My Cute Wife Novels & Stories

I feel a vibration from his chest and catch the words that follows suit before the sleep finally overtakes me. “I never would have thought that my wife will be such a cute, little drunk.”

"Good morning my love" Janet whispered in my ear as i opened my eyes. Janet is my beautiful wife Shes tall, tan with curly hair and a smile that could light up a room. We have been Married for 5 years now and she has been more than i could have ever asked for. She is beautiful, kind and great in bed if i may add, in fact that is one of the things ive always loved about her. She can turn me on with just a touch.

‘She looks like a cute meerkat’ I thought as I chuckled. “What…” she is confused by my sudden chuckle. “I just think you are cute right now.” I replied to her unfinished question. “I didn’t say anything.” She defended herself, before pouting. I continue to observe my dose of cuteness, it was sure amazing how beautiful she gets with just a few actions. Marrying her over Hailee sure is a plus, having a cute wife who sometimes unconsciously speaks her thoughts aloud. Before I could even enjoy the rest of her constant cute actions, we had already arrived home.

He stopped car infront of his Home where his wife must be waiting for him. He entered inside his home and saw his cute wife sitting on dining table with angry face..She has become chubby because of Her PregXaviercy which is making her look even more Cute and Pretty..How come anyone is soo Pretty,Cute,Beautiful and Kind Hearted at the Same Time..She is Beauty with Brains which makes her Precious.. She looked at him with angry face..That's it there his anger vanished seeing his cute wife Priya.. He went towards her but she turned her face..

I don't want to believe as it and I'll never believe it that Mara, the wife I dot on could go and do such dirty things. My wife is an obedient and submissive, she is gentle, she doesn't talk much, whenever I talk she never talks back and she never look at me directly in my eyes, she always bows her head. I came back from jogging, and met my little wife swaying along with the scent that was coming from the bath. I stood at the doorpost admiring the kind luck I had of having such a wife when she looked back at me sharply. "Hubby.....t..the bath is ready" she stuttered.

As a warning look, she answered quickly and helped her sister who was in a coma to leave. "Wife, have you seen enough?" Why did he smell sour vinegar? "Hey, I'm just happy when I get cured for the first time. You've thought about it a lot." Eric said funny. "Wife, let's go home." "Again, Can you not call me wife, okay?" "You're my wife." “Okay, okay, I'm your wife. Hurry back, how many have you hunted already."

I said, nudging him. “Oh yeah?” He shot me a playful glare. “Who? Your ex?” I rolled my eyes and pushed his head back where it belonged.“In front, genius. Unless you want us to die today.” He smirked, took my hand, and started nibbling on my fingers like an overgrown toddler. “Sorry, babe. Won’t happen again. My wife is just adorable when she’s mad,” he winked. Instant heart‑meltdown.Great. Amazing. Wonderful.How am I not supposed to fall harder for this infuriating man?

I could imagine his expression perfectly. “Fine. You want the truth?” I asked, lowering my voice. “Yes,” he said softly. “Well… before I ever met you, I was looking for a wife,” I admitted. “Not a husband. A wife. That was the plan. But then you came along and everything turned upside down. The moment I saw your picture, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. When you barged into my office instead of your sister, something inside me just… shifted. I call you Wife because you’re the one I’ve been waiting for all this time. It’s not about making you sound feminine. It’s about the role you’ve taken in my life. But if it makes you uncomfortable, I’ll stop.”

The elevator doors closed. I was still standing there when they opened again and Adrian stepped back out, moving toward the exit. He was halfway across the floor when his eyes found me. He stopped. Then he changed direction and walked straight toward me. "I don't know who you are," he said, his voice low, "but I am going to say this once. Stay away from my wife. Whatever you think is happening here — parading yourself around a married woman like it is acceptable — you should be ashamed of yourself."

In my third year of being a stay-at-home dad, I come across a post online. "I want to divorce my husband, who stays home and takes care of our child full-time. I want custody, but our kid is completely attached to him. What should I do?" One commenter gives advice. "If your husband has been the primary caregiver the whole time, the court will probably award him custody to keep the child's living situation stable. "But since he's a stay-at-home parent, cut off his allowance and put pressure on him. If he won't compromise, take an overseas assignment for a couple of years. Don't contact him. Don't send him money. "Those early childhood caretaking years are the hardest anyway. You'll be av