Cheating Wife Fantasy Novels & Stories

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.

She charged forward and screamed, "Chester, what do you think you're doing, calling another woman your wife? What about our marriage certificate? If you'd just spoken up for me, I would've forgiven you for cheating on me!" At that, I raised a slight eyebrow and glanced at Chester. Like a dog obeying its owner, he sprang to his feet and slapped her, firmly rebuking her, "Shut up! My wife is the CEO of Campbell Group. She's beautiful and capable—what makes you think you're even close to her level? "And that marriage certificate you mentioned? I bought a fake one online for a couple of hundred dollars. You're just foolish enough to believe it for six years. In this world, Nadia is the only woma

"Divorce? It's because of him, isn't it? Your phone never stopped buzzing ever since you fainted." I glanced at the phone screen as text notifications from Future Solomon continued to pop up. "What's happened to you? "Answer me, Ivana Wesley! "I'm worried sick about you. "I swear I'm going to fucking kill Solomon, that beast!" Solomon's expression was as dark as thunder. He suppressed his anger and demanded, "He's the bastard you've been cheating on me with, isn't he?" I looked at his face and suddenly felt exhausted. I shifted my gaze away instead without saying a single word.

That was my duty, as his wife of ten years. When he came to, he just stared up at the ceiling for a long while, without making a sound. I peeled and cut an apple, then pressed a slice against the corner of his lips. At last, he stirred—but all he did was flinch aside, with a vehemence which suggested he was deeply upset with me. "You already knew, didn't you?" he hissed. "About what? That you lied about having late-stage cancer, in the hopes that I'd cede everything to you after we got divorced? Or perhaps you're talking about the mistress you've been keeping hidden at your mom's place—the one you knocked up?"

“I called to ask if you want me to go through with this marriage or not! I’m getting married tomorrow, Isla. Just say the damn word and I’ll call it off.” I blinked. Oh? I glanced down at my screen. Auto-recording: on. Good. This would make a nice addition to my little collection of chaos. “No,” I said breezily. “Not interested.” “You were in love with me. How the hell did you just stop?” I chuckled. “Guess I never was. You were a rebound. And honestly? I was just pissed you cheated first. That’s all.” He growled on the other end. “What the fuck does that mean? You think any man would want you now that I’ve fucked you and you had a baby for me?!”

That was exactly two days after Natalia had told Wendy about Noah’s absence. The truth that Natalia had been trying to avoid comes up to her and hits her like a slap in the face. “Noah cheated on me.” She whispers to herself. “Noah cheated on me.” She says again, nodding, as if to register the information into her head. “But why would he do that?” She sinks into his bed, now last caring about whether he would get mad when he sees it or not. “Have I not always obeyed him? Taken his side? Cooked like the perfect wife? Did I not usually give in to his needs and satisfy his strange desires?”

Husband comes home to a hot little wife. Enjoy.. ***** Although I take a little license with my stories, they are all based on my true wife. She has slowly become a little promiscuous over time. It of course began with a fantasy that we shared during our own sex and developed from there. At first she was afraid to do anything outside of our marriage for real and planned to keep it a fantasy. With the ideas built up in her head, she eventually felt like she had permission to try it. Her first several times were more like cheating than anything else. With me out of town and her exceptionally horny she eventually gave in to someone she knew. Afterwards she wasn't comfortable with the reality, s

“I’ll be back tomorrow. I even bought your favorite pastries.” He was only a few meters away from me, with one arm wrapped around Leah’s waist, the other holding his phone to speak to me. How could a werewolf split his heart in half like that? I couldn’t understand when their affair had started. Why did the she-wolf he cheated with have to be my sister? Most of all, had he ever truly loved me? Or had he only wanted our arranged mating to secure his position as the next Alpha?

"Don't stop, please, it feels so fucking good." Lisa grinned down at her, sweat on her forehead. "Yeah? You like that big cock stretching your tight little pussy? Tell me how much you want it." "I want it so bad," Sarah panted. "Harder. Fuck me harder with it. God, you're hitting my spot every time." I should have been pissed. I mean, my wife was cheating on me with her best friend, right there in our bed. But instead of yelling or storming out, my cock was already getting hard in my pants.

There was another thoughtful pause, and then she asked, "So, did you ever suspect me of cheating?" "Suspect you?" I repeated. "No; not even for a moment. Fantasized maybe, but not suspected." "You fantasized about me cheating on you?" she said. "That's a little weird, isn't it?" "Not really," I said. "Lots of guys have jerk-off fantasies about watching their hot, sexy wives getting wantonly screwed by some young stud." "Really?" she said, obviously intrigued. "And who did you imagine me getting screwed by?" "I don't know," I answered. "They were always strangers."