Trophy Cougar Wife (Age Progression)

Trophy Cougar Wife (Age Progression)

Sherry is a trophy wife - a young little thing married to a rich older gentleman. But she has a resentful stepdaughter to deal with, and she feels unfulfilled compared to her successful husband. If only there was some way to flip the roles of their relationship...<br /><br />Trophy Cougar Wife contains erotic age progression, weight gain, and male age regression. <br /><br />Excerpt:<br />“So, Sherry, how’s the studying going?” my stepdaughter Megan asked me.<br /><br />“It’s going just fine,” I replied, not raising my eyes from my textbook. “I’ll be happy to help you with your homework when I’m done.”<br /><br />“Sounds great!” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “We can stay up late, have a slumber party, talk about our crushes! Oh, wait! I already know yours: You’ve got a crush on my Dad, right?”<br /><br />“Listen, Megan, I know you’re not comfortable calling me ‘Mom,’ yet, and I can understand this is difficult for you,” I began, trying to be conciliatory.<br /><br />“Difficult doesn’t begin to describe it,” Megan said. “I’m 16 and you’re a 22-year-old gold digger, married to my 50-year-old father!”<br /><br />I slammed my textbook shut after letting out a long sigh.<br /><br />“I don’t know how many times I have to say this: I didn’t marry Charles for his money,” I said. “I really love him. I signed a prenup. Doesn’t that mean anything to you?”<br /><br />“No, it doesn’t,” said Megan, smacking her lips and giving me a glacial stare. “You’re still just another trophy wife.”<br /><br />I sighed, and reached over to my snack platter to grab a handful of celery and bell peppers, and washed it down with a glass of coconut water, my favorite drink.<br /><br />“Got anything real to eat in this house?” Megan asked.<br /><br />“This is real food,” I said defensively. “I’m just trying to lose five pounds, OK?” <br /><br />I knew I was already thin, but one could never be too careful about ballooning up. <br /><br />“Whatever,” Megan said. <br /><br />She was by no means heavy, but she certainly didn’t starve herself to stay slender like I did. Just as well, I thought. She didn’t have a man to please.