Affair Stories Novels & Stories

One I hope his curiosity would not lead him to. Inside that folder was filled with p**n videos of men fucking married women in their homes. The dirtier and morally grey it was, the better. Colour me shocked when Don described one of my top favourite video at dinner. How huge cocks slammed into willing soaked cunts. My clueless husband still thought I was his sweet little wife who loves gentle lovemaking. If only he knew. This morning, Callum just left for work. I bolted upstairs to our room. My thong was stuck to my slimy cuntlips, and I tugged it off, letting the air conditioned air cool my hot slit.

She believed we had taken what was hers. Because of that, she was extremely jealous of me. Scott had originally had feelings for me. Natalie found out and made sure he chose her instead. Later, she went after Colin for the same reason. Anything that belonged to me, she wanted to take. When she said it, everything finally made sense. I had always wondered how she could even look twice at Colin, that weak man. I let out a quiet sigh, unsure what I was even supposed to say. At least now, I finally knew the truth. Looks like the affair backfired, hard.

I like that I had someone to call DAD. “I have news, my girl,” he said, sitting on the bed beside me. My eyes lit up, and I watched him, waiting. “I found the connection you were looking for,” he said, and I nodded enthusiastically. “It seems affairs are quite rife here.” he shook his head, and those words startled me even though I tried to maintain a calm composure. The kiss I had shared with Blaine could not be considered an affair, right? We were both in the process of getting a divorce from our spouses.

Glancing at the two individuals in turn. Achmed began to open his voice firmly. “Does that mean you two are having an affair?” he asked, seeking further understanding of the conflict that was engulfing his family. Adelia tried to explain, “Dad, I didn't mean to have an affair. Afgan and I are having problems, but I never intended to involve anyone else.” Afgan tried to add, “Dad, it's not what she said. I did not have an affair. This is all a misunderstanding.”

Every single photo screamed affair, though not one moment had ever actually happened. The angles were perfect. The lighting matched. To anyone scrolling, it looked like Sera Blackwood had been caught sneaking around with another man behind her brand-new husband’s back. I didn’t hesitate. I slipped the images into the inboxes of the right gossip bloggers, tagged the right hashtags, and let the fire catch. I spent hours polishing the narrative, crafting the captions that would set the media on fire: Another scandal for the Blackwoods? Is Sera faithful to her new husband, or does history repeat itself?

Rebecca saw him leaving, and immediately she runs after her lover. My clueless mother-in-law did not suspect a single thing. Did she blindly trust her son, so much that she can't understand a simple logic? "Cynthia, shall we go?" She ignored the scene happening right before us; of her son having a heated argument with Rebecca. Even a fool would read meanings to such hostile behaviour between two people that are basically having an affair. The event planner of the charity warmly welcomed my mother-in-law and myself. We were even given seats in the front, while the cloths were being taken down from the trunk of her car. Justin and his mistress should be coming over to the event, hopefully in t

If the story ended there, it would have been a simple one. My mother had committed a crime and paid the price. But what if we added their identities? The pregnant woman was Serena Miller. Her lover was Daniel Zimmerman. My father. And also my mother’s husband. Yes. It was the oldest affair story in the world. The kind where your best friend steals your husband. The mess between the three of them was tangled beyond explanation. I looked at Serena and said, “I know Mom made you lose your baby, and then Mom went to prison.”

I was given an explanation by Fannie. "Let's put it in your position: if you saw your fiance kissing someone else... Would you continue with your marriage?" It was Fannie's question that caused me to pause for a few seconds. Should I still go through with the wedding even though I caught my future husband kissing another woman? Of course not! That is an unfair advantage. To me, it makes perfect sense. "Shut you up?" Fannie asked. "If it were up to me, I wouldn't continue with the wedding..."

Clandestine Affair, book 1 of Affair Duology, is finally completed! This is the first novel I’ve completed so far and it is a long and hard journey as procrastination always gets the best of me. I enjoyed writing this and I will start writing book 2 of the Affair Duology as soon as I finished editing and revising book 1. All the revelations will be revealed and explained in the second book. If you came to hate Vishnu in the first book, his actions would be justified (I hope so) in the second book.

Sandhya continued. "That's great," Vihaan said, smiling. "Someone from my past, Vihaan. I had an affair with a married man three years ago. People might judge me for that, but you certainly can't decide who you fall in love with. It just happens, and it happened to me," Sandhya explained.