Busty Cheating Wife Novels & Stories

“This wasn’t the first time. Before today, I had already slept with two couples during previous shoots. I just got completely carried away… but I’ve never cheated on you outside of this modeling work. Jack paid me very well, and with the money we’re making, we really can’t complain. Isn’t it great? I’m actually becoming a model now — men will be buying my photos! Jack already asked me to come back, and I agreed. I really enjoy this work, dear. I’m so glad you suggested I try it. I hope you’ll support me with my new career.” I was speechless. Not only had my wife exposed her most intimate parts to strangers, but she had willingly fucked my friend Jack and the stripper Martha — and this wasn’t

I have never thought of cheating either nomater the challenges I face with my wife she's still my wife and I love her. When I got home in the evening after work, Whitney had put on a very transparent short white dress.She was watching what seemed like an interesting program on television. My eyes lead me see her soft doughy body and her big breasts that almost come out of her dress.I could clearly see everything, her big tight nipples.My desires were so high my dick had already bulge in my trousers.I went straight to my room to take a cold shower to cool down my temperatures.I didn't want her to see the big heap in my trousers.I think she noticed it since she smiled as I went up stairs.

I was shocked and I felt like I was pasted on my seat I couldn’t move. “I didn’t expect that—” “It’ll be easier if you work under me as my secretary.” “But is that even allowed? I’m your wife; I don’t think I should work as your secretary—” “Of course it is. It’s my company. I make the rules. And if I want my wife to be my secretary… no one can and should dispute that. So you don’t need to worry about that.” “Are you sure you want me to be your secretary?”

They knew that he doted on his dear wife so hearing that she cheated on him will surely bring a lot of emotions including anger. The reporters informed the public that Mr Haywood was yet to say anything about his wife cheating. ************* Cassandra had listened to the news “Even if he doesn't say anything I already know what he plan to do, surely he won't let Israel go freely without killing him for daring to touch his wife and then for Nuella he will not just divorce her without making her regret what she did” Cassandra smiled while saying to herself. Now that Oliver will be lonely he will need companionship. She is going to use this opportunity to get in his bed and afterwards he will r

“Don't bring Easton into this. I don't intend to sound like a bad father by saying Easton is way better, but you're pushing me. Easton has a company in his name, and as you can see, he is building it on his own, and making his own money. What has Carson done apart from club and host women?” “What?” She couldn't believe what he just said. “Easton tricked you, Evan. He tricked you into providing him the documents. Nicole isn't his real wife. She is a contract wife!” She snapped, and Evan looked up at her with widened eyes. She smirked, knowing that she had finally seen what would get to him. “What did you just say?” He asked, the shock evident in his tone.

The scene cut to an interior to show her entering and off to the side was a tall, well-dressed man with his pants down around his ankles as he drove himself into the ass of a pretty Hispanic woman in a maid's outfit. The socialite paused and shot a look of disgust at the man who was probably supposed to be her husband. "The cheating husband! Of course!" Trish called out. "Fucking the staff and she's not happy about it." Ben assumed that as well from her expression. "Fuck! He's really going to town on that poor girl's ass," she mumbled, and Ben glanced at her. The main actress said some bitter things to her husband who continued to pound until he pulled out and finished on the maid's ass.

I had no idea my wife, Bella Ross, had a best friend who was so incredibly sexy. After boarding the plane, the three of us occupied seats in a single row. From the corner of my eye, I stole a glance up Celeste's skirt, looking at the narrow space between her juicy thighs. I was truly so tempted to pry her legs apart and bury myself deep inside her. Nonetheless, my wife was just sitting right next to me. I would never have the guts to do so. As I compared Celeste's figure to my wife's, they were basically worlds apart. Bella was dressed in a tacky shirt, and her chest was so flat that they offered zero tactile stimulation when I caressed them.

Suddenly, through the glass window, I saw a disheveled woman being pinned to the ground and beaten. "It's all your fault, bitch! If it weren't for you, my dad wouldn't have been fired. Pay back all the gold we gave you. Bitch!" I felt nothing. After all, what mattered to me now was figuring out how to get my wife to give me a daughter that night.

"It's his fault for hogging the position of your legal husband and refusing to step aside! I want him to use my hand-me-down trash and suffer from it. Let's see how long he can hold out!" "Alright, alright. As long as you're happy, babe, you can toy with him however you want." The couple laughed as they walked into the dream home that should've been mine. The door slammed shut with a heavy thud. I stood in the dimly lit stairwell, feeling as though I had plummeted into an ice pit. How dare they? They cheated on me, humiliated me, and plotted against me behind my back! Did they think I couldn't do anything to them?

The messages were right there. Dozens of them. To a woman named “Lila.” Young, from the pictures, barely twenty-five, with a tight body, perky tits, and no stretch marks. Pictures of her in lingerie. Pictures of Marco’s cock. Videos of them fucking in hotel rooms. Promises that he was going to “finally leave the cow” soon. I felt like I was going to be sick. He was actively cheating on me — the wife who had given him five beautiful children and sacrificed her body for their family.