Freeuse Wife Novels & Stories

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I’m just your wife…" Sophia’s POV: Yes, I’m only a wife on paper. Legally bound, but not in the way we live our lives. Seven years have passed… and nothing has changed between us. Except that I no longer need to work to fund my studies or feed my family. I live in a beautiful home and no longer fear my father, who does nothing but drink and hurt people.

She sighed deeply as she grabbed her phone and log on to W******p and decided to chat the woman who had been the reason why her husband had totally ignore her. Hey !!? She typed Hello, do you still want to show yourself today?” Black beauty replied. Sadiqah: I know you are shameless... Stop chatting with my husband. Black beauty: Your husband you said? I thought he has more than a wife ... Or was that not how you took over his time before marriage? So let me have my time too... or are you scared he will abandon you just like he did to his first wife when you were not yet married to him?

"But a house wife that would wash your underwear and cook for you and even—" "I don't expect that from my wife. What I expect is for my wife to be free—not to flirt around and have sex with anyone—to be free to do the things she wants. You don't need to be responsible to iron my clothes or wash my underwear. I can hire someone for that" "I think you are stupid." She pulled her hand and took the frozen raspberry and started eating it. Just when she's about to say another word, they both get interrupted with screaming outside. It wasn't an emergency scream but that of two people pleasuring each other. Tony got angry so he pulled her phone and contacted someone.

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

How dare they expose us like that, huh? Beautiful wife, my foot! Model goddess, my puke! Happily married, my disgusting shit! I aboveboard don’t care whether they are blithely married or mirthfully divorced, or better yet, miserably nonbearing with each other in that shit of marriage! I give no freaking fuck!

Our marriage was going from a WWE match to a lame video game. My husband was a workaholic earlier now he basically lived in the office. The days we meet face to face is very rare. I was burning in an inferno I haven't sinned but yet I was suffering maybe loving Dane Wellington was my sin and I ought to be punished for that sin. Fathima had unwavering faith in our marriage even when we didn't have any. She filled me in on Dane's where abouts. According to her a wife should know what her husband was upto. Though I didn't hear my sister's name in his schedule so Fathima is definitely missing my husband's complete time table for his to do list.

Seeing that Alex did not reply, Jane's smile became increasingly miserable. "You were the one who set up the rules, Alex, and I've followed them throughout the years. You know that I call you ‘Hubby’ when we are intimate, and you also know how much I love you, but still, you tossed me out without warning, didn't you? There's a saying that a day as husband and wife forms a bond that lasts forever. We have been a married couple without the titles for seven years, and I've always seen you as my husband, and your family as mine. But what about you? Have you seen me as your wife, even for a moment? If you had viewed me as a wife even for a split moment before, you wouldn't have remained silent an

“Business? I must get out of your way. Have you forgotten the fact that you are my wife?” "Wife? Hahaha, since when am I your wife?" "Since you are still using Grayston as your last name." Slap! "Not by choice you idiot!"

“I’m not your sweet little wife anymore. I’m a slut for black cock.” Kellan gripped her hips and drove into her, his cock disappearing inside her over and over. Marina threw her head back and screamed, bouncing faster, her pussy swallowing him whole. And I sat there, my face only inches away, forced to watch my wife give herself to them completely.