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A Lady Defiled: How I Became Their Plaything
Corrupting the Innocent Housewife
They entered my world like walking fantasies — confident, commanding men intent on awakening the wanton, lascivious cravings I’d kept locked deep inside for so long. Now, thoroughly corrupted by their carnal attentions, I’ll never be satisfied with just one lover again.
I gazed out across the shimmering blue expanse of Lake Como, a light breeze ruffling my sundress. The sun warmed my skin as I waited nervously at the small cafe Giovanni had indicated. He’d only given me the cryptic instruction to meet him here at noon, alone. I had no idea what he had planned for us today.
My sweet, gentle husband had been dropping hints about a fantasy of his for weeks now. Though shy and inexperienced when we’d married, I’d sensed a simmering kinkiness in him that perhaps even Giovanni himself hadn’t fully realized yet.
Now here I was, out of my element, wondering what he wanted me to explore. To discover this side of myself and of my husband. The not knowing was a thrill in itself.
I smiled to myself, thinking of his cute, flustered face when we were intimate. How he got so hard when I wore lingerie under my demure outfits. The hungry…
