I’m sitting here, my heart pounding as I read the text from my husband. He’s asking if it really turns me on to imagine myself with other guys. I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks, my body responding to the thought. I type back, ‘Wait…so it really turns you on imagining me with other guys? That’s hot. You know, it kind of turns me on, too!’ I can almost hear his breath hitch on the other end, his excitement palpable. I’m his hotwife, his fantasy, and I’m living it. The thrill of the unknown, the anticipation of what’s to come, it’s all consuming. I’m his, and I’m loving every second of it.