Amateur Lesbian Wives Novels & Stories

Kitty's eyes widened with her analogy. "Don't push your hobbies on me," Kitty hissed. "I know my husband could never d-" "I think I just hit a nerve," Leah smiled ear to ear before fading into a line. "Don't get ahead of yourself, Kitty. I've been in your shoes before; trust me when I say this, all wives think they know everything- turns out we don't know shit. We can't control unwilling husbands, but we can control ourselves." Green eyes stare back at Kitty's brown spheres. "I don't like to pry on your privacy, but I think there's more to it than you'd like to admit."

he asked, confused. "No, actually, my wife ran away to another country. I don't even know how to find her." "She ran away from you?" he asked, surprised. "Yes, I kept her locked up, but that woman is a pervert. Don’t come tell me she’s a saint. After all, Layane liked to watch naked men. She didn’t cheat, but that made me uneasy. But seriously, if you weren’t married, you’d get along with her sister, Layla. She’s drop-dead gorgeous, but she's also married. Then there's Laysa, the hot one... for Cassius. But the big guy there doesn’t care about any woman. I don’t know, I’m even thinking... you know?" he commented, gesturing with his hand as if implying his brother might be gay. But Cassius re

He would take out his cock and start playing with it, "And the next thing you know Tony will have talked your wife into helping the poor guy out. Jeff will walk over and your wife will start sucking his dick while Tony fucks her. Once she gets started there's no stopping. Tomorrow or the next day it will be two friends and the next day three and finally six or seven. In three years, and with over thirty women, I've only seen one get up and leave when Jeff walks in and I've never seen one not come back when they move up to three. Are you sure you are ready for your wife to become a whore for black cock?" I shrugged, "Her choice" I said. One the bed Tony was getting his cock sucked and as soon

I tell her. She frowns. “What’s up…” “I need Simone Wells. David’s brother wants to hire someone to be his Fiancée until he gets his promotion…" I explain. Her frown deepens. “And you’re sure Simone could, do it?” she asks. “She’s one of the only women we have that could pass as a doctor’s wife…” I remind her. “Rather send in. Quinn Daily.” She says. I bite my lip. Quinn was gorgeous, long blonde locks, sea blue eyes her entire face was made to be a model. The only problem we had with her was that her clients always fell in love with the role she played.

the woman asked, noticing that Jared seemed to be really concerned about the woman sitting in front of him. 'I've been around Jared quite frequently for the past five years, but never have I seen another woman like her around him, let alone one whom he would display so much affection to. This is interesting,' the woman thought. "My wife," Jared coldly replied. "You're married? How was I not aware of that?" she asked, her startled voice becoming louder. In response, Jared frowned, and a hint of irritation crossed his eyes. "Just do your job properly. There's no need for you to poke your nose into my personal affairs."

The man looks at Max, “We didn’t get any information on your wife for the auction. Lisa has a moment, if we hurry, we can get the form all filled out for the auctioneer to read.” Max puts an arm around my waist and kisses the side of my head before telling the man, “Mr. Brahm, I cannot auction off my wife. We have only been married for a few months and have yet to spend an evening apart. Perhaps next year.” “Nonsense, it is tradition. Besides, it is for a good cause,” The man replies. He signals to a woman speaking to another couple near us. “This is my wife, Lisa. Darling, this is Mrs. Sturgis,” He says.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

“Yes, ma'am. At least someone should stay with him here to make it easy for him. I'll stay by his side till he fully recovers.” “No!” Jeremy, Devyn, Adonis, and Liam yelled at once. Luciana lifted a brow. “Huh?” “Unmarried women and married men can't be together in a house.” Jeremy protested. “What if something happens between the two of you?” Devyn added. “You can't live with him.” “Something like what? Richard can't stand on his own right now and he's not a married man anymore.” “Who said he's not active? I'm against it.”

It isn't locked. Of course! Her husband was a free spirit who hardly cared about his life. Sleeping in a stranger's house was bad enough. Mrs Contreras opened the door and crept in. Her husband was sadly snoring away. It's 6 for goodness sake. She ruffled her husband badly to get him up as quick as she could. There was no time to waste if Ema ever had a past here, it was foolish to keep staying anywhere that could trigger back her lost memories.

“Mr. Blackwood, who’s the absolutely stunning lady with you?” “Mr. Blackwood, over here, please! Who’s this pretty lady? Are you guys related? Is she your girlfriend?” “Mr. Blackwood, please answer us, Mr. Blackwood!” Julian halted, his lips twitching at their incessant chatter. “This,” he began, sliding his hands to Leslie’s waist, “is my wife, Leslie Blackwood.” Leslie flushed, and the reporters gasped and whispered amongst each other. “He has a wife now?”