Maple Grove Secret Hotwives Club: Time for Coffee

Haley and Janice giggle and form a Hotwives Club to support their lifestyle. Just the two of them. Sworn to secrecy. No one else ... would, uh ... ever find out.

Janice took both coffee cups from the barista, a young man with piercing green eyes highlighting his dark complexion. “Thank you.” Janice caught his eye and used a sing-song lilt in her voice.

He swallowed like he didn’t know how to handle the force that was seeping through him. “You’re welcome. Uh, hope to see you again. I mean, come again.”

Janice blew softly on her coffee and winked. “I’m sure I will.”

Flirting held power and using it felt satisfying, plus the guy was cute. She sashayed through Jasper’s Cofffee Shop toward the patio, letting her hips sway beneath her tight jeans and feeling the barista’s entranced gaze.

Puffy white clouds kept a comfortable cool outside, nature’s air conditioning. She set the cups on the table and slid one to Haley.

“Here’s yours. With cream.” Janice settled in the chair. “Lots of cream for your lips and tongue.”

Haley lowered her sunglasses and kept her face toward the back of the patio, still struggling to be incognito.

“What country are you spying for?” asked Janice, giggling, and sliding her loose long sleeves up her wrists.

“Oh, don’t start.” Haley sipped. “Hmm, the brew is always so good here.”

“And so are the baristas. Such a cute guy behind the counter.”

“Isn’t he a bit young?” Haley pushed the sunglasses up her nose.

Janice scrunched her nose like she was weighing the option. “It could be fun to teach him a few things. Like how to go slow.”

“You take this so lightly.” Haley crossed her legs and pulled the hem on her sundress.

“And you’re acting so fearful.”

“Of course. I’m still reeling from yesterday.” Haley held her coffee cup.

“Take off the sunglasses, silly.”

Haley sighed and took off the glasses.

“I thought you had a good time with Jerry?”

“I did.” Haley practically moaned from remembering how Jerry knelt behind her, gripping her hips and giving her an erotic pummeling that soared beyond her expectations. “And Lucas reclaimed me last night. He was so turned on that I didn’t get to cook dinner.”