A Real Man Shares His Wife

He wanted to feel alive. So he offered her to a stranger.

Greg has the perfect life: a beautiful, loyal wife, a successful business, and seventeen years of comfortable marriage. But comfort breeds a dangerous kind of boredom. When he stumbles into a secret online world of husbands who share their wives, a dormant obsession awakens.

What starts with an anonymous photo of Rebecca on the beach spirals into a devastating secret. Greg shares every inch of his wife for a stranger known only as “TheTrueBull.” A man named Chad. A man who knows her face, her body, and now… their address.

Rebecca thought she knew her husband. Then she finds his phone.

But instead of walking away, she makes a shocking choice. She will meet the stranger. She will look the fantasy in the eye. And she will decide, on her own terms, whether this is the end of her marriage… or the beginning of a new, forbidden life.

For readers who crave scorching heat wrapped in raw emotional wreckage, Carmen Evergreen delivers a provocative tale of betrayal, power, and the fine line between destruction and desire.

Some husbands give flowers. A real man gives everything.

A Real Man Shares His Wife is the first book in “The Hotwife Chronicle” Series.

Length: 16,000 words

HOW DOES IT FEEL? Seeing the hand of another man pulling down my panties and grabbing my ass like he owns it. He squeezes my cheeks, and his fingers slide in my crack. He is not shy at all. His fingertip dances over my moist asshole, and he circles it. His other hand is between my legs. He is splitting my labia, and I whimper. He finds my clit quickly. Faster than you, I might add. I also don’t have to say a thing. My vocal performance tells you all that you need to know.

You picked him well.

He is sensual, yet strong. He knows his way around a woman’s body. He possesses me like a demon, and I am melting in his big, manly arms. But while he is undressing and groping me, I wonder about you.

Is this what you truly want?

Does this make you happy?

Your naked, helpless wife in the hands of another?

Rebecca turned around. Her husband sat behind her, and his eyes ran across her naked flesh. She half-hoped to see him crushed. Devastated. The look of a man who had finally realized how foolish this was. But that lingering, half-lidded gaze made her shiver.

‘Mmmm, you like that?’ The other man mistook the reason for her shaking and applied slightly more pressure to the clit, while his lips sucked on her erect nipple.

‘She does,’ her husband answered for her. ‘She finally does.’

And she did. Rebecca realized what a disaster they had managed to avoid as a couple.

And it was so close to turning to ruin.

So close…

Greg had never planned to become this man. He couldn’t even tell you how this idea came to his head. Could have been boredom or at one point the connection in his mind crossed in a certain way, and the path ahead was clear as day. What he could tell you was that the desire from within was not fed by lust or rage. There was no grand unraveling behind his actions. Nothing, but the thought that this was right.

But, most importantly, it felt good.

Seventeen years of marriage had softened the sharp edges of his life. Rebecca was still beautiful. The woman knew how to keep herself fresh. She had long dark hair and high cheekbones. She had a body that would turn heads even if she wore sweatpants and a baggy shirt. God forbid other women, if she actually tried. In a dress with an exposed back and a cut revealing her long legs, she was a vision that forced many silly men to say the dreaded ‘You are a lucky man’ to Greg. The universal translation of this phrase was ‘I would so fuck your wife if given the chance, you have no idea.’

Was that the missing piece of the puzzle? He never got angry or annoyed by that phrase. He would smile and nod, almost as if he were inviting them to try their luck. But Rebecca was as loyal as they came. She helped him build his business, and both benefited from her clear mind and steady focus.

She was the dream woman. A solid partner and a friend. A goddess in human flesh. Sex was not her favorite thing, but her middle-of-the-road libido matched that of Greg. The two were no fuck fiends, but when the passion was there, the nights were fun.

Rebecca was thirty-nine, and barely anyone believed her.

Rebecca was beautiful in a non-intrusive way.

Rebecca was natural, sexy, funny, smart, and at some point, Greg decided he would show this treasure of a woman to complete strangers to satisfy a peculiar need that came out of nowhere.