Andrew surprised me with an unusual gift this year, a box of mind-control sweets. They're supposed to unleash someone's wild side, but since my inner slut is always roaming free, I have no idea what effect they're going to have on me.
Still, I wouldn't test them with anyone else but my hot-as-hell husband, so we both were ready to have a filthy Valentine's Day. Not to mention that he promised he had another gift for me, in the form of his sexy best friends, ready to turn me into their Valentine's Day plaything. Or maybe they were going to be my walking, sinful toys?
This story is an extra spicy hotwife erotica and contains dirty talk with slight degradation. All characters in this story are 18 years old of age or older. This book is for adults only. All the books in this series are standalone.