Slut Wife Story Series Chapters 1 & 2
Chapter 1
I wake up as the sun seeps through the cracks of my windows, and im so thirsty. All I want, no NEED, is water, and my brain is too damn foggy to process any other thought. As I start to roll over to the night stand, I realize my necklace is on, along with all my jewelry actually, but absolutely nothing else. As this registers and I smirk to myself, I turn to see a man in my bed, that I do not know, wearing absolutely nothing, laying bare ass up on top of my comforter…so what am I too foggy to remember right now…ok…think. As i stumble out of my bed to get water, pretty sure I’m still drunk, I trip over my vibrator on the floor and look down to see a spread out pile of hand cuffs, straps, lace and leather, lube, and not one but two pair of men’s jeans…ok…what the hell happened last night!? As I turn back around and see the mans face whose passed out cold in my bed, it all comes flooding back to me like a tidal wave, and I walk out of my bedroom to see into my living room and sure enough, yup, another naked man, passed out on my couch, with handcuffs still dangling from one of his wrists. So damn…it wasn’t a dream, was it?