Erotic Stories Cheating Wives Novels & Stories

"What are you implying, huh?" Elena stepped forward, leaned into Victoria’s ear, and whispered in a cold, enigmatic tone: "Nothing. I just suddenly remembered a story about a friend of mine. She had a perfect and loyal husband, but the wife was playing around, cheating with another man behind his back. She thought her husband was stupid and loved her too much to ever find out. But as it turned out, the husband was secretly reciprocating that betrayal by doing the exact same thing behind her back. Painful and crazy, isn't it?"

Evelyn's POV When I found out my husband was cheating on me with 8 women, I decided to get even. The breeze off Lake Como felt amazing. Maddie and I were stretched out on lounge chairs at Lido Villa Olmo, sunbathing while analyzing the profiles of Sebastian’s eight mistresses on my iPad. “Jesus Christ!” Maddie slammed her coffee cup down on the saucer so hard it clattered like a tiny drum solo. The couple making out at the next table actually stopped kissing to stare at us.

I said, and he laughed. “Mister, can I tell you a secret?” I asked. “Go ahead,” “You are no fun, I will keep it to myself,” I hissed drunkenly. “Tell me,” he said. “My husband….. cheated on me, I caught him in the act… with my personal maid on our matrimonial bed,” I whispered to him. “What?” He knitted his eyebrows. “Shush,you can't shout, it's top secret,” I laughed. “Are you being serious?” He asked. “That won't be a joke, I worked so hard to build that marriage, but a maid just snatched it from me…… wait..” I paused, and I started feeling my boobs and a** .

“What do you mean by that?’ I screamed. ‘Are you going to continue screaming or will you act like a civilised werewolf and talk to me?’ “I’m acting like one, Gerard. You are my husband, right?’ “Yes, I know.’ “No, you don’t know.’ I screamed again. “You’ve been cheating on me.’ “I never cheated on you, Emily. Geez, you know I will never do that to you.’ “You will never do it to me or to Oceana.” “Emily.’ “What were you doing at the pleasure house with Oceana? Every night, you sneak out and go there. Is it for Oceana or to meet other women? All this time, why didn’t you ever tell me about your feelings? You lied to me, Gerard. I loved you for years. How could you do this to me?’ “Since I got

Lucas kept fucking me, drawing out my orgasm until I was begging him to stop. Finally, he pulled out, his cock glistening with my juices. "That was amazing, Chloe," he said, his voice rough and satisfied. I couldn't believe what I had just done. I had cheated on my husband with Lucas, a man I had only met a few hours ago. But as I lay there, my body still trembling from the intense orgasm he had given me, I knew that I wanted more. "You're amazing, Chloe," Lucas said, his breath hot against my neck. "I bet your husband doesn't fuck you like that."

They were also Keira's friends back when they were young and they knew well that Keira was a kind-hearted girl. "Tell me what to do. I"ll make sure that those bastards suffer." Zachary said with a hint of hatred. The boys nodded to Zachary. "Such a thing happened to my wife too, and I won't let it slide," Travis said as he remembered how his wife, Arianna has been used many times by the ex-boyfriend. It's not just cheating, but they also stole her compositions. "For your wife, the Golden Age is the best one to choose," Adamson said.

Enraged Richard shot back, "Sure, it's all my fault. That kiss you gave me an hour ago tells the truth. You loved it, and knew you wanted more. You wanted me to fuck you hard and rock your world, and you know it." Ellie looked shocked at his outburst as he continued, "Just admit it and stop blaming me for wanting to cheat on the man you say you love. You'll never convince me that you loved him and so easily agreed to cheat on him. You're just like all the other sluts. You want some fun on the side, as long as you don't get caught. Once you get caught, you blame the man who seduced you. Well princess, you never would have let me seduce you, take you on a trip across the country, and agree to

Irina, my wife, the woman I thought was a saint, was cheating on me. "When was this?" I pointed to one of the photos. Specifically one where she was on all fours on a couch while the man fucked her from behind. "This morning, sir." The investigator seemed nervous. "What else do you have?" I asked. "I want everything." "It's the third property she's purchased, sir. Different lovers, and from what little I've investigated, it seems there have been many." The investigator shifted in his chair. For the first time in my life, I was speechless.

When Eric realized that he had been gangbanged by a group of disgusting, middle-aged women with wrinkly faces and bodies all afternoon, he was so disgusted that he leaned against the wall and threw up until there was nothing left in his stomach. Ayna never thought that the lewd sounds she'd heard from outside the door would turn out to be from Eric and a group of middle-aged women instead! She flew into a huge rage and stomped her feet angrily. "Melody Hartman! He is your husband! How could you be so cruel to him! Don't you know that I'm going to be traumatized by this every time I want to sleep with him in the future?" I grinned and shrugged. "I knew that he was cheating on me with you. Did

Ethan's message came in while Lucas and I were having breakfast across from each other. Ethan Harrington was the man I'd chosen to cheat with. Young, full of heat, eager and obedient where it counted. My phone buzzed a few times on the table, which earned me a glance from the man across from me. I unlocked the screen and his messages flew in one after another. "When are you divorcing him?" "Baby, you promised you'd own up to us. You said you'd give me a real place in your life."