Husband Lover Novels & Stories

She had fallen for him at first sight. At the urging of his grandfather, Mr. Howard Morgan, they went to the city hall and got married that same day. On their wedding night, he tossed her an agreement. "I have someone I love. I'm only marrying you because my grandfather pushed me into it. Take a look at this agreement, and if you're okay with it, sign it. We won't announce our marriage publicly. After three years, we'll divorce. I can't give you anything except money." He kept his word. For three years, he gave her his credit card to use freely, but never gave her an ounce of affection. Even when they had sex, his face remained cold.

James encourges his wife to take lovers. This is a true story as related to me by one of my readers. He commissioned me to do the story and agreed that I could post it (with his wife's permission). It is the story of how he encouraged his wife of ten years to take lovers. He felt that he was incapable of satisfying her completely and worried that she would find other lovers. I have changed the names and situation to protect their identities, but much of it is true, according to him, and I have no reason to doubt his story. He wanted me to do the story in first person as if he were telling it.

I give relationship advice online, helping the lovesick and heartbroken work through their problems. One night a young man called into my livestream. A wealthy woman had been keeping him for seven years. Now he wanted to go home and get married, but she'd threatened to kill herself if he left. I gave him the standard advice. "You want out? Go to her husband. Tell him the truth. Give everything back." Three days later a property deed arrived, along with dozens of luxury-car keys and more than a hundred designer bags. Then my phone lit up with a transfer notification. Eight hundred and fifty thousand dollars. The note read: "Thanks for the advice. Returning everything to its rightful own

Their moist eyes met in the happiness of their tranquility with a serene smile in the daylight. It was maddening yet the fact that he was standing beside her; husband, a lover, who relishes her like no other, who reveres her like it's his favorite thing of his incomparable affection, and makes love to her like he evokes every depth of love from the deepest corner of his heart for her, each second, continuously, and lovingly made her the luckiest woman in this entire universe. "You're staring, beautiful." "My eyes, my husband, my will."

“I hired the carriage myself. No one saw. He’s living under another name. They think he’s a healer.” “You rented him a house?” she asked, eyes going wide, voice catching. “Here in Mournhowl?” I nodded. “It’s a cottage outside the village. There’s a field and some chickens. He’s not bothering anyone.” She paced back, hands clenched, jaw locked. “You brought your lover into your husband's territory, right under his nose? You’re insane. Absolutely reckless.” “I love him,” I said. “That hasn’t changed.” She stopped pacing. “You’re married.”

Maybe it seems manipulative now, but it’s all I’ve got. "Please, Seb," I whimper, my voice trembling with carefully placed need. He sighs, rubbing his temples. I have him, just a little more. "What about Philip?" His voice turns sharp. "I’m sure your heartthrob won’t be too happy to see you in my arms, rubbing your head on my chest, would he?" This is a trap. He wants to see if I’ll falter. I scoff, tilting my chin up. "I no longer have feelings for that man. Don’t mention his name to me," I say, my voice laced with disgust. "All men are scum—except you, my darling husband."

He said coaxingly as if it was going to work on me. My husband loved me more than anyone in this world ever would. If I couldn't be his, why does this idiot think I will settle down with him? I don't want love or loyalty. The only L words I want in my life are luxury and lots of money. I don't want Hunter for love. Again, it's for another L word, which is Lust. I lust after him. He has a great body with a lot of money and I won't settle down for any less.

“Harper, the first time we met, I fell deeply in love with you. I knew that you were the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Every moment we have spent together since that day, my love for you has grown. My heart, my soul and everything that I am, belongs to you. You are the most amazing and perfect girl I have ever known. You make me happier than I ever thought possible and I feel truly blessed that you have agreed to be wife. So I make these vows to you in the presence of our closest friends and family, so that they may witness the promises I make. I solemnly vow that I will spend every day doing everything I can to be the husband that you deserve; to support, love and cherish

I was loved by many annoying humans named Gerald, who has officially become my husband and will soon be the father of my child. "Is there still a human-like that?" "There is. The proof, this is what I'm experiencing. So much, he loves me, and so do I. Even though I know, I love him because of his perfection. But he loves because of my lack." "Very romantic." Clair David. "Did you have a husband, right?" David "Which lover and parents you choose?" Asked David. "Now that I have a husband. My husband is everything, so I choose a husband over parents."

"You should, you need a man in your life." "Martha, I don't need men who I don't know very well. My husband decided to punish me by sending my porn to you guys but it didn't get to mom and dad and the rest of our extended family he had the contact. My lover didn't tell me of my son's boxing and he also killed him. What new surprises will I get from these men." "I know that your husband went too far in doing that, but he was hurt, maybe you need to be faithful to him from now on, you guys would have nothing to worry about."