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Husband comes home to a hot little wife. Enjoy.. ***** Although I take a little license with my stories, they are all based on my true wife. She has slowly become a little promiscuous over time. It of course began with a fantasy that we shared during our own sex and developed from there. At first she was afraid to do anything outside of our marriage for real and planned to keep it a fantasy. With the ideas built up in her head, she eventually felt like she had permission to try it. Her first several times were more like cheating than anything else. With me out of town and her exceptionally horny she eventually gave in to someone she knew. Afterwards she wasn't comfortable with the reality, s

"So when will you consider being truly a family with Mr. Chester?" I cleared my throat, feeling a subtle blush on my ears. Jessica, not sure who she was now relying on, managed to give birth to the child safely. After she recovered from giving birth, the first thing she did was to expose me to the media. My new company was doing well and had gained some local fame, so the news of me "abandoning my wife and child to become a husband who took his wife’s last name" quickly trended. Jessica, holding the child, cried in front of the camera, saying that I brought a strange woman home on the wedding day and left for over a year.

CHAPTER 1: MAKING HIS MISTRESS MY WHORE Let me tell you how I became the woman who fucked both my husband and his mistress in the same night. Spoiler: I made them both beg. And not the cute, whiny little begs. I’m talking gut-deep, snot-and-tears, soul-selling begs. The kind where they’d lick the sweat from my ass to get another taste of my pussy. This isn’t a story about a broken heart. It’s about a fucking awakening. His cheating was the invitation I needed to explore... well, my true fantasies. Not the vanilla bullshit he’d so often subjected our marriage to.

"Separate bedroom. Separate schedule. You will manage the household duties. You will attend events when required. You will exist in this house as a ghost." "And if I break any of these terms?" I asked quietly. "Then I destroy you," Miguel said simply. "Completely and utterly. Do you understand?" I nodded. "One year, Mara," he said, moving toward the door. "You have one year to survive this. And then you're free. But until then, you belong to me. You belong to this house. You belong to this marriage. And you will do exactly what I tell you to do."

she asked "Yes..age is just a number right?" "Right.." "As far my partner is not maltreating me..I'm okay right?" "Right" "Are you happy about this?" "Sure.." "And you sure we won't have a problem.." "Quit being rude" "I won't.." "Then you guys are fine" "Thanks Bestie"I hugged her "I love you too Vee" .. I had always imagined to have the best love story. Not until Mum and Dad got me married to Barry. I was angry and depressed. I was 17 and I was married to a 26½ grown man.(my brother's best friend) I had never wished my life was like that

And I hated sassy women. I didn't give much thought to her. But I surely would have if I knew this woman was going to turn my life upside down. That this woman would make me so fond of her that I would even throw my control over myself out of the window. If only I knew before! I would have never offered her to be my wife! If only! It was a dangerous feeling not being in control of your emotions. Not being able to predict your life. She was one dangerous woman. A wolf in a sheep's clothing. One who came into my life through a stupid contract to make me pay for my sins. And she did!

Jacinta Walter POV "Hi, babe. I'm ho...me..." My voice trailed off when I walked inside my room and found two naked people on my bed, having sex and moaning like their lives depended on. I had to go back outside to check to be sure I didn't enter the wrong room, but when I saw that it was my room, I walked back inside. My jaw dropped to the ground and my body trembled as I watched my boyfriend and soon-to-be husband, banging another woman right on our bed. The room I rented with my money.

Now, with the help of an aphrodisiac, she can finally unleash her deepest, most secret desires. Iris wants to be not only a decent wife to Vince but also a little slut in his bed. For this reason. She has remained a v.irgin, not even holding hands with another man. In the beginning, her belief was to keep her v.irgin and innocent to Vince, but since she accidentally saw p.ornographic videos on the Internet last year, she began to have indescribable sexual fantasies about Vince. It was such a pleasure to be Vince's wife that she longed for his thick d.ick to enter her body every night, that her walls would clench around him, and that she would climax with a moan.

Celeste replied, "That's because your wife has paid up on your behalf. If you want to have your way today, it would cost you 3000 dollars." I stood rooted to the spot, stunned by what I heard. My wife actually paid an escort to keep me happy? It made no sense to me. I thought I'd misheard Celeste. But when I laid my hands on her again, she pushed my hands away once more. "Pay up. Otherwise, don't touch me." What was Bella thinking? I had to get to the bottom of this. So, I asked Celeste, "Why did my wife get you to be with me? Did she say anything to you?"