Cheating Wife Story Novels & Stories

" As the woman recalled the heart-wrenching events that had occurred in the past few months, she could not help but tear up. After she had gotten pregnant, she quit her job to focus on becoming a housewife. She had naively thought that everything would be fine as long as she did not do anything that wronged her husband. Little did she know, she had underestimated the true nature of a man. With all the business networking her husband had to do, he would have countless encounters with beautiful ladies. When faced with such frequent temptations, who would be able to resist them? It was three months ago that she realized her husband had cheated on her. His mistress had openly uploaded a photo of

I kept chanting in my head to rid myself of the guilt that I just cheated for the first time in my seven years of marriage. After getting dressed, I glanced once more at the sleeping man on the ruffled bed before stepping out of the hotel room. He was the new manager that joined the company a few months ago, a handsome bachelor who I had to lead on so I could get my hands on the promotion that my husband needed so badly. Speaking of my husband, Richard must be waiting for me to give him the good news; that I had successfully done what he asked. I arrived home tired and walked straight to the bedroom assuming that Richard was in there since I couldn't find him anywhere else in the house. I st

I had been completely played! Why? Why would she do this to me? Reflecting on our year of marriage, I had done everything I could to care for Donna, fearing that I'd ever let her down. Yet, she still chose to cheat on me with another guy! Or rather, two! My chest heaved with rage, and it felt like I was about to explode. "Shameless Donna!" I muttered under my breath, hailing a taxi to follow that car. As the scenery outside changed, my expression darkened even more.

Maybe you should've shown restraint and saved her some face, even if she was acting a little too close to her assistant in front of all the media outlets. "Uncle Tristan," I cut him off. "Valerie marched into my event with her assistant wearing my watch, and publicly cheated on me. What do you think I should've done?" There was a dead silence on the other end of the line before Tristan said, "That's not what I meant—" "In that case, what did you mean then?" I pressed. "Should I have swallowed my pride and waited for them to drag me through the mud, then begged them to show me mercy?"

"We need names." "I don't know most of them." Paulo slumped against the wall. "There was a British guy. Investment banker, I think. She met him at some charity thing. And there were... fuck, there were others. She would laugh about it, when she was drunk. How easy it was to keep you all believing whatever she wanted." Each word was a knife, cutting deeper. My wife hadn't just cheated. She'd made a game of it. Collected men like trophies while playing the perfect society wife.

"He's married with kids. I can't.... I'm just tired." "You left your husband because he cheated and went to another woman's husband. This time, not only that you had sex with him, you went on to get pregnant for him. Who even told you that cheating back was the best? Now you have loosed your husband and you are pregnant for another's woman's husband." Jade was starting to get angry at her as she talk. She was loosing it. "I don't know what came over to me."

, she said and her face dropped gloomily. She sighed and looked at nothing as if feeling bad about the situation, " her former husband really showered her with care and affection, spent lots of money on her, had connections, pampered her, did and gave her everything she wanted, but my sister promiscuous attitude destroyed the marriage, she fell in love with another man because he was better in bed, cheated on her husband and would even bring the man to their home, spend nights with him on their matrimonial bed, and she was so good in hiding it that her husband had no idea, the innocent man was clueless and kept showing her love and affection until she got pregnant for the man she's cheating

The façade of the complete control he had over his emotions was disintegrating and the chinks were showing. “No . . . ,” I answered, “understanding was slowly dawning on me. Did his dead wife cheat on him, while she was still alive? “My most beloved wife cheated on me.” There were tears in his eyes and I knelt before him and wiped them away with my fingers, my heart was torn apart by his grief. I patted and rubbed his back the way my mom would whenever I cried. There was a gnawing ache in my heart, thinking how an apparently good man had been cuckolded. What could drive a woman to do that?

He lunged forward, trying to stop me, but the security guards I'd arranged beforehand blocked his way. "Second, the truth about my ex-wife, Quinn Hart. She betrayed me and entered a relationship with Chester. They had an affair behind my back and had a child together. After this, I will be pressing charges against Quinn for bigamy." Photo after photo and video after video appeared on the screen. The reporters instantly turned their cameras toward Quinn, whose face had turned deathly pale. Once everything was over, I stood up and walked toward the exit without hesitation. Seeing me leave, Quinn jumped to her feet and tried to chase after me. But the next second, a dozen reporters surrounded h

A loyal wife caught off guard by cheating allegations from her husband, divorced, and now trying to make sense of the conundrum she had been thrust into. Either way, I was invested. This was a drama I could enjoy from the front seat, sipping neat whiskey as I watched it unravel. I didn’t mind whatever turned out to be true. I wasn’t about to wife her — or anyone else. I just needed to fuck her and ease the primal desire that was turning me all the way loose. She had already surprised me today by revealing she was an engineer. And she took monstrously sized dildos in her pussy. What other surprises did she have in store for me?