I’m standing here, in front of this damn mirror, and I can’t believe how much I’ve changed. My husband, he’s the one who showed me the truth. He told me how other men look at me, how they want me. And now, I see it too. My body, it’s not just mine anymore. It’s his, and theirs. I’m his hotwife, his prize, and I love every second of it. This leopard print bra, this black lace thong, they’re not just clothes. They’re a fucking invitation. I’m not just admiring myself. I’m admiring what I’ve become. His slut, their fantasy. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.