Amature Wife Novels & Stories

Not to forget the way her fingers were playing with her blouses top button and her eyes giving him those seductive glares. "Who let you in? You can't just walk in like you own this damn place!" "Oh come on Ash ! I used to come here every day and we used to enjoy here in this room every night." Ashton was getting irritated,why can't this woman understand that he is a married man now. "I know your boring wife can never give you what I offer you right now...so..? You in?" "Listen, Amanda, we just had a fling and it was over 2 years back! Why are you being so damn persistent!"

After a few weeks, my wife went on a business trip. I was on my way to the kitchen to grab some water when I heard a low voice from the sitting room. I went to check what it was. My breath caught instantly. Amelia was lying naked on her back on the couch, her fingers moving in and out of pussy, her free hand caressing her nipples with her eyes shut. Fuck! She's damn hot, I know I should have walked away slowly or shouted at her for doing such a thing in her in-laws' house, but here I was staring at her swollen pussy, her full big breasts.

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

He doesn’t even spare me a glance. “Lena is not a slave, and I need her to…” “Go” he cuts me off. “The woman would not be leaving.” “But…” “That’s final. Now leave Maria.” Walter roars with laughter along with the scantily dressed women perched on his laps. “Dear me! I’ve heard about the way you discipline the women in your household, but I didn’t think it extended to even your wife.” Cheeks burning in humiliation, I hurry out of the room with Walter’s maid before Sebastain can say something worse.

“Always. You’re not alone in this. Remember that, okay? You have people who love you.” Sophia closed the door after Maya left and leaned against it for a long moment. The apartment felt quieter now. Emptier. But also a little lighter. She walked back to the couch and picked up her phone again. Adrian’s statement was still open on the screen. The screen had gone dark, so she tapped it. “I failed my wife. I failed her for five years…” She read it again. Slowly. Carefully. Word by word.

As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize? "You can't get anyone pregnant, and you've been useless in bed for years. No one wants you unless she's desperate. "So what if I went to Danny? When things go wrong, maybe look at yourself. A guy like you thinks I should've stayed loyal?" After we got married, we ran every test trying for a kid. Nothing happened. I told her to take it slow. I even got her pricey meds to help. She quit after a few days. So she thought I was the problem? That I couldn't perform?

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

Susan was pleased to see her pale face and said, “Don’t you want to know who’s her mother?” “Who is it?” Cindy's voice trembled as she placed the photo down. “It’s me!” Susan sneered at her and said. Cindy looked even worse now and stared at Susan in shock. “No, this is impossible. How could it be possible?!” “Why not? It’s possible to deceive others about some matters, but this?” She looked at Cindy’s pale face. “Don’t you remember that Jared was out for a business trip to South City a few years ago? Since you’re his wife, you must’ve realized that he lost one of his underwear. That underwear is still in my house.”

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”