My Husband Is Womanizer Novels & Stories

Eli Jefferson decides to go to the shopping mall to buy a present for his son, Zachary Foley, who is about to celebrate his first birthday. Alas, once again, he runs into Jason Snider, who causes a scene, calling him a homewrecker and beating him up. To keep Zachary out of harm's way, Eli is forced to endure the beating without fighting back. Jason pummels him until he's covered in bruises and almost breaks a few of his bones. In the end, Eli has no choice but to call the police. Both men are taken to the police station—and both claim to be the husband of Christina Foley. The police officer calls Christina to verify their claims. When Jason hears that Christina will be coming down to the

"He says I am boring and that no man would ever want me." The stranger leaned in, with his cologne wrapping around my senses. "Your husband sounds like a fool who does not know the value of what he owns." "He brought another woman home," I whispered, with hot tears swelling in my eyes again. "He told me we have an open marriage now because I am too weak to do anything about it." I saw a flicker in his eyes but I was too drunk to tell what it meant.

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

“No touching. No pulling me close. Nothing. I lie there in that huge bed alone feeling like a stranger in my own marriage.” Koko’s eyebrows rose. “Macho? The same Macho who swept you off your feet with private jets and tiny diamond bracelets? The Macho who gave you a deep french kiss and was groping your ass in front of his parents because he couldn't keep his hands off you. That Macho is suddenly celibate?” I laughed bitterly. “I know how it sounds, Koko. But it's exactly what it is. My husband is thirty-six, ridiculously successful, controls half the tech investments on the West Coast.”

“ Having me join you to have a threesome with our maid is our little secret? Definitely this isn't your first time, no wonder you took my complaint about how she saw us in the afternoon with levity hands. Am sorry I can't do this with you” “Then you must be ready for the consequences” he said and continued fucking Caroline as she moaned in return. Caroline on the other hands didn't care about my new discovery, all she ever was interested in was how she was been fucked hard by my husband, she keeps giving it to him back to back while I stood there watching for some time before I left for my room. Is this really happening to me? I asked myself, but it is really happening. I didn't cry, took my

"I'm sorry to break it to you, but your husband is gay. Did you see how he was holding that Viking? My knees were shaking just watching them. Oh, what I wouldn't give to be sandwiched between two men like that." Elizabeth pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes. "My husband is not gay. He's just very well-groomed and loves getting dressed up more than most women. That doesn't make him gay. Your gaydar is broken," she complained. She knew perfectly well what a womanizer that bastard was.

"Well... I assured you that my husband is not that type of person, we may have an imperfect relationship but it does not necessarily mean that he can do things like that!" "I am not saying that your husband is a cheater... and at the same time, I won't say that he is a loyal either. However, guys have something in common: we cannot fight the urgent to fuck when our eyes see a beautiful woman so you should open your mind for any possibilities!"

Chapter 2 Two weeks ago The past two weeks have been the happiest days of my life. Waking up each day to behold my handsome husband sleeping next to me on the bed while having his arm around my waist has been the best feeling so far. If only every woman out there is lucky to have a replica of Alex as their husband, then no one would suffer the pain some women do suffer in marriage. Alex is perfect for me, and the best man in the world.

I know that this is not my story to tell, and I also understand her fears; however, I also want to encourage her that not all people are like her parents. I may not know Travor that much, and in the eyes of others, he was nothing but a womanizer, but my husband told me that Travor wasn’t that kind of person. He may have dated many people, but he didn’t do anything to them and even broke up with them politely, to the point that none of his ex-girlfriends had any trouble with him.

“This is the reason I’m telling you to make your marriage work out, Diana he’s your husband, your man.” “Don’t you get it, Harmony, I’ve lost even before starting you said he’s my man and husband, which husband had sex with his wife on their wedding night and gave her pills the next morning, telling her it was a mistake, and he wouldn’t have touched me if he wasn’t drugged and since then, he hasn’t touched me.