Adultery Novels & Stories

That easy to get into bed? I felt ashamed. Humiliated. Used. But none of it compared to how disturbingly not guilty I still felt after everything. I left my husband—the man who loved me dearly, who I had grown to know better over the past three years, who gave me his all—only to commit adultery with his son. “Where are you going?” “I have to leave.” I tried to fix the button on my dress, but my hands kept failing me. I was completely broken. “Why? It’s late.”

His hand sliced through the air like a knife as he gestured sharply. “, felt justified lying with another man. My son’s wife. Your brother’s wife.” There it was. The word he wanted to spit, adultery, rotting unspoken between us like a carcass at the heart of a battlefield. He didn’t say it, but he wanted to. He wanted to brand her with it, as though he hadn’t watched her spirit be dismantled piece by piece in the very house he ruled. As though context didn’t matter. As though pain didn’t matter. As though betrayal only counted when inflicted on men.

“You’re a liar!” “You wanna bet?” Eric asked, arching one dark brow. “When they were married, he betrayed your Mommy with Eve. Do you know what an affair is? What it means to cheat?” “Like in a game or on a test?” Parker inquired curiously. “No honey, not exactly.” Eric corrected gently. “When two people are married, they promise they’ll only…” He paused to search for a toddler-appropriate term, “kiss each other for the rest of their lives. But Cheating is if one of them breaks that promise and kisses someone else, and an affair is when they keep kissing that other person for a long time.”

Nothing like his brother, the polished billionaire I had married. My stomach twisted with guilt. If Adrian found out, I would be ruined. The prenuptial agreement had a morality clause. Adultery meant I lost everything. My shares in Sinclair Enterprises, my inheritance, even the apartment my father had left me. It did not matter that Adrian had cheated first. The contract only protected him. I had to leave. Now. I slid out of bed, biting back a whimper as my body protested. I grabbed my clothes from the floor and dressed quickly, hands shaking so badly I could barely zip my dress.

“See, this is what I’m talking about. If I’m going to confide in you, I need you. I need Wren, my best friend. Not Wren, West’s brother. Which means this stays between me and you. Can you promise me that?” “I promise.” One thing I could count on was that Wren always kept his promises to me. “West didn’t really do anything to me. It’s that this key thing and me not wanting to move in with him has him accusing me of…of fooling around.” The tone in Wren’s voice was a combination of anger, surprise, and disgust. “He accused you of cheating on him? Cath, he’s known you forever. He should know that you would never do that.”

he started a few seconds after I accepted his call "Evan, I had asked you to leave me alone. I don't want to spend time talking to a person who did not have the basic, common decency to respect their partner in a marriage. I know we had a contractual marriage-" "..but that does not give me the right to treat you that way. I know. It is my fault. I should not have gone behind your back regardless of what kind of marriage we were in. I disrespected you. I have no excuse for my actions, neither do I want it to excuse my behaviour or make you understand it. Adultery is unacceptable. When it comes to you, there were many decisions I took earlier that I would sell m

“It was only a matter of time before Katreya found out. Secrets can’t stay hidden forever.” “A lot of guys cheat,” I said, as a ridiculous attempt at playing it down. “I’m an adulterer. I committed to my wife in holy matrimony, and that deserves the honor I promised her.” “So, you cheated on her? Just like that? Because your daughter had a hot friend? And then what? You became addicted to it?”

He was the same man who took everything from her. Infidelity was only child’s play compared to her he actually did—-and yet it was what hurt her the most. Not his heart wrenching betrayal, not the blindsiding divorce. Adultery. It was what broke her the most. “You know,” she sniffled, “That trip to Belize. I thought I smelled a woman’s perfume on you. When you returned. “ Looking at the wooden paneled ceiling as her eyes started to sting, “You ignored me and went straight into the shower. I picked up your jacket and I knew I smelled her perfume on you.”

“Yeah. I went through a really bad breakup. Not on the same level as yours, but bad. I came home and found my fiancée in bed with my first cousin.” Sade’s eyes widened. “No way.” “Oh, it gets worse. It wasn’t just an affair, it was… dominatrix type stuff.” She blinked. “Wow.” “Yeah,” Adamo said, shaking his head. “Didn’t even know she was into that. I threw them both out, and the bed, too.” Sade burst out laughing. “The bed had to go, huh?” “Absolutely. There's no way I was sleeping in that thing again.”

The crime of adultery can be committed only by a wife and her paramour. Under Revised Penal Code, Article 333, adultery refers to an extra marital relationship of a woman to a man other than her husband even if the man is well aware that she is already married. A crime of adultery is committed for each sexual intercourse that takes place. To make a troublesome third party pay for their indiscretion and disruptive conduct, an aggrieved spouse may file a civil case for damages against the mistress or lover alone (no need to include the guilty spouse). Tricia, you did not know but I have been trying