Hot Wife Cheating Stories Novels & Stories

We exchanged a nod before stepping into the hotel before us. The system said, "Judges, a cheating bastard is now in Room 301. He has a heavily pregnant wife running a barbecue restaurant at home, but he's now spending all her hard-earned money on another woman in this hotel." I inhaled sharply. This man had gone overboard! After receiving all sorts of information from the system, my colleagues and I started getting to work as usual. Half an hour later, the man's wife arrived at the scene and caught him red-handed. A whole team of media personnel was right behind her with their cameras all recording the cheating couple.

“That heartless bitch dated my cousin for five years and kept pushing back their marriage plans with the claims of not being ready which was fine. But who knew that she had the guts to suddenly vanish and be found already married to a rich lawyer three months later.” The three women exchanged glances. They were quite astonished with the kind of story that filled their ears. “Are you joking or what?” Rosie asked as two lines appeared on her face. A vein throbbed on Venita’s jaw as she asked. “Do I look like I would make up stories about some loose moron?” When no response came, she continued with her story.

The same woman who is her husbands Ferris ex wife. "Whore! Bitch!" Hazel looked at Natasha who cursed. "Huh?" All the girls gave her a questioning look. "That woman beside your husband Hazel, I am cursing that whore!" Anna clarified. "What do you mean?" She asked curious. "If you are thinking they were in some sort of relationship than no, they were not. I won't deny the fact that your husband was in love with his ex wife but....this girl is a professional whore. She cheated on Asher with his best friend Nate." Anna told her the truth. All the ladies gasped except Hazel.

I said coldly before walking away from him. “If I wanted that, I wouldn’t be here,” his words halted me in my steps. He had the nerve to show me his fake love. I turned my face back to him and crossed my arms. “My mate leaves me alone when my sister dies. I saw my mate marrying someone else, I understood his circumstances. Yet my mate leaves me alone again in my first heat and cheats on me while I can’t even call that cheating on me because technically, she is his wife so mating with him makes me a whore but having sex with his wife is nothing wrong though he has a mate. If I would have heard about this from someone else, I would have never believed them but I saw you with her. All your I wa

Moments later, the sweet scent of tea lingered in the interrogation room. Holding the cup with her lean fingers, she didn’t drink it. Wearing a nonchalant expression, she told her tale leisurely. “I hate my husband! He was cheating on me with Gianna before we were married. They were lovers back then, but he failed to bring it up when he pursued me. “Of course, Gianna wasn’t the only one. He has a ton of them back in our country. “We were still married when he consistently slept with his many different lovers. At first, I couldn’t take it because I used to love him!

It's not like that's stopped me before. Fuck. Why is it always the rich dudes with the hottest chicks? He could look like a total dweeb and still have a hot fuck in his bed every single night. All he has to do is flash his platinum card and wiggle a suggestive eyebrow, whereas everyday working men like myself have to be a bit more creative. I really hate how lately the best I can do is hooking up with his leftovers. Even my own damn wife. I can't prove they've even done anything, which is another thing. We'd already be divorced if I could have just proven that she was a whore. But she and McKaine, whatever they've been up to, have been too damn careful. Everyone else might think I'm crazy, o

The naughty trophy wife moaned as she took us both. Her hot asshole massaged my dick. The heat soaked down to my nuts. They drank in the heat. I loved the massaging grip. It was a wonderful treat as I fucked into her bowels. I buried into her again and again. I pounded her hard and fast. "Yes!" the cheating whore moaned. "Oh, my god, bugger me! Ram that big dick into me. Yes, yes, that's it! Oh, stud, that's it! That's fucking it!"

She said, "How many marriages have you broken? How many men have you stolen money from?" "From what we know, four. Before William, she was involved with Henry Carson, the owner of Halliport Pawnshop. He died last year at age eighty," Adrian revealed. "Next was William, and while having a relationship with your husband, she had a fling with Greg Houston, a forty-year-old man. The latest one was Brian." "Only Brian was stupid enough to marry her," Adrian said. Again, he raised his hand, and Max explained Claire's involvement with two other men.

"Graham, babe, that old hag doesn't know the first thing about real research. Just get the drugs from her and I'll give you a big fat baby boy." Every last message was published in high definition, uncensored, for the world to see. Public opinion didn't just shift. It detonated. The same people who'd been weeping for her now felt like they'd been played for fools, and their fury went through the roof. "What the hell kind of scholarship student is this? She's a modern-day snake biting the hand that fed her!" "Spending his wife's money, sleeping with his wife's husband, and then trying to take his wife's life -- she deserves everything she gets!"

“Who would have thought that the CEO is really in love with his wife . If I knew that you loved her then I wouldn’t have let Leah hit her because I hate doing this with you. But come on daninen, we both know that you don’t love her, you aren’t capable of love and I wonder how Raina was able to get in bed with you and even let you put your disgusting semen on her. While I’m so sure that she didn’t save that I think that I’m in a better position to tell you that she was pregnant. You cannot imagine the horrible look on her face when she was shot. I hate that bitch so much and I know that you do too. There are about a million girls on this planet and thousands in New York that would die to be y