Adultery Stories Novels & Stories

The touch lingers. I shift, pressing my thighs together. My pussy is already getting wet. This is ridiculous. They’re just being nice. But my body hasn’t been touched properly in weeks, and something about the way they look at me—like they can see straight through my polite smiles—makes me clench. Clara sets her wine down and scoots closer on my other side. “Let’s help you relax. Tell us what you really need out here.” The conversation drifts. They share stories about the other wives in the neighborhood. The secret parties. The way certain husbands travel and certain wives… entertain themselves. Their laughter is low and knowing.

Do not let his hot intimidating gaze derail you from your plan, I straightened my posture. "And what was my first sin, if I may ask?" I folded my arms across my chest, standing with my legs apart and my eyes equally matching his glare, and my gaze grew fiercer, remembering how he let Imelda hug him. "Adultery." "How?" "Sharing strawberries with Connor." His face morphed into disgust as if he was replaying seeing us together in his head, and my lips parted letting out a low chuckle. "And what would you call letting another woman hug you?"

I wasn't any little whore; I was in love with my husband and wanted a peaceful, healthy marriage with vanilla sex where I was treated with love and respect, unlike his father, who asked me to crawl and get on my knees and who treated me like a slut. Yes, I admit, dirty sex; the steamy, forbidden way he touched me; the way he pounded me so hard like it was the first and last time; and the way he came all over me, it all was so fifty shades of hot. It turned me on so much it fulfilled my sex fantasies, but I was a woman; I wanted a family; I wanted to be a loving, decent mother one day. “Oh fuck.” He groaned, holding my head in place as he pushed his cock deep inside my throat. I gagged. “Fuck

Juliette’s mother suggested. “You were there weren’t you, Louis?” Louis was smiling. “Yes, yes, I was. Why don’t we sit down, Father.” “Indeed, we were just having drinks, but now that we are all here,” Martin looked at Gloria and reached out for her hand, “we can share our news.” Gloria was blushing and suddenly with horror Juliette understood that they were going to get married. She didn’t just do it with her boss. She had sex with her step-brother.

Early in the morning, while some were still deep in their dreams, a piece of sensational gossip spread rapidly. The protagonists of the news were once recognized as the golden couple, the most compatible and attractive pair. Yet, after moving on with their respective lives and starting their own families, both were now accused of infidelity.

As I approach the grand stone steps, my eyes catch on a newspaper headline blaring from a nearby stand: **“Disgraced Billionaire, Adulterer, and Now Murder Suspect: Nathaniel Coven’s Fall from Grace.” The words hit me like a punch to the gut. I stop dead in my tracks, staring at the headline as it burns itself into my brain. Each word is like a dagger, twisting deeper and deeper. **Adulterer.** How did they find out? Who’s been feeding the press these lies, working so hard to paint Nathaniel as the villain, to make him look guilty before he even has a chance to prove his innocence?

They both feel an undeniable attraction towards each other from the moment they've met and they quickly give in to their desires but what will happen when young girls start to get missing and found dead in the woods and HE becomes a suspect? Dear shy, sexy professor A Forbidden love story between Professor Alexander Morero, a 35 years old teacher who teaches Italian language & History at Bedrock university, LA, California and his new student, 20 year old, Jessica Hudson. *#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#* Bonus story: My boyfriend's uncle Introduction: He knew he was in trouble. She was the girlfriend of his nephew, and she was off-limits. But he couldn't help the way he felt when he was

“That's right, even though his condition is still not healed, but that naughty nature, huh ... it was really disgusting to find the two of them ... hum, you know ...” Melinda put her index fingers together, showing a code that Afgan and the nurse she had told were having an affair with an improper union. Adelia and Edward exchanged glances, whether or not to believe Melinda's charade. However, before she could explain further, Adelia cut her off. “I know you're lying, Melinda,” Adelia said sharply. “I don't believe your stories. I want the truth!”

Adrian covered me with a thin blanket, then went to the kitchen to get some water. He came back with two glasses of water. "Drink." I sat up and drank slowly. "I want to ask you something." He sat next to me. "Ask anything." "Have you ever had sex with another man's wife?" Adrian was silent for a moment. His eyes didn't blink. "No." "Never?" "No. I'm not that dirty. I only date single girls, none who are married." I sighed. Relieved? Maybe. "Did you three ever share a wife before? Back when you still had wives?"

After his husband's betrayal, a man finds a devastating form of revenge: seducing his own father-in-law. At first, it was just a game until it turned into so much more. CHAPTER 1 The evidence had been there, on his face for ages, but he ignored it. He didn't want to think of him in that light. He wanted to think of Adam as the man he knew him as, the one he had fallen in love with years ago. Adam had cheated, not even once, not even fucking twice. He had gotten away with it all these years, while Dave tried to turn a blind eye, just because of his love for him.