head.

  Well, a little bit of the sapphic and a little bit of my husband with Jennifer. Tonight seemed like a night for testing all sorts of fun fantasies with the neighbors.

  “I think it could be fun,” Alyssa said.

  “What do you think Jennifer?” Ryan asked. She blushed as she looked at him and then to her husband. When she looked back at Ryan a huge grin had split her face as well.

  “I’m up for it if you are,” she said.

  “Oh you know I’m up for it,” he said with a double meaning that wasn’t very double at all. Everyone started giggling again.

  Okay then. It looked like we were a go for a good old fashioned game of truth or dare. I hadn’t been this excited about playing that game since a fateful night way back in high school when… but the less said about that the better. No, I was more interested in what sort of fun we could have tonight with our neighbors.

  Ryan looked at Owen and then to Ethan. “I’m guessing you guys are more than up for whatever as long as your ladies are up for it. Am I right?”

  “You bet your ass,” Ethan said.

  “As long as Alyssa is sure then I’m sure,” Owen said.

  “Oh I think Alyssa is more than sure,” Ryan said. “And since I was the one who suggested this game I’m sure y’all won’t mind if I’m the one who gets us started?”

  There were murmurs of assent from around the hot tub. My skin felt like it was on fire, and it had nothing to do with the warm water surrounding me and everything to do with the way Alyssa was looking at me with lust that wasn’t even concealed. Ryan must have noticed the way she was looking at me, too, because I was the first one he called out.

  “Emma my darling wife, truth or dare?”

  I didn’t look at him. I didn’t look at anyone else in the hot tub. Let them think I was being brazen. Forward. Fuck that. I wanted what I wanted, and I was more than happy to go along with the game because I knew Ryan was about to make something very fun happen. I knew this wasn’t going to be a game where we started out with embarrassing bullshit and then moved into the real stuff. Everyone in this hot tub had drank way too much and we were all way too turned on for anything silly like that.

  So I took a chance.

  “Dare. Always dare, baby,” I said. “Truth is a bullshit cop out anyways.”

  “I’m inclined to agree, but I figured I’d at least give you the chance to cop out,” Ryan said. “But since you’re being game, dare it is.”

  I held my breath. This was the moment of truth. He could ask me to do anything, but something told me he wasn’t going to ask me to do anything. No, from the way he took my hand and gave it a squeeze I knew he was going to ask me to do the one thing I’d been wanting to do ever since Alyssa and I were so rudely interrupted in the middle of “trying on swimsuits” earlier in the evening.

  “I dare you to kiss Alyssa,” he said.

  I turned and cocked an eyebrow. “Kiss? That’s kinda vague, don’t you think? Not make out?”

  Ryan shrugged and grinned. “You two can do what you want to do.”

  “For how long?” Alyssa asked. I turned and she was captivating. Her mouth was open, her eyes were wide, and from the way her shoulders were rising and falling at the waterline it was obvious she wanted this just as much as I did. No surprise there considering what we’d been up to earlier.

  “We’re all adults here. You two do what you want to do and we’ll all sit back and enjoy the show. Right guys?”

  Ethan and Owen gave a thumbs up. Jennifer smiled and winked at me.

  Well then. That seemed like all the encouragement I needed. I got up and made my way across the hot tub, my body on fire and my lips anticipating the touch they’d been missing ever since that naughty make out session on the bed I shared with my husband. It was time to have some fun with an audience!

  11: Alyssa

  Shit. She was coming right for me. Emma was coming right for me and Owen was right here next to me and this was just like the sort of thing we’d fantasized about but I never thought she’d be coming at me to kiss me while he was in the room. I always figured we’d have to find some way for him to watch without her knowing and now it was happening and my thoughts were running together in a confused jumble while all our friends sat back and watched the show. Watched my deep dark bisexual fantasy being laid bare for the world to see.

  Then Emma was pressing her lips against mine and suddenly I didn’t care about any of that bullshit. No, all I cared about was the feel of her lips against mine. The fire that just a simple brushing could do. It was nothing compared to the raging fire I’d felt earlier when we’d been interrupted right on the edge of doing so much more than kissing, but it was still pretty fucking hot!

  I wondered how far we were going to take things this time. Everyone was watching, after all. Surely she wouldn’t try to make out with me with her husband right…

  Oh. Oh shit. Oh fuck. Her mouth opened to me and then I was opening my mouth to her because it seemed like the polite thing to do. Her tongue took advantage of the opening I provided and then it was dancing in and out of my own mouth. Our tongues dueled one another as she pressed against me.

  Emma was wearing a suit that was just as scandalous as what I had on. Apparently she was picking her suits almost entirely from the scandal collection this evening whether she was picking something for me to wear or something for her to wear. Jennifer was also in a pretty skimpy outfit, come to think of it.

  God. Jennifer. I know Emma is the one I had the hots for, but that game in the pool with Jennifer earlier, playing king of the mountain with my legs wrapped around Ethan’s head, had been so fucking hot. Every time we pressed against each other it seemed like suddenly we weren’t trying to push each other away so much as we were grappling and trying to hold on tightly because it felt so fucking good having our bodies pressing together like that.

  At least it felt so fucking good for me. Still, Jennifer would’ve made a better effort to actually, y’know, play the game if she wasn’t enjoying herself at least as much as I was!

  Emma’s body was pure sex where it pressed against mine. She was hotter than the water surrounding us.

  A part of me still couldn’t believe I was going along with this. I’d never played a game of truth or dare before. One of the drawbacks of going to a religious school. Sure there were truth or dare games spoken of in furtive whispers around the school, but I’d never actually been part of one.

  I shivered, thankful I’d gotten out of that environment. Thankful that I could experience things like this. I wrapped my arms around Emma and continued to enjoy her taste. The feel of her body pressed against mine.

  Of course at the same time I was enjoying the thought of everyone watching. I wondered if it was the forbidden nature of being with another woman, the forbidden nature of cheating on Owen even though he was sitting right next to me and I had his permission, or the forbidden thrill of knowing everyone else in the hot tub was watching us and getting turned on. I knew how men looked at me. I’d seen how Ethan and Ryan looked at me even though we were all friends and I considered their wives best friends.

  And it never failed to turn me on. To get me so fucking hot!
Knowing they were all watching me while I made out with Emma was just icing on the cake as far as I was concerned.

  Whatever it was that was turning me on, I decided that ultimately I didn’t care. As long as I felt the way I felt I’d take it.

  We were really starting to go at it. It felt like Emma was doing her best to scrape my tonsils clean as we pushed back and forth in a battle with our tongues. As we sighed into one another. I’d been with guys who kissed like that before and didn’t care for it, but there was something about the way Emma carried herself, something about how turned on I was pressing against her, that made everything feel all right in this instance.

  Her hands started moving up and down my body. I paused in the kiss, but then figured fuck it. I was supposed to be having fun tonight, Owen liked this, and obviously if Ryan had a problem with his wife doing this sort of thing he wouldn’t have made the dare in the first place.

  So I didn’t say anything when her hand moved up to cup one of my tits. If anything I just got an even bigger exhibitionist thrill as she pulled my top aside and my tit was exposed to the cool night air. Exposed to everyone around us.

  I heard a gasp from someone, but I couldn’t tell who it was since my eyes were closed and I was so busy concentrating on the wonderful feeling that was Emma. That was her fingers manipulating my nipple like it was a pleasure button. In her hands it felt like my nipples were miniature clits with electricity dancing from her hands down to my pussy. Fuck!

  I never knew it could be this good with my friend. Sure there’d always been a part of me that fantasized about getting with a girl even if I was mostly attracted to guys. A part of me that had been terrifying when I was going to the religious school and there was a time when I was convinced I was gay. Now, though, it was just causing a cascade of pleasure to course through my body that had me in very real danger of coming right in front of everyone. I could feel the tingling building deep in my body and I wanted nothing more than the exquisite release that would come if she’d just move her hands down between my legs.

  Emma’s hand started tracing down my stomach as I moved my hands down to give her ass a squeeze. I’m sure everyone watching us would really like that move. She moved lower. Lower. So low that she was almost there. Her fingers were brushing along the top of my bikini bottoms. Her nails moved just inside the top and at any moment she’d be brushing her fingers against my pussy and I’d get that release I craved.

  Someone cleared their throat. I wanted to scream in frustration as Emma pulled away. Couldn’t she tell how close I was? Didn’t she know I just needed a little more attention and then I’d be going over the edge?

  From the way she smiled and winked it seemed she knew exactly what she was doing. Damn it. Talk about a fucking tease! I wanted to smack her. Splash her. Something. But I resisted the urge. Instead I turned to Ryan.

  “How long were we doing that?”

  “I honestly don’t know,” Ryan said. “I sort of lost track of time, but that was fucking hot!”

  “You can say that again,” Ethan said.

  I turned to Owen. The other guys talking about how hot that was had me turned on, but ultimately the only opinion in this hot tub that really mattered was his. He was still staring at me with his mouth wide open looking more turned on than anything else. And why not? A combination of booze and getting to see the fantasy we’d been talking about for so long was probably more than enough to short-circuit the more rational thinking parts of his brain!

  “What did you think?”

  Owen licked his lips. Looked around at everyone and then back at me. A smile split his face. “I fucking loved it baby! Damn! That was way hotter than…”

  Owen managed to stop himself before he let on that he’d been watching us while we were up in Emma’s room having a little fun. Barely. I rolled my eyes. That would’ve been just perfect if he gave away that he was perving on us. Sure there was a raw sexual energy in this hot tub just begging to be let free, but there was a difference between that and what Owen had been doing earlier. I wasn’t sure how they’d take it.

  Better not to bring it up at all.

  “So who’s next?” I asked.

  Ryan shrugged and grinned. “You were the first victim. Seems only fair that you get to go next.”

  I looked at Owen. I looked over to Emma. I thought about the way my husband was looking at me after I finished making out with Emma. I thought about how incredible Emma felt pressing against me. How hot that had been making out with her in front of an audience. How fucking hot I still was, and how much I still needed some release. Any release.

  From what I understood about truth or dare it was supposed to be a game where things escalated slowly. Where people started out with silly dares and then moved on to the more serious stuff. Fuck that. I was so turned on that I was ready to go for the gold from the outset. I looked between my husband and Emma.

  “Fuck this truth stuff. I have a dare for the two of you.”

  Eyebrows raised around the hot tub. I had a feeling I was breaking the rules, but it’s not like this was an ancient and sacred game or anything. It was something played by horny teenagers who were afraid to admit their true wants and desires. I was a woman and I knew exactly what I wanted and desired.

  “I’m game,” Emma said after a quick glance to her husband.

  “I have a feeling I’m going to love whatever you come up with,” Owen said. Good man.

  “Is daring two people at once allowed?” Ethan asked, though from the smile on his face and the tone of his voice it was obvious he wasn’t being completely serious.

  “Don’t know how many times I’ll have to say this, but we’re all adults here. Just go with what’s fun!”

  “Right,” I said. “And right now what sounds more fun than anything is for Emma and my husband to join me on one of those oversized lounge chairs over by the pool. What do you say?”

  I didn’t wait for the answer. I smiled and stood. Stepped out of the hot tub with my stomach burning as I thought of all of them staring at my ass. Getting a good eyeful and thinking about the things they’d like to do to me. Hopefully thinking about the things they were about to do to me in the case of Emma and Owen.

  I giggled as I thought of the bomb I just dropped right in the middle of our group of friends.

  12: Owen

  I glanced around to everyone in the hot tub. They were all staring at my wife and yet all I could do was stare at them. In particular I was staring at Emma who was looking at Alyssa’s delicious ass as she stepped down and moved over to one of those huge lounge chairs lining the pool at this place.

  Damn. I figured Alyssa was going to make a move at some point, but I never figured she’d move this quickly. I definitely had trouble imagining my quiet unassuming wife doing something as brazen as calling me and Emma out like that.

  Emma glanced over at me and licked her lips. She held my gaze for the space of a breath and there was pure sex in that glance. My cock was already rock hard, but it was also definitely standing up and taking notice of the way she was looking at me. How she winked as she stood and then the entire hot tub was treated to the view of her gorgeous ass in an equally scandalous bikini as she stepped out and made her way over to the same lounge chair and sat down next to my wife.

  The entire time everyone else was watching Emma and her gorgeous ass I was watching her husband. Waiting for the other shoe to drop. Waiting for him to say something that would put an end to this fun before it started. I figured surely jealousy would get the best of him and he’d be calling Emma back or something, only it never came. He just watched her with an affectionate smile on his face.

  If I didn’t know any better I’d almost think they’d planned this between the two of them. Almost. If Alyssa and I had done it then what was to stop everyone else at this shindig from doing the same? The way things had almost seamlessly transitioned from having dinner with friends to playing truth or dare made me think everyone was in on the fun even before they kn
ew for sure what that fun was going to be.

  Finally everyone remaining in the hot tub turned to stare at me. It was obvious each of them were wondering what the hell I was doing still sitting in here with a mild case of shock rather than going out there to join my wife in her fun.

  “What are you waiting for man?” Ethan asked.

  “Seriously. Go have fun. Don’t worry about me getting jealous or anything,” Ryan said.

  I blinked. I couldn’t believe he was giving me permission to go have fun with his wife. Not that I’d planned on having fun with his wife. I mean sure if she invited me in then I might decide to see what’s what, but I was far more interested in watching Alyssa have her fun. I was far more turned on by the idea of my wife who was normally so sweet and innocent getting down and dirty with another woman. Watching her violate not only our marriage vows but also exploring the forbidden pleasures that were another woman.

  Of course if Ryan was going to give me permission to have a little bit of fun with Emma then it’s not like I was going to turn that opportunity down. You didn’t turn down something that delicious being served up to you on a silver platter. And the way Ryan said that had me hopeful that maybe Emma would be interested in some fun with both of us rather than just Alyssa.

  “Fuck, I need to get over there!” I said.

  Laughter followed me as I hopped out of the hot tub and made my way over to Emma and Alyssa who hadn’t wasted any time waiting on me before having their fun. I wondered what was going to happen back in the hot tub, but those thoughts quickly fled from my head as I saw the incredible sight that was waiting for me!

  Emma had already climbed on top of Alyssa and the two of them were making out like they were the only two women in the world. I stared transfixed at this sight that I’d seen in porn so many times before, but I never imagined I’d be witnessing it and it would be my own wife who was having the fun with one of our best friends! They were a steady symphony of sighs and moans as their bodies pressed together in those bikinis that left almost nothing to the imagination. It was like watching two gorgeous angels coming together rather than two sexy suburban housewives.