Empress Jennifer Cuckold Novels & Stories

She looked at him and said, "Do you really want me to tell you? Isn't it better that we just push this under the rug and let it go?" He blew out a long breath and then said, "As long as we're confessing buried secrets, I have to admit that the thought of you with another guy actually turns me on. I know I wasn't your first and when you've told me about certain other guys that you knew before me, you might have noticed that it gives me a raging hard-on. Maybe you'd call me a closet cuckold, but the idea of seeing my gorgeous, nympho, trophy-wife fuck another guy arouses the shit out of me."

Oh come on. “Rules… Number one. The Submissive will not have any form of sexual release whatsoever without permission from Sir. The Submissive will not watch any... okay I get it.” She mumbled as she continued making some changes here and there. Later That Day, 5pm Jennifer was at the house and changed into a different dress. Shorter, bodycon dress for what reason? To get back at her husband who was fucking another woman in front of her. She wore some stilettos and let down her brown hair. She walked outside and noticed Jerald's car was already there, she assumed he was already home.

“You came too early.” Jennifer managed to smile. “Yeah. I have to. Emily is still in school. I need to go and take her too." “I totally understand. I was hoping you would be here alongside Albert." He said, and just then, he noticed the mark on her face. It was evident enough that someone hit her. “Sorry. But what is that on your face?” He asked. “Did someone hit you?” Even though Caleb was a close friend. She couldn't open up. She had to cover up for her husband, Albert. She chuckled mildly. “I met a crazy customer yesterday,” she lied. “She slapped me.”

I hated how pathetic I sounded, but I was past the point of caring about my pride. "You want to know what's going on?" Jenny's voice rose with so much resent. Her eyes flashed with something between anger and disgust. "Fine. I'll tell you exactly what's going on." She pushed off from the desk, standing up straighter, and I could see her entire body tense with barely controlled rage. "Your wife… no, actually, your ex-wife, who has loved you deeply for the past five fucking years, found out recently that you, a good-for-nothing piece of shit, have been sleeping with her cousin. In the same goddamn house you all live in together!"

Every time I slept with Jennifer Brooks, I noticed that she had changed the sheets. After we finished one night, I finally asked her about it. Jennifer traced her fingers across my chest and gave me a gentle smile. "Obviously, it's because your good friend sweats so much. Every time, right before you and I do it, he gets jealous and insists on going first. I never knew a man could sweat that much during sex until I met him." My mind went blank. I stared at her in disbelief. "What did you just say?" She met my gaze, her lips curved into something that wasn't quite a smile. "Connor, your father was tortured to death in bed by the women your mother hired, not by me. So every time you lie th

Chaz could not help but chuckle and said in a cold voice, “You still say it even though you knew that it was inappropriate. How tactless.” Jennifer was in the mood of watching a good show. “You have been here several times, so I have read your profile from the agent. You have been with her for so long, but you didn’t know that you’ve been cuckolded for so long? You can really endure it, and she can really let loose. I admire you for that. Selena, you’re so skilled in dealing with men. I’d like to learn your tricks. But Mr. Ferguson is reluctant to give you a storefront. Is it because you’ve been divorced? Is it because he doesn’t want to have anything to do with you since you have an illicit

A two-minute video file downloaded automatically. As soon as the video played, a very familiar, cooing groan instantly filled the silence of the room. In the high-resolution amateur video recording, Giselle—her husband's mistress and first love—could be seen throwing her head back with her eyes closed submissively. In front of her, Dominic Thorne was fondling the woman's thin body with immense passion on the bed of a luxury hotel room. The recording had been deliberately sent by Giselle, complete with a line of mocking text beneath it: 'look at this, Vivienne. Even though you hold the status of the legal wife in that grand mansion, in the end, I am the only woman who is always pampered and a

“You know more than anyone else that the moment she finished her time fighting the barbarians in the west, she had already become my legal wife. You approved of that condition of hers yourself.” “You call her a legal wife?” Their conversation came to a stop when the empress came in. She just knew that she was involved in their discussion so she decided to join in just to make sure she keeps her throne. “I am your only legal wife, Your Imperial Highness. Emery may be recognized as second to me, but she is just a mere mistress legalized to be acknowledged by your people. This is outright adultery.” “Says the person who had been sleeping with the head of the Shadow Assassins.”

So, I decided to see by myself what he was talking about and why he wanted me to not open the news tab or my social media. I first opened the internet and when I saw the trending news and a bunch of missed calls from Travis, my heart leaped to my mouth. I gasped for air. My encounter with Emily at the jewelry store was filmed by a customer and uploaded on the social media. I was clearly seen dominating a terrified Emily. The truth was exposed. Emily Jones, first and legal wife of Xavier Linwood was alive and back. The same people who called me the inspiration for young girls, a philanthropist and a fighter, they began to judge me and many of them called me colorful names. Including Xavier's

She did all of that and more. Photos from Kathalina’s old social media were cropped to look suspicious. Titles were dramatized. Every line of the article was designed to sting. By 4:00 a.m., the first article went live: “THE EX-WIFE RETURNS: Kathalina Seen in the City Again Trying to Win Back Thirdie Stone?” Ten minutes later, another gossip page picked it up. Then another. Then a TV station website reposted the story with an even bolder twist: “BREAKING NEWS: Thirdie Stone’s Former Wife Reportedly Trying to Re-Enter His Life. Sources Say Tension Is Brewing.”