Long Distance Lust: A Hotwife Novel

by Lexi Archer

I smiled a sickly smile and he seemed to find whatever he was looking for in that smile. He grinned and clapped me on the back.

  The place was great for pulling in the ladies. There was one lady in particular I could think of that he seemed interested in. Would he be trying to pull her in by the end of the summer? The very thought of it was enough to make me feel sick. It was enough to…

  To make my cock hard? Why the fuck was my cock hard thinking about that? That’d never happened before, and yet that jealousy twisting deep inside me was mixing with something else.

  Arousal.

  Okay, that was fucked up. I needed a fucking drink.

  “I think I’m going to go get something,” I said. “Want to come with Carrie?”

  She looked at Colin then back to me. Smiled a too-sweet smile as she patted me on the shoulder.

  “No, you go on ahead,” she said. “I think I’m going to stay here and get to know some people better. After all, I am going to be here all summer!”

  I shook my head. I knew what she was doing. She was pissed off that I was pissed off and she was trying to make me pay for bringing her over here in the first place.

  Well if she thought I was going to rise to that bait she had another thing coming. I’d show her that I was secure enough in our relationship to let her stand around talking to some muscular guy. I really was secure enough in our relationship not to suspect her.

  Usually. Only there were those strange feelings coursing through me. Almost as though I was hoping on some level that something might happen. Not to mention she was going to be here on her own all fucking summer long.

  That was a long time for a guy to try and get in with her when I wasn’t around to put a stop to it and tell him to fuck off. There’d been a couple of guys who creeped Carrie out to the point that I stepped in and told them to get lost.

  Of course that had always been after they creeped Carrie out. We’d never been in a situation before where a guy obviously had the hots for her and she was responding as though she had the hots for them.

  Again my cock twitched and my stomach twisted up in the most wonderful way. Damn.

  This was going to turn into one hell of a distraction if I wasn’t careful. I’d also painted myself into another corner. I could stay here with Carrie, but if I did then it would be as good as saying I didn’t trust her hanging out with this guy.

  And there was the thought of what might happen if I went over to the impromptu bar they’d set up at the island in the middle of their little apartment. Maybe I’d be able to see something interesting from over there.

  So I went over to the bar. The guy looked up at me and blinked a couple of times.

  “Is there a problem?” I asked.

  “No problem,” he said. “Just surprised to see you over here.”

  “Why would you be surprised to see me over here?” I asked.

  “I mean aren’t you the guy who was in the room with that ho… I mean… um, with your fiancee? The two of you are engaged, right?”

  I poured a shot of whiskey and downed it in a single gulp. I didn’t even care if someone else used the glass. I was that pissed off. Besides, I figured anything that might be living on the shot glass was probably killed by this stuff.

  It was strong alcohol, after all. Couldn’t get more disinfecting than that. Now if only it was that easy to get rid of some of the other things infesting this party.

  I turned around and looked through the crowd. It was difficult to see what was going on over there, but I could see glimpses of Carrie leaning closer to the guy. Laughing when he talked to her.

  She didn’t look my way once through it all. I knew she was doing this to punish me. She was probably pissed off that I brought us over here in the first place, but I was pissed off that she spent the entire day we were supposed to be spending together rearranging her new room.

  Maybe I was cutting my nose off to spite my face, but I still felt a little bit of that anger. Anger that I turned on this guy who was trying to make small talk.

  “Yeah, we’re engaged. What about it? Is there something wrong with that?” I asked.

  “Nothing wrong with that,” he said. “You just don’t see many girls make it through the summer with their relationships intact, is all. Lots of breakups happen, but the two of you are engaged so I’m sure it’ll be different.”

  That seemed like an occasion to pour some more whiskey and take another shot. The stuff was smooth going down with almost no hint of burn. Whoever picked this chose the good stuff. I would’ve felt bad about drinking it without paying, but I figured these assholes owed me for coming over to Carrie’s apartment and interrupting us.

  “So is there anything I should know about your roommate who keeps hitting on my girl?” I asked.

  I was asking him a question, but I couldn’t help but feel a little excited at the thought of a guy hitting on Carrie. I didn’t know where this sudden urge was coming from, but it was compelling.

  “Colin?” the guy laughed. “Oh yeah, I could tell you all sorts of things about Colin.”

  I poured myself another shot. I was going to be feeling pretty good here soon if this kept up. I raised it in a toast to the guy manning the bar.

  “Then by all means. Tell me all about Colin.”

  And so he did, and I wasn’t sure if I should be terrified or turned on at what he said.

  6

  Carrie

  “So then we all burst in and Trevor is right there bare-assed on top of this girl pumping away and meanwhile her boyfriend is ready to murder the asshole,” Colin said with a laugh.

  I laughed right along with him. Maybe it was because of the couple of beers I’d had, but the story was funny.

  I mean the idea of some poor son-of-a-bitch coming out here to see his girlfriend and then finding another guy balls deep inside her wasn’t funny, but you know what I mean.

  I blushed thinking about that. Maybe that wasn’t funny, but it was fucking hot. And as I looked at Colin I couldn’t help but run that scenario through my head, only this time as the fantasy worked its way through my mind I was thinking about what it would feel like if I was the girl and he was the one who was balls deep in me.

  Damn. That was crude, and not right. I was a taken girl. I shouldn’t think about anyone but Taylor being balls deep inside me, and yet here we were. I blushed again thinking about it.

  “You sure you’re okay?” Colin asked. “You’ve been blushing an awful lot since we started talking about this. We could talk about something else?”

  “No!” I said, perhaps a little too loud and a little too quick.

  Damn it Taylor. Why did he have to drag me over to this party? Why did he have to get me on the edge of that blissful glory that was his body on top of mine twice today and then leave me hanging?

  If we hadn’t gotten so close to fucking twice today then been frustrated I wouldn’t be like this right now. It was only because I was so horny that I was even entertaining the idea of fucking Colin.

  Any other time I wouldn’t give it a second thought, right?

  I was surprised to realize that might not be the case. The guy was hot, and he knew what he was doing. At least I figured he knew what he was doing.

  It should be pretty fucking obvious what a guy was doing when he kept giving a girl drinks and then started telling a “funny story” he remembered that just so happened to deal with a girl cheating on her boyfriend.

  He was trying to put ideas into my head. He was trying to wear me down and get me used to the idea and then he would swoop in and take advantage.

  It wasn’t the first time a guy had tried something like this with me. It probably wouldn’t be the last time a guy tried something like this with me.

  I wished I could say it wouldn’t work this time, but with Taylor MIA I was starting to seriously lose my composure. I was going to have to go to my apartment to get away from this all.

  “You sure?” he asked. “I mean I don’t want to embarrass you or anything.
I’d hate for you to…”

  “Look, this has been fun,” I said. “But I really need to find my boyfriend and get out of here.”

  “Your boyfriend? I thought you said the two of you were engaged?”

  I blushed again, and this time the blush was all for the slip. I was so pissed off that I forgot we were engaged. It happened from time to time. I’m sure to Colin it looked like I was demoting him from fiance to boyfriend though.

  “Whatever,” I said. “I need to get out of here.”

  I was desperate. This was too much. Taylor said he was going to go get a drink and he hadn’t been back for like a half hour. I knew because I kept acting like I was getting text messages so I could check the time.

  I had a pretty good feeling Colin knew I wasn’t actually checking my text messages. Colin seemed to know way too much about me and I wasn’t sure I liked it.

  I needed to get out of here. If Taylor wasn’t going to come over here and get me away from this guy like he usually did when I was at one of these parties and a guy was getting too close then I was going to remove myself from the situation.

  It was the right thing to do. Even if what I really wanted to do was stay here and flirt with Colin. I knew it was just flirting. I knew the new thing could seem like a lot of fun even if what I had with Taylor was real.

  Even if my fiance was being an asshole tonight leaving me with this guy. I wondered if this was supposed to be some sort of test or something.

  I didn’t care. If it was a test I wasn’t going to take part in it. I walked around Colin as he opened his mouth, no doubt to try and get me to stay, and headed for the front door.

  I stepped out into the warm summer night and took a couple of deep breaths. The air seemed cleaner out here. It’s not like there was anyone smoking in there or anything, but a bunch of people squeezed into a small space with booze was enough to make the air outside seem pristine in comparison.

  I took a couple of deep breaths and tried to get it under control. I’m not sure if I did a great job of it, but at least my heart wasn’t racing by the time I took a step back towards my apartment.

  Never mind that it was a wobbly step. That my body was on fire. That I had goose bumps running up and down my arms. That all I could think about was what it would’ve felt like if Colin moved in and pressed that body against me.

  That man was dangerous. Taylor leaving me in there was dangerous. Being so horny when I went to a party and had too much to drink was dangerous. Everything about being in there was dangerous and I’d been a good girl removing myself from it.

  I walked over to my door and waved my card in front of the reader. I stepped inside and took a deep breath. Stepped away from the door which started to shut behind me.

  I needed to get to my room. I figured Taylor would call me when he’d decided he’d had enough at that party.

  Though I was left wondering what the hell he thought he was doing over there. After all, wasn’t he supposed to protect me from that sort of thing? Wasn’t he supposed to step in and keep assholes like Colin from hitting on me?

  I did my part by removing myself from the situation when it was obvious the temptation was too great. Why couldn’t he do his part and defend me, damn it?

  The more I thought about it the more infuriated I got. I was practically stomping as I reached the top level and saw that everything was quiet up there. Everything was dark.

  Julia. She had to be over at that party too. I wondered what she was doing. I wondered if Taylor found her. I’d seen the way she looked at him and I knew the way he’d been looking at her.

  What if there was some other reason aside from anger that kept Taylor from coming to my rescue? What if the reason he didn’t leap to my defense was because he was busy flirting with someone else?

  What if he saw me getting close to Colin and decided if I was going to do that bullshit then he would do the same?

  The thought filled me with fear. I didn’t think he’d do that to me, but then again before tonight I didn’t think I was the kind of person who would flirt so openly and brazenly with another guy, and look at what I’d been doing with Colin.

  I wheeled around and screamed.

  “What the fuck are you doing here Colin?”

  He took a step back and held his hands up. He looked like he was trying to be as nonthreatening as possible, but let’s be honest here. Any time a guy shows up in an apartment where he’s not invited it’s just a little creepy.

  Even if he was still fucking hot. Even if it was even more dangerous that he’d showed up here.

  “Hold on Carrie,” he said. “It’s not like that.”

  “How the fuck did you get in here?” I asked.

  “The door was open. You have to be careful with those and make sure they close. They have those things where the swing shut, but they don’t always click home. Better you learn that now I suppose.”

  “Is it better I learn that now?” I asked, taking a step back towards my room.

  I wasn’t taking a step back towards my room because I thought he was going to try anything. No, I knew deep down inside that Colin was a good guy even if he did seem like a player at heart. He wouldn’t do anything like that. The way he was holding back and not coming towards me also helped.

  No, the reason I backed away from him was because I didn’t trust myself. I knew if I got too close to him, especially here in the apartment where there was no one to see what we did, then the results wouldn’t be good.

  I took a deep breath. Hit the door to my room which was helpfully closed before we headed out. Hey, I might be living with these girls all summer, but I didn’t know them all that well yet.

  I wanted to make sure nothing got up and went for a walk while I was out at the party, after all. Only now I could’ve kicked myself for locking that door.

  Damn it.

  “Would you just listen for a minute?” Colin asked. “I came over here to apologize.”

  “What would you have to apologize for?” I asked, trying to sound cool and knowing I wasn’t doing a very good job of it.

  He smiled and took a step closer. That wasn’t good. He didn’t need to be closer to me. He needed to be at least an arm’s length away, and he wasn’t doing that.

  “I think we both know what I need to apologize for Carrie,” he said.

  He stopped a few feet from me. Close enough that I could see every contour of his body outlined in the tight shirt he wore. He must’ve done that on purpose.

  Not that I could hold it against him. After all, I was doing the same thing with the tank top and shorts I wore. Sure I was doing it to drive Taylor wild, but from the way he looked at me it was pretty fucking obvious Taylor wasn’t the only one this outfit was driving wild.

  I licked my lips. He was close and it drove me wild. I felt my nipples pressing out and straining for him, and I knew without my bra on he could see everything.

  His eyes darted down and yeah, it was pretty fucking obvious that he liked what he saw. The question was would he be a good boy or would he take advantage of this situation?

  I wasn’t sure which I wanted more.

  Colin seemed to take my silence as an invitation of sorts. He stepped forward again and I stepped back, though it’s not like I had very far back to step. No, a couple more steps and I was up against my apartment door.

  Safety waited for me on the other side of that door. The only problem was I had to fish out my key, and I didn’t want to turn away from Colin. I worried that the moment I turned away from him would be the moment that he moved in and did what we were both thinking.

  He stopped and looked down at me, though maybe it would be more accurate to say he looked down my shirt. I could feel his eyes raking across my tits and my nipples hardened and pressed out as though they were begging for his touch as I felt those eyes brushing against me.

  Fuck. I felt like I needed a smoke after his eyes ran over me like that. Damn was that an intense look. I licked my lips.

  “W
hat are you doing Colin?” I asked.

  He cocked an eyebrow and his lips quirked up in a confident half smile that was so fucking sexy. It made me want to kiss that smile right off his face and listen to him moan and groan as he pressed his body against me and did all the things he’d been thinking about since the moment he first saw me moving in earlier.

  I had no doubt he’d been thinking those things. I saw the way he looked at me then. I saw the way he looked at me at the party. That story he told. The way his hand moved out and brushed against my arm sending a shiver running through my body now.

  Yeah, he wanted this almost as bad as I did.

  Wait. Almost as bad as I did? Did I really want this to happen? Did I really want to risk breaking the vows I was going to make to Taylor before I’d even made them? I felt the diamond ring on my left ring finger burning as Colin ran his hand down and then rolled it around my finger.

  He looked down at the diamond reflecting in the light then up at me. Shook his head.

  “This is bad,” he said. “You being engaged and all standing here with a guy you barely know.”

  His voice was barely above a whisper. His body moved closer and closer to my own. It was a threat. Not because he was forcing himself on me.

  No, because the closer he got the hornier I got and the more I wanted nothing more than for him to press me against the door to my future apartment for the summer and take me.

  “This is wrong,” I whispered, but there wasn’t much force to it.

  “So wrong,” he said with a smile as he leaned in closer. Closer. Close enough that our lips almost touched and…

  7

  Taylor

  I forced myself to put the shot glass down. I’d had way too much to drink tonight. I could hold my booze with the best of them, but I already knew I’d had too much.

  There was no way I’d be able to make the drive home tonight.

  Then again maybe that’s what I wanted. Maybe there was a part of me that welcomed not having to make the drive home tonight. Maybe there was a part of me who thought it would be just fine if I had to spend the night in Carrie’s bed instead.