Novel & Cerita Erotic Wife Cheating Stories

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."

“If you can have a mistress… oh wait, sorry, a girlfriend since you initiated the open marriage, why can’t I have a boyfriend?” “Because you’re my wife!” he shouted, face red, hand slamming the table so hard the cutlery jumped. “And you’re my husband, Graham. My husband!” My voice cracked with fury. “But you’ve been cheating on me for years with your so-called cousin, only to use my inability to give you a child as an excuse to bring her into our home and humiliate me.” Lillian pushed back her chair with a screech, standing. “That’s enough! I’m not staying here to be insulted…”

Hope briefly lit up her face—then faded just as quickly. “But that also means you’ll be competing with his son and his ex-wife, Idara,” she said quietly. “Werewolves love politics. And… I don’t think he is a faithful partner.” That caught my attention. “Why?” I asked immediately. “I heard he cheated on his wife. That’s why they divorced,” she said. My eyes widened instantly. “He did what?” I asked, my voice rising as irritation boiled inside me. She nodded. Suddenly, everything came rushing back—him standing in his office, kissing me and telling me I was his first kiss, that he would give me all his firsts.

"My wife. My beautiful, amazing, loving and wife." "Did she cheat on you?" "No." "So, what did she do? To make you choke her and end up in prison?" I find myself telling my story to a man who probably wouldn't even understand. "I didn't choke her. She was my first wife actually. Our marriage ended because of a lie told by her best friend and she was the victim, I never knew. I got married to her best friend six years ago and I'm only just finding out that it was all a lie, a trap."

Eve laughed it off again, and said, "What about you, Vera?" "I cheated on my husband," Vera said. "I didn't tell him, and none of you would. I just did it because I couldn't stand this guy anymore. Anyway, it was a one-time thing. And it wasn't the size of it that had me hooked which made us do it more than once that day. It was the way he used it. He had me pinned and screaming, that he had to silence me with a kiss. We were in the soundproof room, but even I was convinced the neighbours heard us. Well, thankfully, they did." "How long did that go on?" Eve asked, replacing the handkerchief back to her face. Elvin. He was evil.

" The third affair had its own transfer, too, and the payments continued all the way to the seventh and most recent one. Dylan was so frightened that he shrank into the corner of the room. Meanwhile, Vanessa kept her eyes glued to the bank statements. "T-This is impossible…" Evelyn's voice was stone-cold. "Did you honestly think he put up with you bringing those pathetic little flings into his home time after time because he was hopelessly in love with you? Stop flattering yourself, Vanessa. "Six months ago, I made a bet with him. I bet that deep down, you were still a responsible wife, and sooner or later, you would come back to your senses. But look at you. You made me lose spectacularly.

"What else? You don't see that I'm not perfect. I'm molar pregnancys; even if I wait a year, I'm still molar pregnancys." "Is that reason enough to label me a cheating man?" Elissa was silent. She averted her eyes. "Every man wants the perfect wife. I can't cook; I'm not even as beautiful as Balqis. And now there are things I might not be able to give you. That's why you cheated on me, right? You were already cheating on me before I even knew." Elissa held up a file. She then pointed to a name. "What's this? You're working with that bitch again, aren't you? You would have gone to a hotel if I hadn't caught you earlier!"

Like a madman, he began spewing their secrets: "Nothing? Ashley, have you forgotten what you told me? You said Nick was a useless burden, that only with me could you truly be happy! You promised me to get rid of him with half of your assets after the IPO of the company!" "Shut your mouth!" Ashley’s eyes blazed with a fire. She whirled around, screaming at him, "You're nothing but my pet! One word from me, and I can have you buried!" The bar erupted. The livestream comments and hushed whispers exploded into a roaring inferno of contempt, threatening to consume Ashley entirely. [So the side piece beats up the husband and father-in-law, and she defends HIM? My mind is blown!] [Let me summarize:

"The only reason why I haven't slapped you yet is that you're my elder sister, but if you push me, I promise that I won't fucking hold back..." Alexa sends a hot slap to his cheek before he can finish his statement. "You're going to slap me because of that bastard? That gold digger that also wants your money? Why the fuck are you so blind? Do you think that she so much loves you? Wake up, Alex... Fucking wake up," Alexa says again, but he scoffs. "A gold digger? A bastard? You don't call my wife names in my presence, Alexa. Don't fucking push me, please," He snaps at her again, and scoffs.

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?"