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“Lauren Ke… I mean, Lauren Astor.“ “That happens. My wife needed the first six months to say my name with hers. Thank God she is good at this now.“ “I like your wife. She is an amazing actress.“ “That she is. Good at everything is her trait.” He smiled. “You still didn’t tell me whom you are looking for?” “My husband,” I looked around the room, sipping more liquor.

Amara flipped through her menu too but paused when she overheard murmurs from a nearby table where a group of women sat. "Isn't that Louis Newman's wife? Amara, right?" one of them whispered. "Yeah, that’s her. I still can’t believe she went through with the wedding after the whole world saw a video of her husband screwing another woman," a brunette snickered. "Guess what, ladies? I fucked her husband last week," the blonde said, smirking. The other two women gasped. "What?!" the brunette shrieked. "I mean, the guy has probably slept with half the women in Sydney. It’s not that shocking," the other woman shrugged.

She paused for a moment before forging ahead. "She came back, trying to blackmail me. You see, she's still a lesbian, but she saw how happy I was in my marriage. She wanted to destroy it because she couldn't have that for herself. Liam found out about her blackmail attempt, and he couldn't accept that." Asher said, her voice filled with emotion. "It's her past, Liam." Stanley, a voice of reason in this turbulent sea, spoke up. But Liam was having none of it. "She kept it a secret. She didn't even admit that she was wrong." Liam's voice was thick with disgust. "And to think that my own wife was once a lesbian? That's unbearable."

Even blew on it like she was kissing a boo-boo. I saw red. "Rachel! You're touching him? Right in front of me?" She didn't even flinch. "Aaron actually knows how to treat a woman. Unlike you—you're just an animal. You pound away until I feel torn apart. Aaron is gentle. He's rich. What do you have that he doesn't?" Each word hit me like a knife to the chest. This was my wife. The woman I married. We'd been so happy once. I'd done everything for her.

I kissed her and her tongue plunged in, sweeping my mouth of her essence. Mom paused, pulling back, "I want to explore you." I rolled off her thin body onto my back, spreading my legs. My body buzzing with the energy of anticipation. Amanda's hands caressed my skin with a feather touch, avoiding my nipples and pussy, for now, as she told me the story of her first lesbian encounter with her married English professor in college and how the husband found them naked and eating each other and joined in. The liquid lust flowed from my vagina. Mom leaned over me, her modest breasts hanging down. I touched her nipple, she purred, "It's my turn."

That's actually how he met his wife, Amber. She had been one of the regulars at his club, and eventually she flirted her way into his bed and then into a marriage. He still didn't know how that had happened. Maybe he had a weakness for tall, mean blonds, because that's exactly what Amber was. And part of him was turned on because of this mean streak she seemed to possess. He found it amusing when she would launch into someone and cut them down before they even had a chance to speak. Of course, when she turned that foul mouth on him...he knew what to do to put it to good use. She might have been the Alpha bitch, but in his domain, he was king, and no one would disrespect him. Not even his wif

She felt his fingers teasing the clit as he ran his finger up and down her hole. "Killian," she whimpered as she tried to push him off. Killian pulled her closer with a rough jerk and slapped her womanhood. "Oh, you’re so wet, Schmetterling, yet you’re pretending to hate this?" Rara turned her head to look up at him. There was raw amusement in his voice. “A wife should know how to satisfy her husband.”

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

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."