Hot Wife Ugly Husband Novels & Stories

For a moment, she saw a flicker of emotion in his eyes, but it disappeared as quickly as it came. “My husband,” she whispered, staring at Phoenix’s handsome face, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Standing here, in front of you, forgetting my past and everything, I feel so damn lucky. Handsome, rich—a dream guy. Who am I to refuse you as my husband? But you know what? I don’t feel that way right now. Because I will never accept that the man I love is the same man who made me feel this much pain and bitterness.” Her jaw tightened before her hand flew across his face with a resounding slap.

He said with disgust. Jasmine took a step back, "An ugly excuse for a wife? You didn't feel that way when we married." "And I regret it!" "..." "Look, Jasmine, I'm sorry but I can't hide it anymore. Lucy and I are dating. The earlier you accept the better it'll be for all of us." Jasmine couldn't believe her ears. Her husband was dating his stepmom— His thirty-three year old stepmom who was married to his fifty-four year old father!

"Hello, is that third uncle? I'm Emma . Didn't you say that you treated me as your own daughter before? Now I..." Before she could finish her words, a displeased male voice came from the other end of the line, "I used to want to treat you as my own daughter, but how could your husband cheat me? I own 1/3 of the shares of the company of the Gao family. He didn't discuss with me when he tried to do some stock tricks. Now he made me lose hundreds of millions! I don't deserve your daughter!" "No, third uncle. Gaojian is out of his mind. But it has nothing to do with me and Lavie Sue. We don't even have money to eat now. We..."

"Huh worth_less b_bitch." "SHUT UP YOU MOTHERFUCKER! HOW DARE YOU TO_" "Huh. l_look wh_who is t_tal_king." "He is my husband!" "T_the b_bastard son o_f a m_man wh_whore and a s_slut." "At least he is not a rapist who takes advantage of innocent girls!"

She wants to bawl at him because of her frustration, "What are you talking about? Do what?" she asked. A smile forms on her husband's lips while slowly walking closer to her. "Sex! Sex Jewel, Is that how it affects you? Let me ask you this. Since we were married one year ago and we didn't do it. Do you want to try it with me?" without any hesitation, she slapped Thunder's face as she felt like her whole system shaved in exasperation. "What do you think of me? A slut, a bed warmer like those women you always brought? I'm your wife!" I vociferously said.

"I suppose that’s why Liam handles all the heavy lifting himself." A hot, prickling wave of irritation spread through my veins. I hated her. No—that was too strong. I didn't even know her. But I definitely didn't like her, and I really didn't like the comfortable way she was clinging to my husband. I glanced at Liam’s arm again. He hadn't pulled away. Why hadn't he pulled away? My fingers tightened against the leather folder until my knuckles turned white. Liam noticed. Of course he did. A faint, infuriating smirk touched the corner of his lips.

"I have no problem with the concept of a Hot Wife as long as she is taking care of her husband's needs when he has them. I know a lot of women in their thirties and early forties have a higher sex drive than their husbands. I think if the husband is taken care of when he needs or wants his wife, there is nothing wrong with her seeking some relief when he isn't." The sexy thirty-six-year-old hot wife smiled at her new boss and checked him out blatantly and was shocked at what she thought she saw in his pants. Was his cock really running down his pants leg halfway to his knee? She looked up, and he winked, knowing what she'd been doing. She smiled back and said, "I think I'm really going to en

“Smile. You’re drunk in love, remember?” He glanced down at her, eyes hazy but full of something unreadable. “You’re too good at pretending, wife.” “And you’re terrible at knowing when you’re in danger,” she shot back under her breath.

"I'm sure Fabian would be great at cheating. His standards and quality are too high—that's the difference between me and you." "I chose someone to be my husband with high quality and perfect to use, like Fabian Martinez. I just wonder what quality your second-hand husband that you stole has. As far as I know, in his several years in the industry, he hasn't won a single award. A little more and I'll think he's just an extra in his movie projects, or the audience doesn't like him since none of his movies became popular." With that insult, she suddenly grabbed her hair. "How dare you brag! Who are you to say that about Victor! Monster!"

She called out with a soft drawl. "Do you think you can take Hank's meat?" I asked her. She bobbed her head and shut her eyes. In that moment, Hank positioned his cóck at the entrance of her opening as he growled at me, "You like this, don't you? I know you would like your slutty wife to take my cóck in her—" "Just do it already." I snapped at him. He shot me a quick glare and he pushed his cóck head into her ass. My wife met out a yelp, but he pressed in without any care, still glaring at me.