Finally, and this is paradoxical, the very success that your husband achieves thinks to your being his hot wife, makes him a more desirable prey. Ther...e are hundreds of sexy, slutty women out there wanting to take your husband from you and you have to be sexier and sluttier than they are to keep him!Now that you understand the reasons to become a hot wife, the important question is "how." First, and this is almost too elementary for me to have to mention but many women miss this point: SEX. Yes!. It was shortly past midnight, when we decided to leave. We grabbed our coats and walked through the streets and talked. It was just wonderful. He was so understanding, he listened carefully, when I said something, but still answered straight away, as soon as I finished. Maybe it was exactly this, you know, the feeling that he admired me completely, not just my body, that let me come closer and closer to him, until I walked with his arm around my shoulder, stroking gently across my arm.„You. .. was only a little girl! Please ... forgive ... me!” Gina begged me as I took her hard and fast.I pounded her pussy in full view of her mother and mine, both of whom watched in fascination. I could read Gina’s mind and I knew that she feared some kind of retribution, but she also loved me completely now. It wasn’t just as a lover might, but as a sister would, too. After all, I was her only brother to her knowledge. I could feel her love for me grow even as she became wetter with me inside her. I went down the road and helped him with his bins; he was out at physiotherapy so could not tell my mum the time I was there, just in case she was suspicious. I then nipped down the shop across the road and brought a bottle of vodka. It was small but for my money it was what I could afford and never liked the look of cider or beer. I walked quickly back to my house and had the bottle under my coat. I went inside and quickly shouted to my mum that I was back. I went upstairs to the bathroom and.