Desperate Hot Futa Wife Book 1: Relief LIVE

futa-wife-book-1Advice to my writer friends: if you are like me and have a specific routine you use in writing… certain location, certain hours, certain method… never take a two-month sabbatical. It was hell getting back into the swing of my process. Sheesh.

That said, Desperate Hot Futa Wife Book 1: Relief is available for Amazon Kindle.

Plot

Miho had a problem. A husband out of work and a dwindling bank account. They couldn’t afford to wait for him to find a new job. Something had to be done now, and it was going to get done by her.

When a beautiful milf rescues her from public humiliation Miho felt duty bound to repay her. The method may have been unconventional but it was effective.

Pointed in the direction of a possible long-term solution for her financial woes, Miho sets off for a life-changing meeting.

This is a 7,000-word story of a futanari taking matters into her own hands and contains futa sex, lesbian encounter, and a threesome.

Excerpt

Janette and Amy met her at the door. Janette beamed and invited her into the room with a wave. Amy stood behind the taller quietly, studying the shapely futa.

“So glad you came. We asked for someone fresh and beautiful. And how you do fill the bill. Miho is it?”

“Yes,” Miho answered as she looked around the beautifully appointed house. Very expensively furnished.

“What do you think, Amy? Does she fill the bill?”

“Yes, Mistress. She fills the bill quite nicely.”

“How can I be of service?” she asked nervously. She hated this . . . this whoring herself out. But she had to do something. Her husband couldn’t, so it was up to her.

“Just watch, darling. That’s all.” Miho looked between the two women. They were well dressed and lovely. The smaller one kept her eyes downcast while the taller was obviously in charge. They made small talk while Amy poured wine. Nothing specific, just a general relaxing chat with each other.

“Well,” Janette finally said after the wine was gone, standing. “Shall we?”

Janette and Amy walked into the bedroom, a trail of discarded clothing marking the way for Miho to follow. She resisted the urge to pick them up and fold neatly. Not her job. Her job was to watch. This is so odd, she thought.

“Get on the bed, dear,” Janette said when Amy drew near. Her short blonde hair was stylishly mussed – model perfect. Her lingerie – white thigh high stockings, bra and panties blended with the lacy corset to present a pale vision. Janette looked on hungrily while her lean legs scaled the high mattress. Dark eyes drank in the loveliness as she positioned herself in the middle, bright eyes eagerly returning the smoldering look.

Miho stepped into the room. A chair had been set in a location to watch all the action. She sat quietly, knees together, hands resting on top. Janette’s long hair ran down her back. All she had on was a tiny patch of white panties. Her breasts stood proudly.

By the end of this book I finally was comfortable and ready to roll. <whew> Never again. If nothing else I’ll write love letters by the ream.

Check Desperate Hot Futa Wife out.

 

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