Ex Wife Temptation Novels & Stories

She volunteered as a guidance counselor in the Westbridge academy after leaving her coperate job at Unity Banks. Their marriage looked ideal from the outside. In private, it was a source of deep, aching frustration for Tamara. Her tyrant husband Richard, was nothing more than a 5-inch cockie man…….and a two mins man in bed. Sex with Richard, has always been a toture to Tamara…..she married him as a virgin, and had Always felt a void in her whenever he sexed her. Once during an annual women enlightment, held by Joyce Major…..Tamara learnt about the afterglow of orgasms in a woman's life…and she ernestly longed for it….but unfortunately her cockie couldn't fulfill her wishes.

I feel like a hungry animal salivating and hungry for her. She's my wife. Can I do this? Can I own her tonight? I wanna try. I want to own her. I want to feel her naked softness against my body. I want to feel her against mine. I want to taste every inch of her. So damn much! Oh, f-ck! Licking my lips, I completely lifted her camisole. Oh what a seductive body. What a beautiful curves and she's mine. This woman is walking temptation. She's a temptress. My very own temptress.

Besides, I’ve been waiting so long to get intimate with her, so it's understandable why my cravings are so intense. I've never sexually desired anyone like I do my wife. I don't know how long I can fight this physical temptation; I don’t know why she made such a big deal over what happened tonight! It was just a little champagne I spilled on her dress! If I wake her and tell her I’m sorry, we could blow over what happened tonight. Then I can have what I desire. But what if she gets even angrier that I’m waking her up? I sat up, looking at her lying on the other side of the room. My mind kept telling me, 'She is your wife. Why can't I lie down next to her?

It is as if he’s standing on the edge of the cliff, and with a little push, he will fall deeply into lust. ‘It can’t be!’ No matter how he wanted to touch Adira, he does not want to have a sex without mutual feelings between them. He loves his wife. But what about Adira? Will there be a good result in touching a woman who does not intend to be with him forever? Before his mind shut down completely against temptation, Chadwick pushed Adira away from his body. “Get away!” He didn’t mean to use all of his strength, but he accidentally pushed her a bit hard.

This time he would go away from her life forever! “There’s nothing to talk about, Ryder. We have filed a divorce petition today. In six months, we will get divorced.” Matteo froze in his tracks. Did he hear her correctly? “How can you do this to me? I know it’s because of this man, right? You’ve been sleeping with him while still being married to me.” Amelia’s face flushed with fury and she slapped Ryder with all her strength. Ryder’s head reeled from the intensity of the slap.

--- Warning Mature Content --- Daniel’s POV ‘Damn, here’s my wife innocently seducing me,’ Russel came out of the house wearing a red see-through cover-up, but I could see the red two-piece she was wearing underneath. I was standing like a jerk and staring at my wife. I was still amazed by how beautiful her body was, which drove me crazy every day until now. As my thoughts drifted, they landed on her alluring physique. I really can’t argue with it. The feelings of awe and overwhelming yearning ran through me. Russell drew me in.

I had to fully acknowledge what she had sent and respond to it. I opened the text message and ignored the way the bright screen burned the back of my eyes. Jennifer’s message read: ‘I wanted to be the one to tell you before you heard it from Mom or Dad. Devon proposed and the wedding is in three months. It’s going to be a small wedding. You don’t need to be here for it. That’s all!’ Then another message popped up as I was viewing the first: ‘Oh, but send a gift please!’ She seriously—the audacity—I couldn’t—fuck this. I typed back boldly: ‘thanks for the heads up. Couldn’t find time to go anyway. Congrats.’

The headlines came faster than the sunrise. By the time I woke the next morning, New York was already buzzing with my humiliation. “Ex-Wife Returns: Ethan Langston and Aria Brooks Reignite Romance at Gala!” “The Love Triangle of the Year: Billionaire Rivalry Takes Center Stage.” “Julian Huxley Humiliated as Wife Declares Allegiance to Her First Love.” Each headline was paired with glossy photographs — me on Ethan’s arm, his hand on my waist, his smile sharp enough to slice through marble. Me looking caught, cornered, silent. Julian in the background, his fury written all over his face.

A content moan escaped her lips. “I wish I could just let go.” She said, “I want you inside me.” Colton smirked. Of course, she did. He knew how to bend this woman to his will. He always did. “I want to bury myself inside you too, baby.” He cooed, “Let’s go home, let me take care of you.” “Tempting.” April sighed. She wanted to let go and let her man take care of her but she also needed to find a solution to the problems that confronted her.

Victoria Morgan couldn't stop herself from replaying the video that Nelson had sent to her earlier that day. Despite her best efforts to resist, she found herself drawn to the forbidden pleasure it evoked—a pleasure that even her husband failed to provide. As she watched the video for the umpteenth time, she couldn't help but envy Mildred. She envied the intensity of Mildred's passion, the reckless abandon with which she gave herself over to desire. And as she watched, a voice inside her whispered, "Why not you?"