Nerdy Wife Novels & Stories

This holiday shit sucks my ass, I need to get shit done and people are stuffing their faces with turkey and fuck all, I'm not that big on waiting to get shit going. Mom and nonna dragged my wife off somewhere, probably initiating her into the rituals of how to keep the Avery men on lock for life. Whatever, she's mine now, every last beautiful inch. This Avery one-woman one man thing is no fucking joke just saying; she owned my ass with one look and look at me now, a member of the witless brigade.

“Who..are you?” “I see you girls are here to check the club men's bodies. Am I right?” The two exchanged looks but didn’t say anything. I took a step closer to them. “You know…I heard the leader of the club Ryker Oscar is married.” Their eyes then widened. “What? How?” A smile left my lips. “I just heard from somewhere. And I heard that his wife is obsessed with him. And she’s held a strong position in the city. In one word, she’s a demon. If she found out you guys are…”

Before I could even speak, Leon smoothly moved toward Nyelle again and wrapped one arm around her waist naturally. The movement nearly made me lose my mind again. “You’ve been bothering me nonstop about bringing a woman,” Leon replied casually. “So I finally listened.” My father’s face immediately brightened. “You two look incredible together,” he admitted warmly. I almost choked on air. For one horrible second, I forgot how to breathe properly. Because the woman standing beside Leon smiling politely at my father… was literally my wife. But my father genuinely didn’t recognize her. My dad suffered memory problems for years now, and honestly, I didn’t help either. Since marrying Nyelle, I bar

I sent her a text to come downstairs, scrolling over the unread message from earlier, with a picture of the sky. Flower Girl: Look outside. Auntie Tia came out to say hello this morning. Auntie Tia like I liked to call her was annoying and was the reason my wife got such an unfortunate name. Aurora was only a little better than Tree and Tinder. I kept ignoring my wife’s daily texts. It was bad enough that I’d spent the last week thinking about the poker night at my ranch. The game was boring, with long, annoying talks from Sandy and Annabelle, who became two of the things I hated most about Boston. My wife, though, was different. No matter how much I tried to deny it, she made me feel someth

Though I did enjoy watching him shirtless in the backyard working hard. One other thing is I love Kira with all my heart I wouldn’t trade my daughter for anything. She’s the light in the darkness. She is all my entire heart, well half my heart belongs to her father, though I’d never admit it. He smiles. “That wasn’t what I meant. A buddy of mine was speaking about his wife, how when we get home from, they plan to start trying for a second baby.” He tells me. I look up at him. “That’s nice…” I say confused.

She was so thrilled that she almost jumped out of her skin. "You really put it under my name? Aren't you scared I'll run off with everything one day? Hee-hee!" This woman really knew how to act. I looked at her with fake affection. "You're my wife. Putting it under your name is the best way to make you feel safe." Phoebe got so excited that she leapt up and planted a loud kiss on my face. She could laugh all she wanted now. I just hoped she wouldn't cry too hard when everything fell apart.

she ends with a shrug. I keep looking at her with an unamused expression because that’s all I feel at the moment, my wife is in a delicate condition right now which makes her vulnerable and emotional. Not like she’s able to control her emotions on a normal day, but these days it’s worse, just yesterday, she called me crying because she saw cute puppies on the internet. The time before that was baby shoes. I don’t want anything upsetting her, and Nikki being here will upset her greatly. She’s a jealous little thing, my wife, I can’t complain, I’m very much worse.

A horny husband gives his nympho wife a one-night free-pass. Enjoy.. ******** I Married a Nympho It all started several months ago. Paula, my wife, had gotten home from work before me, as usual, and had begun preparing a salad to go with the steaks we were having for dinner. When I walked into the kitchen from the garage, she was leaning on the island, propped on one elbow, and was pushing a cucumber up her pussy with her other hand.

Nera matched to the bedroom and banged the door loud enough for Frank to hear. He smiled, knowing very well that another fight had just happened. His plan was going as smoothly as a joy ride at the amusement park. He knew he was going to receive a very rude visit in the morning that he planned to take advantage of. In the other room, Nera walked into the bathroom. She needed a cold shower. Her husband's mental status became questionable. She was definitely married to a crazy old man.

A NERD! Me: We have a contract, okay? We both cannot see other people while we’re married. Annie: And how long do you think that’ll last, mm? College starts in two weeks, Nessa. He’s popular now, which means… the invisible nerd just might not be invisible anymore. I groaned, falling flat on the bed. Me: As long as he keeps his part of the contract, Annie, I don’t care. She flopped beside me as we both stared at the ceiling.