روايات وقصص ضمن My Wife Shares Me

he inquired. “I had to,” I admitted. “Why?” “Because I cannot live without her,” I explained. “And did she love you?” he asked. “Now she does.” “Now that she is your wife?” “She knows everything. She understands what happened. I changed the world, after all, but only we know,” I said. “And now I do as well,” he pointed out. “I think we might have a shared goal.” “Oh?” “You don’t want us here.” “Obviously,” he replied.

He sweet-talked his wife as they walked back to the garden, and I cleaned myself up first. I stayed in the kitchen with a wide smile on my face. Everything turned out great in our lives. Sometimes, it’s actually nice to share something that we both love. None of us lost anything, and our relationship has only grown stronger. Having all this in my life makes me look forward to every day, radiant and full of love.

she teases, her laughter infectious. I playfully narrow my eyes at her, attempting to salvage my pride. "Uh, well, Colin usually fixes it for me." Fiona steps closer, still chuckling, and I can't help but be captivated by the way her laughter fills the room. She expertly untangles the mess I've made, her fingers working with grace. All the while, I find myself staring at her, admiring the effortless beauty that is my wife. It’s been a few days since we got back together and still, every single day, her presence awes me like she’s here for the first time.

“But you didn’t have to.” “Oh, but I insist.” He moved to stand beside me, leaning against the railing with a small, infuriating smile. “So… how’s it feel being married to a gay man?” My breath caught. “What?” “You heard me.” His eyes glittered with amusement as he angled his face closer to mine. “Tell me, have you two ever even shared a bed? Or does he keep his distance?” His voice dropped into a mock whisper. “Did his dick ever stand?”

“We are strongest together. That’s what he’s attacking. Not just our company….us. So we fight as us. Not just business partners. Husband and wife. Mom and Dad. Family.” Bella looked at him and saw the man she fell in love with years back and still the same one she is in love with now, the one who stayed, the one who tried, the one who loved her even when things were hard. Some of the tightness in her chest loosened.

I made fifty thousand a month, yet there I was at the hospital pharmacy counter, red-faced, because my card got declined. I quickly texted my wife. "Hurry up and transfer three hundred to me. I can't cover my preion, and I'm standing here at the register!" … A moment later, she replied with a link to a form. "Don't forget to submit an allowance advance request, honey!" In that instant, I suddenly realized that this was it for us. Then, I put the receipt down, walked out of the hospital, and drove straight to the law firm. "I want a divorce."

“And this time I want you to thank your husband for sharing you.” “Thank you, Jimmy,” I moaned loudly between each hard thrust. My voice broke with pleasure. “Thank you for letting this biker ruin your wife’s holes.” Jimmy was standing nearby now, stroking himself again as he watched his wife get completely destroyed by another man. His eyes were wide with lust and love mixed together. Seeing him like that only made me wetter. Jax’s thrusts became faster and more erratic. His muscles tensed, and his breathing grew rough. “Gonna fill you up again, slut.”

“What trouble? It’s not like she’s capable of anything. Let her be. I think she enjoys being tossed around by the brothers.” “How wicked can my brothers be? Sharing one filthy blind girl. Can’t Kenny find a better woman?” I stood behind the curtain, frozen. How was that possible? Kenny would never do something like that, sharing me, his wife, with another man. “I told you she was stupid. She hasn’t even realized she’s pregnant,” Braine added. Nausea suddenly overwhelmed me. I stumbled back to my bedroom and vomited. Was I really pregnant? Had I shared two brothers?

Anson Lyndhurst was the laughingstock of Saltmere's high society. While other wealthy husbands were busy fending off mistresses and guarding against illegitimate children, he went out of his way to help his wife, Eleanor Vandermeer, keep her young lovers happy. He always carefully picked out gifts for her current lover's birthday, the holidays, and their anniversaries. When her lover fell ill, Anson knew before Eleanor and would arrange for a private doctor to make a house call. When paparazzi photographed her on a date with her lover and the internet took Anson's side by calling the other man a homewrecker, he had their PR team take the posts down and even put in a good word for the man.