My Husband's Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"Wife. I am Clifford's wife. And you are his?" The woman in close proximity to me opened her eyes in disbelief at what she had just heard. That Clifford and I are wed is a secret to most people. The relationship we have is what they are aware of. He's only my boyfriend, as my fans are aware. They are unaware of my marriage, nevertheless.

“You didn't call me to tell me you're sleeping with my husband, did you?” “Are you not upset? I mean, don't you see he's playing you?” She sounded shocked. “He's not playing me, Maddison; if anyone is being played, then it's you. I'm his wife; you're just a girlfriend. That's what you even called yourself, so you're just like a mistress, you have no right to be calling me at this time.” “I'm calling because I need to speak to you.” “You've really got no shame, spend any little time you have with my husband instead of wasting it on me, that's what mistresses do. Do you even realize that I’m—”

He hesitated for a moment before adding somewhat awkwardly, "Eanes came by several times an hour ago. He said he was your husband and that he wanted to take care of you. "But I knew he was the one who pulled you in front of the knife, so I didn't let him in." For three years, Eanes had gone to great lengths to keep our marriage a secret. Aside from his close circle of so-called friends, no one knew about us. But today, he admitted our relationship in front of Leon. If this had happened in the past, I would have been ecstatic to know that Eanes was worried about me. But now, all I felt was a creeping coldness down my spine.

Ugh, looking at her and then at my own husband and in-laws just makes me mad. "Exactly! And Mr. Fleming treats his girlfriend so well. They're not even married yet, and he just spent over 600 million to buy her family a villa. Seriously, some women just win at life."

Not fear,Not guilt. Annoyance. “Why are you standing there like a ghost?” he snapped, foundling his girlfriend boobs like he were wrinkling a wet cloth. “You should’ve knocked.” I stood frozen, unable to breathe as the scene replayed in my head like a nightmare. He lay on the bed with his girlfriend sitted on him.Their lips exploring each other while his right hand grabbed her butt and his left hand pressed against her right nipple. Ella drifted into deep thought. Three years of marriage,my husband never touched me, everyone thinks I'm living the life of a billionaire's wife but who will understand that the man moaning in bed with his lover is my husband.

“That will be great, you lifting weights and him spotting you,” I was full on riding on my husband’s dick and talking about his brother. “Do you think his girlfriend would mind, I mean, I know I look older but…” He pulled himself up, leaning against the headboard as his fingers tugged on my nipple, the other one still hammering into my ass. “He doesn’t have a girlfriend,” My lips touched his, enjoying the way his breath fanned my face. I felt devious. How far would Kent go before he said this was weird and pulled out of me with a disgusted look on his face? For some reason that didn’t scare me. It thrilled me.

I asked her flatly. "Wife? He never mentioned to me that he has a wife," he answered. "What right do you have to doubt what I said? Where is my husband?" I asked her angrily. "I am Mr. Elijah's girlfriend. He didn't have a wife that was introduced to me,"she answered. "Well, I will introduce myself to you. I am his wife. I am his only wife and we have a child," I introduced myself. It took a few seconds before the woman spoke and simply laughed so I got even more annoyed with her.

She moaned feebly as her eyes followed Charlene. “Is Tina here? Have you heard from her?” Fiona enquired. Sarah's gaze focused on Charlene alone, looking at her admiringly. Fiona scoffed disgustingly when she saw the lust in her eyes and the way she was staring at Charlene was awkward. “Sarah, she's married.” That jolted her out of her imaginary world. She smirked and shook her head vigorously. “Being married doesn't mean I can't make her my girlfriend. I love beautiful things, I love her.”

Do you know what that feels like? I couldn't help but laugh as I stepped forward in my heels. Hearing the sound, Nate turned around. The moment he saw me, his expression darkened. I smiled and snapped my fingers, and the reporters behind me surged forward and instantly surrounded him. "Mr. Jackel, are you admitting to cheating during your marriage?" "Married for three and a half years, cheating for three. You've known Grace for four years. Does that mean you two were already seeing each other before the wedding?"

All I could do was lie there, legs in the air, trying to catch my breath and scream at the same time, while my husband's monster cock split me in half repeatedly. "Dad, come on. That's my girlfriend. Dad, please don't. She loves me. She wants me, not you. Don't you, Pearly?" Jason's frustrated voice sounded over the phone. "Fuck, this is wrong. Dad, stop," he all but begged and I swear he sounded jealous, for the first time in three years. After that, I was done thinking. I laid back and relaxed, fisting the table cloth, while my new husband ploughed in and out of my pussy.