My Princess: A Hotwife Novel

by Lexi Archer

  “Then what is the problem?”

  I looked up at Isaac. Held his gaze for a moment. I was sure that what I was going to say next would be the end of our relationship, but at the same time he kept asking me. I suppose he should’ve heeded the old phrase “be careful what you wish for,” but he asked me what was wrong and now he was going to get it.

  Even if he didn’t like it. Somehow I felt like the truth was going to set me free. Even if the truth was fucked up and involved me having the hots for another guy even as I had the hots for my boyfriend at the same time.

  Talk about fucked up.

  “You want to know what it is?” I asked, some heat coming to my voice. “Fine. I’ll tell you what the fucking problem is. I can’t stop thinking about William! He’s so fucking hot! I know he’s an asshole but I keep thinking about what it would be like to get with him. It’s like it’s something I have to get out of my system!”

  I’d looked away from Isaac as I admitted my fucked up fantasy. This was it. This was the end of our relationship. There was nothing we could do now but break up. I hated it. I wanted to have Isaac and have the ability to have fun with other guys too. Was that too much to ask? Sure it went against everything I’d ever been taught about the perfect relationship, but fuck that stuff.

  Yeah, I figured our relationship was done for. The last thing I expected was for Isaac to smile.

  What. The. Fuck.

  13: Confession

  Isaac:

  I couldn’t believe it. Things like this didn’t happen to me. Then again this entire summer seemed to be filled with things that didn’t happen to me. Getting together with Melody in the first place was proof enough of that.

  I grinned. I couldn’t help myself. It seemed like the absolute wrong thing to do, but what she’d just said was too crazy. It was too impossible. And of course she proceeded to take it the wrong way.

  “So what, you think this is funny or something? You’re going to have a good laugh at my expense before you dump me?” she asked, anger seething in her voice.

  I held up my hands to stop her before she could really get going. She closed her mouth and arched an eyebrow. I wanted to stop her before she really got good and mad.

  “Nothing like that,” I said. “I just can’t believe you’d say something like that.”

  Melody looked away. Her cheeks colored and her eyes squeezed shut. I thought I saw another tear drip down from her cheek.

  “I know,” she said. “It’s horrible. You probably think I’m terrible.”

  Oh shit. I realized, maybe too late, that we were having two completely different conversations here. I was such an idiot. I was so excited at the idea of her admitting to something that was so close to my fantasy that I didn’t stop and think about how agreeing with her could be seen as agreeing that she was a horrible person for being into that fantasy in the first place.

  I needed to fix this, and I needed to fucking fix it now before this all blew up in my face. I put an arm around her and pulled her in close. I also felt my cock stirring down below as I felt her body pressing against me. It helped that the bare skin of her thigh pressed against my cock which had gone limp after the water works started.

  It was starting to come back to attention now. Feeling Melody’s body pressed against me was always enough to get my cock back to attention!

  “That’s not what I mean at all baby,” I whispered. “I was just surprised, is all.”

  Melody pulled back far enough that she was staring into my eyes. Her own eyes were still moist and it looked like she might launch into a fresh round of tears at any moment. I didn’t want that. I wanted her to feel safe and secure in our relationship. I wanted her to know that everything was okay. That I loved her no matter what.

  I wanted her to know that, if anything, I loved her even more now that she’d admitted this secret. My cock wasn’t just at half attention now. It was a raging hard on pressing against her thigh and I wanted nothing more than to press that inside her.

  Or maybe watch someone else pressing his cock inside her. I’d already proved that I was more than a match for him at the party earlier. Now I wanted to watch him fucking my girl, and something told me he’d be more than up for it.

  The only question was how to frame this conversation so something like that actually became possible. I knew that I had to be careful. Really fucking careful. If I slipped up even a little bit with this then it could be the end of our relationship. Maybe it wouldn’t be the end of our relationship tonight, but I could say something now that would be the death blow even if I didn’t realize it was the death blow until things blew up in my face a few days or a few weeks from now.

  “So that really surprised me, is all,” I said.

  “Yeah, I bet it did. It’s not every day your girlfriend tells you she wants to fuck another guy,” Melody said.

  “Well yeah, but I kind of assumed that was the case,” I said.

  “Are you serious? You really think I’m that slutty?”

  Shit, shit, shit. The water works were really threatening now. She was on the verge of going into full on crying mode once more, and I really wanted to avoid that. I moved a hand up to her head and stroked through her silky hair trying to calm her down.

  “That’s not what I meant at all,” I said, feeling like I was flailing around in this conversation. It seemed like no matter what I said it set her off more. I wasn’t sure if that was because I was that bad at comforting my girlfriend or if it was because she was that emotionally vulnerable in the moment. “I just figured that everyone fantasizes about being with other people. It’s sort of unnatural to think they wouldn’t just because they’re in a relationship?”

  “So you’re telling me you fantasize about being with other women?”

  Damn it! I couldn’t catch a break in this fucking conversation. No matter what I said she was using her womanly jedi powers to turn it around on me. It was frustrating. It was annoying.

  “Melody, cut the bullshit and listen to me.”

  The words hung between us for the space of a breath. I couldn’t believe I’d just said that. I figured she would slap me and tell me to get the fuck out of here. Or maybe she was the one who would get the fuck out of here. We were at my apartment, after all. Only instead she blinked and looked up at me as though she was waiting for something.

  I knew exactly what she was waiting for even if she had no idea. She’d already had her confession for the evening. Now it was time for me to do some confessing of my own. Even if that confession could potentially ruin things between us before we really got started.

  Hell, what was I thinking? If her confession didn’t ruin things then it’s not like mine was that out there. She liked the idea of fucking another guy. I liked the idea of her fucking another guy. We were two people with two sides of the same fantasy. It was a match made in heaven.

  So why was I afraid?

  “Y’know to be honest I think it’s kind of hot,” I said.

  Those words hung in the air between us as well. She stared with her eyes wide as though she didn’t think she’d quite heard me correctly. Her eyes narrowed.

  “Is this your idea of a joke or something?” she asked, anger coming to her voice.

  “No! Not at all! It started on the bus and it’s sort of grown from there. Watching that guy watching you while we were fucking, well that sort of changed and morphed in my head until I couldn’t stop thinking about watching you while you were fucking another guy.”

  Melody closed her eyes. Her mouth opened and she took a couple of short breaths. Her body shivered under me as though she was on the verge of some orgasmic pleasure. I wondered if she was actually going to come because of me talking about getting turned on watching her with another guy.

  Fuck. This really did turn her on if that was the case!

  Her eyes opened. She locked them with mine and licked her lips. “Are you serious about this? Because if you’re fucking with me because you’re mad or because you think
this is what I want to hear then we’re over.”

  “And if I’m serious? If I want to watch you with another guy? What happens then?”

  Melody licked her lips again. Smiled and reached down to pat the back of her shorts where her phone was wedged into her back pocket pressing against the delicious curve of her ass.

  “In that case I think I know a guy out there at the party who might be very interested in coming over here for a little bit of fun, if you know what I mean.”

  I couldn’t believe it. Now it was my turn to shiver and shake as she said those words. She was practically admitting to me that she wanted to fuck another guy while I watched. More particularly it sounded like she wanted to fuck that William asshole who I’d nearly traded blows with. I’m not sure why, but there was something about the idea of her fucking him that worried me just a little. That made a jealous monster deep inside me roar in rage even as there was an aroused monster deep in my gut that was pumping more blood to my cock than I ever remembered having down there before.

  Seriously, I was worried that even a sneeze landing on my cock would be enough to set me off. Enough to cause me to blow my load against Melody. Conscious of that, I pulled away from her slightly. She arched an eyebrow.

  “So you’re so disgusted by the idea of me wanting to fuck a guy that you don’t want to hold me close to you?”

  I let out a shuddering breath as I tried to keep it under control. My whole body was tingling as though it was in the throes of orgasm. I felt an unbearable heat. It was taking every bit of concentration I had not to go over the edge just from her words. My sweet innocent princess was talking about letting another man violate her while I watched and holy fuck was it causing an intense feeling to tear through my body!

  “Trust me, it’s nothing like that at all,” I said. “If I’m close to you for much longer then I’m going to blow a load all over you just thinking about this and then we’re not going to be able to have more fun later tonight.”

  “Later tonight?” Melody asked, a mischievous smile coming to her face. “What makes you think we’re going to do anything later tonight?”

  I grinned right back at her. “Trust me babe. I can see the way you’re turned on. I felt your body shuddering. I know what you want. I know what I want. What’s the point in waiting?”

  “But how are we even going to find him? He’s probably off with some girl right now doing what he does best,” Melody said.

  I cocked an eyebrow. “You sure about that? Because the last I saw he was getting pretty up close and personal with Tiffany. I’d be willing to bet he was still out there with her.”

  Melody fixed me with a look that wasn’t exactly pleasant. It wasn’t exactly hostile either. She did an eyebrow raise of her own as her eyes darted back and forth searching mine.

  “Are you serious? So your plan is to call him up and tell him to drop Tiffany so he can come over and fuck me? You’d really do that to your friend?”

  I didn’t answer her in so many words. Instead I met her gaze and grinned. It took a moment for the dawning realization to hit her. I figured I owed Tiffany. She’d been pretty close to getting with me. If she’d asked before Melody there was a good chance I’d be with her right now instead of my beautiful princess.

  The point is I knew she was into me. I knew she’d totally go for it given half a chance. The only question was whether or not she’d go for it with me if she thought she had a chance with William.

  Basically I wasn’t sure if the impromptu foursome I had in mind was something that could actually happen. I could hope and dream, but there was no way to be sure until we asked.

  “You seriously want to bring Tiffany over here too?” she asked.

  I shrugged. “Why not? We know she’s into me.”

  Though to be perfectly honest I wasn’t sure how Melody would take that. It was one thing for her to be with another guy. It turned me on to think about it so I was getting something out of it at the same time as she was getting something out of it.

  The idea of me with another girl, though? That was a horse of a different color, as they used to say. What did she get out of it? I knew what I was potentially getting. The idea of fucking Tiffany was intriguing. She was hot even if she wasn’t model hot in the way that Melody was.

  Melody looked almost pissed off for a moment. I worried that I’d finally pushed my luck too far. Damn it. I should’ve just taken the cosmic good luck the universe had already thrown at me this summer and been happy with it. I shouldn’t have pressed my luck and been greedy. Tried to get more. Now she was going to get mad at me for wanting to fuck another girl and that would be the end of things.

  Funny how I kept thinking we were coming to the end of things with this conversation. I guess it was proof of how difficult it could be to negotiate getting your girlfriend to fuck someone else.

  Or trying to figure out a way that I could fuck someone while she was getting to fuck someone else. It only seemed fair, but we were making up the rules for this game as we went along.

  Then the pissed off look disappeared and she grinned. “I was just fucking with you.”

  I let out a sigh I’d been holding in. “Damn. You need to be careful about that. I thought for sure we were about to break up or something.”

  “Well the night is still young and we’re playing with fire,” Melody said. “But I’d say we’re good for right now. Now how about we give William a call and see if he has any plans for the evening?”

  I paused for a moment to really think about her request. On the one hand I was ecstatic. This was everything I’d hoped for. Everything I’d fantasized about for a good week now.

  At the same time I did wonder if maybe I hadn’t gotten enough for this summer. I had Melody. She was all mine and there was nothing that could stop that. Unless, of course, my fantasy led to her liking another man more than me.

  What if she decided she’d rather be with William?

  Fuck it. You only lived once and this was a summer fling, even if there was a part of me that hoped it would become much more than that when the summer was over. I figured this might be the only time I got an opportunity like this.

  I grinned. “Fine. Let’s go for it!”

  14: Invitation

  Melody:

  “Brandy?”

  “Omg where the hell are you? William’s been asking about you ever since you disappeared.”

  I paused and stared down at my text messages. I had to think of a way to ask this without making her too suspicious. The only problem? I’d been trying to think of ways to ask her this little favor for the past ten minutes and I still hadn’t come up with anything good.

  Damn.

  “What’s the problem?” Isaac asked.

  “The minute I ask her for Isaac’s phone number she’s going to know something’s up,” I said.

  “So? What’s the problem with that? It’s none of her business,” Isaac said.

  “You don’t understand. If I tell her I want his number she’s going to get curious. She’s never going to let me hear the end of it.”

  “Doesn’t seem like a big problem to me,” Isaac said.

  “Of course it doesn’t seem like a big problem to you,” I said. “You’re not her roommate. You don’t have to live with her and listen to her asking you questions all the time. I ask for William’s number and she’s going to be all over this.”

  Isaac shrugged. “Well then the solution is easy enough. You go down to the party and hope William’s still out there. Ask him to come back to my place.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, there’s a great plan. I’ll go out there in the middle of a crowd of people and tell him how much I want to fuck him where everyone can overhear me and you can be humiliated.”

  “Well it’s not like anyone’s going to hear you with all that loud music blasting out there,” Isaac said with a grin, then he went on before I could smack him. “But I see your point. It’s either that or call your friend.”

  I let
out a frustrated growl. It wasn’t fair. If anyone should have to risk public humiliation for this stupid fantasy it should be Isaac. He was the one who wanted me to fuck William, after all, so why wasn’t he volunteering to go out there and track the guy down?

  I dismissed the thought as soon as it occurred to me. There were a couple of very good reasons why he wasn’t the one going out there to track the guy down. The first was that this was as much my fantasy as it was Isaac’s fantasy. I wanted to fuck William as much as Isaac seemed to want to watch me fuck William, though there was still a part of me that was having trouble believing that was actually possible.

  There was still a part of me that thought this whole thing was a trap, as ridiculous as that sounded.

  There was another even bigger reason why Isaac wasn’t going to be the one going out there to find William, though, and it was the big one. After the argument they had earlier today, the one that very nearly came to blows, I figured it would be a good idea to keep them as far from one another as possible even considering what we were about to do.

  I still wasn’t sure how we were going to pull this off, to be honest. The two of them were pretty close to blows earlier, and I didn’t know how Isaac would react when he saw William actually feeling me up. Kissing me. Moving down between my legs and moving his cock up to…

  I shivered and let out an involuntary sigh. I loved Isaac, I loved fucking him, but the idea of finally getting with William, even for a night, had me really hot and bothered. And now that I had this chance to actually get with him there wasn’t a chance I was going to risk throwing that all away because I was too much of a pussy to send one fucking text message.

  “Fine,” I said. “I’m going to text Brandy, but if she has any questions about anything I’m going to tell her she needs to text you with them.”