Mature Cheating Wife Novels & Stories

No matter how much I tried to bury my head in the sand, I knew that this was clear evidence she was cheating on me. Everything made sense now. Winona did not want me to work at Pinnacle Hotel because she was afraid I would run into her and her lover. She had apologized to me with a kiss to dispel my doubts. As for refusing to do it with me, she wanted to keep herself pure for her man. We had been together for five years. She once won me over by donating a kidney to me. Now, she cheated on me, turning me into an absolute joke of a man.

"You made it clear that your feelings for me were fading. You said it yourself that the spark was gone, and you were bored with our relationship. Now you’re crying as if you’re actually hurt? I should have just married your mother, because with her, I found the happiness I was supposed to feel in a marriage." "That doesn't give you the right to cheat on me with my mother! You went after my own mother, and she actually took the bait! Don't you both feel disgusted by what you did? I'm your wife, and you f*cked my mother while I was away, while I was on a company trip, working hard!"

An adulterous husband refusing to divorce so he could keep enjoying the perks of marriage while seeing his mistress on the side. I had to admit, my dear children had gone to extraordinary lengths to frame me. The moment this supposed ironclad evidence was presented, the crowd exploded with chatter. "My God, he looks so honest too. Who would've thought he'd be this shameless!" "Exactly! His wife treats him so well, and his children are so devoted. But he still goes out and cheats. What an ungrateful bastard!" "At his age, carrying on like that. Disgusting!" Insults and scorn rained down on me.

My stomach sank like lead, but I nodded slowly, my guard going up, wanting to punish her for entertaining the idea of fucking him. “Yes, Pearl. I have a past. Just like you, fucking whore," I roared, making her gasp and jump, fear laced with heartbreak lighting up her eyes. Then my voice sharpened with hurt, unable to acknowledge her pain as I drowned in mine. “I haven't been fucking other people though, unlike my cheating wife, because I'm married. You want to fuck my son? Where is Lena, Pearl? Grab her for daddy so we can start the party."

She looks like an old, old dragon who's about to breathe out fire and make roasted. "Are you cheating on my son?" I shot an eyebrow up. "You eavesdropped on my conversation with someone. That's what cheating is, mother-in-law." "Don't call me that!" She screamed, angrily pointing a finger at me. "Who was that, huh? The people believe that you're married to my son. Why are you having an affair, huh? Can't your itchy pussy wait until your agreement with my son is over? Do you really have to put his name on the long list of shameless douchebags in this world?"

As he banged her, rocking her back and forth across the table, mashing her tits against the hard surface with each thrust, she said, "Don't cum inside of me. I don't think I'll have time to clean up before my husbands gets home. Let me take it in my mouth." "Bullshit!" the plumber said as he continued to fuck her hard. "I'm gonna fill your hot cheating cunt with my cum, and you can just deal with it! Maybe it's time hubby finds out that he has a slut-wife who shows off her naked cunt to strangers, and gives them blow-jobs before taking their cocks up her cunt!"

"Don't be rude, son. She's your wife, and you will speak to her with respect." "Oh she didn't tell you?" Sebastian laughed as he looked at his mother, shaking her head. He looked at me and said, "She didn't tell you of her cheating acts and how she's currently carrying a child that isn't mine?" The room went silent, and I felt Mary's hand slowly loosened on my shoulder. "Son, this is not the place to discuss such matters. That can't be true. Elle would never do that." "Well, that's not the case, mother. She was cheating on me for a while. I can't live with someone who's constantly lying to me and not being honest. I can't deal with the thought that she had sex with another man."

he replied, "I'd love to have sex with you, but if I did, I'd be cheating on my wife." "She just had sex with two other men and you just had sex with another woman. How is having sex with me cheating on her?" "A slave had sex with two men, my wife did not. I didn't have sex with another woman, I had sex with a slave. When this experiment is over, my wife can't have sex with other men. I can't have sex with other women. I actually appreciate fidelity in my spouse and myself. Because she can have sex with other men as a slave, I can have sex with other slaves as a Master. It doesn't give me carte blanch to fuck anyone I want any time I want. If I do, I'm cheating on my spouse."

“It was only a matter of time before Katreya found out. Secrets can’t stay hidden forever.” “A lot of guys cheat,” I said, as a ridiculous attempt at playing it down. “I’m an adulterer. I committed to my wife in holy matrimony, and that deserves the honor I promised her.” “So, you cheated on her? Just like that? Because your daughter had a hot friend? And then what? You became addicted to it?”

He was doing things with other woman, doing things we had never done together, but mostly because I was too uptight to try the raunchy stuff he always suggested, I was far too innocent to do all that. I shut it off, clicking on the next video and it was Marty again fucking another in a hotel room – I shut the laptop off instantly in anger. I didn't think I could go over the almost 400 videos of my husband having sex with other woman – four hundred different woman – who was this man? Who the bloody hell did I get married to? “Bastard” I yelled angrily “Lying cheating scumbag of a man” How the hell did my day end up like this? I quit my job and then I find out my husband has a sex problem.