Cheating Husband Romance Novels & Stories

Valerie put on her clothes. - I know it might sound strange but it’s the first time I’m cheating on my husband for all three years of our marriage. On the other hand, I know he’s cheating on me all the time. So, it’s like it’s my revenge. Bob, I must tell you you’re a great seducer. It was your plan to start with the massage, right? - I couldn’t miss the chance. Besides your cheating husband can’t control you today. - OK, I gotta go.

A gasp caught in my throat. "I don’t want you to step in," I whispered. "Liar." He leaned in closer, his nose skimming my neck, inhaling deep. "I can smell how wet you are already. That pussy's dripping for me, Ruby. Just like yesterday." "This isn't right. I can't cheat on my husband." "You already cheated on your husband yesterday. So what's one more sin? Hmm? At least this time, you'll get a real orgasm out of it. Let me make you come so hard you forget his name. Then you can regret later all you want."

“So fucking wet. This married pussy is begging to be fucked right in front of your husband.” I was grinding back against his hand like a whore. Mark shot up from his chair. “That’s enough! Get the hell out of my house!” I turned my head, breathing hard, eyes glazed with lust, and looked straight at my cheating husband. “It’s just a massage, Mark. If you can’t handle watching another man touch your wife, then you can go sit in your study like you always do when you’re avoiding me and my needs.” Mark’s face burned with humiliation and rage. He stormed off, slamming the study door so hard the walls shook.

The sight of him cheating on me turns me on so badly which I can't explain as I slipped my hand under my skirt without thinking as my fingers brushed my panties which were already soaked. I bite my lips while circling my clit slowly matching to the rhythm of his thrusts. “This is so insane and I still can't believe that I'm getting off on my husbands infidelity?” I said. Jim flips her over while spreading her legs wide as he hooked them over his shoulders. “Look at me while I fill you up,” he demanded slamming back in. He kept bouncing on each other while her nails racked his back. “Jim, oh fuck you are so big and I want you to ruin pussy!”

I had talked her ears off with praises of my husband from the moment we started the session. “Again, your weird morals,” I mused. “Judging from all you’ve done, I don’t think you’re the type of man to mind fúcking someone’s wife if she was willing.” He grimaced. “But I am. Matter of fact, I detest cheating.” “Me too.”

"It was all my fault. I know I've messed up. Please give me another chance." He went on desperately, "Rachel was just a moment of weakness. She seduced me! You know I only love you. Please believe me." "Oh." I nodded faintly. Cheating was cheating. What difference did it make, whether it was a moment of passion or something more? He even had the nerve to blame someone else for his mistakes? At that moment, my mind had never felt clearer. Honestly, I should be grateful. At least I had seen his true colors before getting trapped in the quagmire of marriage.

My love for you was gone when I found out you lied to me. "Gosh, I'm stupid. I'm so stupid for blaming Raymond for sending that video." "Who's Raymond?" "Your cousin." "How do you know him?" "He's my lover. He became my lover after I thought you were dead and we both have a son together." "That's great." "What of you, how has your life been." "Well, am focused on my detective work and I've been on a couple of relationships that didn't turn out well." "What of your daughter Grace, you don't call or care about her. Raymond told me you named her Grace when she was three months old in your baby mama's womb. You cheated on me while we were married."

"I came all the way here to catch a mistress!" She pointed at the car she had been threatening to smash. "That's Winston's car. His mistress is hiding inside and too terrified to come out right now, while he has left to buy cigarettes in the convenience store. "Come on, Alera. Help me drag that whore out of the car!" Her words made me laugh in sheer fury. Winston cheated on her, yet she was still desperately clinging to him. "I have zero interest in your drama," I announced, then turned around to leave. But in the next second, she dropped to her knees right in front of me.

When he finally succeeded, I no longer had a place in his heart. When Anna returned to the country, he rescheduled all his meetings and rushed to the airport to meet her. She lied to him that she had left years ago because of a terminal illness, and she did not want to burden him. He believed her and felt extremely guilty. Since then, he had been very patient, gentle, and loving toward her. He was so lost in her wiles that when I got into a car accident while in labor, Anna had lied to him. She fed him lies, saying that my child belonged to another man, and that I had staged a car accident to cover up the months of pregnancy.

“He and my dad met in Montreal. I also heard he's now the COO of Sinclair’s Global.” “True,” I whispered as I spun her around and caught her swiftly. She glared into my eyes as her lips curled upwards. “You really are a good dancer,” she giggled. “It's just a shame that my stupid boyfriend can't dance. In fact, that selfish prick can't do anything.” “Wow,” I muttered a bit stunned. “So, where's he?” “We broke up.” She sighed, bowing her head as she frowned. “He cheated on me with my younger brother.”