If you asked her neighbors and friends, Jenny was the perfect housewife and mother.

There was not a hair out of place on her head, nor a wrinkle or crease on her clothes when she went about her day. In the mornings, she would see off her husband with an affectionate kiss on the cheek and a packed lunch; then drop off her children at school and daycare respectively. She would then clean up the house, or garden, or make chit-chat with her friends, until it was time to bring home her little ones, and get started on a nice, hot dinner for her family.

Jenny was present at every bake-sale, every PTA meeting; she had a kind word to say to everyone, and would be to first to offer help if anybody needed it.

She and her husband were a match made in heaven, to boot. Married for six years, with three children, they were still as affectionate as newlyweds.

Never had there been a more attractive couple on this side of suburbia—Jenny especially was a head-turner. She looked much younger than her thirty years, thanks to a combination of good genes and keeping fit. Motherhood had only enhanced her curvaceous figure. Not even her baggiest sweaters could hide Jenny’s impressive rack, trim waist, and wide hips. Her rosy complexion, freckled across her cheeks and shoulders and chest, went hand-in-hand with her long red hair, and bright brown eyes.

Yes, Jenny was the perfect housewife and mother.

So perfect, in fact, you would have never expected her to have been the perfect slut either.

In her college days, Jenny had been known around campus for sleeping around. At parties, she would drink most under the table, and thusly inebriated, would dance against and make-out with whoever was willing. Jenny would disappear from the party numerous times in a night, only to rejoin looking more and more disheveled than the last; she made no move to hide the hickies and resulting marks when they appeared on her body either. And the copious amounts of cum that came leaking out of her tight little pussy? Jenny left it to soak into her panties while she partied.

Those days were behind her now, but not entirely forgotten.

Jenny’s husband loved hearing the stories, and loved being the one she came back too after her hedonistic evening excursions.It was a decision made very quickly into their marriage that hot-wifing would allow them to keep enjoying the thrill of their youthful indiscretions.

They would leave the kids with a sitter for the night every so often, and get a hotel room downtown. Then they would hit the clubs, often with Jenny wearing her tightest, shortest—sluttiest—dress to entice whoever might catch their eye.

And no one in their neighborhood was the wiser.

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