It started with an innocent visit, a chai latte, a quick hello at the mall. But when I pushed past the curtain to my wife's office, I caught her in the middle of something I could never unsee: her skirt bunched at her waist, another man between her legs, and sounds that left no room for denial
License to Cheat
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I told myself it was over, that the marriage was broken. But when I found myself spying again, her backseat rocking in the underground garage, her giggles in a clothing store fitting room, I realized the truth: I was hard, watching her with another man, and I couldn't turn away.
My wife said she wanted freedom, excitement, risk. What she gave me instead was a front-row seat to every stolen tryst. And with each encounter, I stopped feeling like the victim of her betrayal and started feeling like I had something else: a license.
License to Cheat is Dylan Chase's most explicit hotwife story yet, one man's descent into voyeurism, temptation, and the thrill of letting his wife stray right in front of him.
