I Can Do It Better ($12.95, 256 pp., ISBN: 978-1-60381-457-7) is the second book in Rob Matthews’ Cuckold Odyssey series. As Rob and Tina continue to search for ways to make their sex life work, they encounter a hotwife who raises Tina’s competitive spirit and a handsome older man who seems to be able to read their minds.
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“A terrific piece of erotica that is hot, sexy, and fun to read. The characters are well developed with depth and complexity. The emotions experienced by the men and women in the story are explored in a way that brings the characters, and the story itself, alive to the reader [….] The erotic scenes are very well done, steamy without being overdone. It’s a definite spank bank book, if you’re into cuckold/hotwife fiction [….] I highly recommend this for cuckold/hotwife fans.” Read more….
“Yes, a thousand times yes. I love it when a book goes all mental like that, from the point of view of a character (with a little insight from the writer), and we go deep down the rabbit hole inside someone’s head[….] I dropped right into this book like a comfortable chaise lounge, never getting lost, and never needing to read the book one – and that is the hallmark of a writer who knows how to pick up on a story while keeping a newcomer perfectly informed, and also very nice work[….] Recommended strongly for those wishing to dive deep into the hows and whys of cuckolding.” Read more….
—Sylvia Storm for e-Read Erotica
‘When you watch your wife undressing in front of another man for the first time, you will feel so much. You’ll be more turned on than ever before. You’ll also be jealous, angry, proud, and protective—all at the same time. Every nerve in your body will be electrified. It won’t be comfortable but you’ll sure know you’re alive.’
After their sexual adventures almost destroyed Tina’s career and their marriage, Rob and Tina are searching for new ways to explore the cuckold lifestyle. They meet Ben and Emma, a couple with champagne tastes and bottomless pockets. Emma is a young, rich, and beautiful cuckoldress. Rob and Tina are happy to offer advice on cuckoldry to their new friends. But when Tina and Emma start pursuing the same stud, Tina has to face the possibility that she’s not the hottest wife in town anymore. Can anyone do it better than Tina? And what will be the impact of Adam, an eerily perceptive older man encountered at a cuckold club? As Adam weaves his spell, Rob and Tina suspect that the only thing standing in the way of their ultimate pleasure is the limits of their imagination.
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We were both looking over at the bar, so it took us a few minutes to realize that a man was standing in front of our table, smiling at us. ‘Good evening, my name’s Adam,’ he said. ‘Do you mind if I join you for a while?’ He was a handsome man in his late forties, maybe even early fifties. His hair had once been brown but now was mostly gray. He had a well-trimmed salt-and-pepper beard. His eyes were a striking gray-blue and there was a playful twist to his mouth.
Tina had never gone for the George Clooney look. I could see the beginnings of her sorry, this isn’t going to happen smile. He held up his hand. ‘Don’t worry. I have no interest in having sex with you. May I?’
He sat down, picked up Tina’s glass and sniffed it. ‘Chardonnay,’ he said. He looked over and caught the barman’s eye. ‘A bottle of the Chardonnay and three glasses over here, please.’
I would have expected any barman to answer with a curt ‘Order at the bar like everyone else,’ but this one gave Adam a thumbs-up, and a minute later, we had a bottle on the table.
Adam poured us all a drink. ‘To love—in its many forms,’ he said. Before we could respond, he carried on, ‘I’ve been watching the couples in here. Most of them are finished. This is their last attempt to resuscitate a marriage that’s already dead.’ He pointed discreetly to a couple two tables away. ‘They’ll be calling their lawyers in the morning whether she gets fucked tonight or not. You see the way he’s stabbing the crushed ice in his mojito with a straw? It’s like he hates ice and wants it to die. The truth is, he hates his life and blames the woman sitting next to him. He’s got a pretty good job. He can afford a smart suit. He drinks cocktails instead of beer to show what a classy guy he is. But he’s trapped. They’ve got a couple of children and a huge mortgage. He knows he can’t show his ass to his boss and go off to follow his dream. Now look at her. She keeps playing with her hair because she’s worried it’s not cascading down her shoulders in quite the perfect way. She has slathered on lipstick and eyeliner, which makes her look like the lovechild of Mick Jagger and Bambi. Before they came here, she told him, “Hey, I’ve got a great idea—it’ll be smoking hot if I go with another guy, but don’t worry, sweetie, I’ll always be in love with you.” The truth is, she’s looking for her prince. The good-looking, funny man she married is tired and stressed all the time now. He works a twelve-hour day. When he comes home, the only thing he wants to do is sit down with his dinner and watch TV. They haven’t had sex in three months. She’s decided she deserves better. What she wants is a guy to take her off to a magical kingdom where people are rich without working all the time. She kids herself she’s going to find someone like that here.’
He indicated another couple sitting on the opposite side of the room. ‘And you see those two? Do you notice he’s the one scanning the room, looking for men? Occasionally, he points one out to her. But her lips are pursed. Her arms are folded. Her reaction to every man is the same—a brief shake of the head. She doesn’t want to be here. This was his idea. He reckons a thriving sex life is the key to a happy marriage. So to fix their relationship, he’s suggested everything—dressing up, roleplay, S&M. This is his last throw of the dice—except he doesn’t know that. She’s disgusted with him. She’s asking herself why she married this pervert and wondering how much money she needs to get out of this marriage and start over on her own.’
‘You got all that just by looking at them?’ I asked.
‘You can tell a lot from watching people,’ he said with a smile. ‘That’s why I wanted to talk to you two.’