Open Marriage Regret Novels & Stories

"You know what... Kimberly got married a year after we got married and right now she has two kids, a caring husband with. A good paying job. Her home is lovely. Unlike me...my husband is a robot and mother-in-law, she's the remote or the operator" "What are you trying to say? "If I hadn't married you, I should have at least a child to boast of. You know what Gavin, sometimes I regret agreeing to this sham called marriage. If I had said I no and stood my ground and say no. It's all my fault for falling in love with you" "So, you regret getting married to me? "Yes. I regret marrying a guy who detets me and doesn't love. He doesn't care about how I am feeling. All he cares about is himself and

Sarah opined. "If we're going to play with fire like this," Master said, "I think rules are even more important. Are we even talking about a marriage anymore if everyone gets to fuck whoever they want. Julia just learned her parents are in an open marriage. Essentially they're together for the purposes of a tax deduction and so they don't have to go through the hassle of a divorce, because they're with anyone else they want to be. This is a limited time deal, because I don't want an open marriage. I'm more traditional than that. I'm indulging a fantasy of my wife for a brief period of time. It has some sexual benefits to us both, which makes it more fair, I guess, but I'm not going to fuck y

Open Marriage Intro- Jean and her husband have successful careers and a rich successful company the only thing they were lacking in their life and marriage is that spark they once had. Taking on a suggestive idea jean and her husband Cedric decides to have permanent third partner, maybe an open marriage will ignite the spark they lost. Jean's P.O.V. "Are you sure you still want this?"Her husband asks .. "What did you think about that last one? ” Cedric commented prompting his wife to face palm herself.

I feel my eyes staring at him in shock, so she wants an open relationship essentially? "I am going to lose her, she said she thought she was happy, but over the past months, she has been regretting it more and more. Not the marriage, or the kids or us, but the whole restricting herself. I can't refuse though, I can't tell her no." I move so I am facing him.

I said calmly. "We don't have to do what? I don't make love to my wife because she hates when we do. Everyone thinks we are the perfect couple but we both know we are far from that," he yelled with so much rage in his eyes. "Do you prefer we have an open marriage instead since you can't fulfill your duty to me as my wife?" He blurted out and my heart skipped a beat. "An open marriage would ruin our reputation, Karl, that isn't an option," I said calmly.

I need to pour this poison out. “When we got into that ‘open marriage,’” I continued, the words bitter in my mouth, “you made it sound like freedom. For you. You said it was modern. Progressive. You just wanted to ‘explore.’ I was naive. I thought it would just be you… messing around. Sleeping with other women. I thought I could handle that. I thought it was just your dick needing variety.” I took a step closer to the bed. My hands clenched at my sides.

“You better keep your word, else you would regret your life if you ever break from your duty to the family.” “I won’t neglect my duty to the family.” A few minutes later, I was sitting on the floor in the bathroom with the shower running. The running shower easily wiped off the tears falling from my eyes. I’m already a disgrace and there is no one to blame but myself. Why do I have to agree to open marriage from the beginning? I keep telling myself never to have anything to do with Kay but at the end I always end up in his bed having mind blowing sex. Was I that starved that I have no sense of when to stop anymore?

I asked, pushing the blanket off me. “You heard me, Elara. I have thought about it a lot and I've decided that I now want an open marriage.” He said like he was making an announcement and I stared at him in confusion. “We've been married for just six months, Rowan. I… I've given you everything I've ever had. I've done nothing but love you and be a good wife to you. Why would you suddenly want an open marriage? Does it even make sense? We're mates. What kind of mate wants a fucking open marriage? You know what cheating does to your partner’s wolf.” I asked in despair, and he simply leaned against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.

"It's not that I never wanted to be married again. It's just that no one ever moved me to the point of marriage. Besides, I wondered why I got married the first time, when I had everything a man could want. Oh yeah, now I remember. My dad cut off my money supply. So I had to get married, and my first wife was so sweet." "Why did you divorce if she was so sweet. What's your story?" Rome looks at her as she traces her finger gently around the rim of her cup. "I was missing something in that marriage, and I asked for an open marriage, and I got in trouble and messed up big time." "What? Come on...Now you know, I know that's not true. Tell me what happened." Rome leaned one elbow on the table wi

In our eighth year, he said that we should wait until he received an invitation to Paris Fashion Week. It had been ten years, and he had finally won the Paris Fashion Award. However, he was marrying someone else. “Don’t bother with the divorce,” I said as I pulled my hand free. “I’d hate for Stella’s mother to see you two separate. It might make her condition worse. I can’t take responsibility for that.” Alexander froze for a moment before he breathed a sigh of relief. “Finally, you understand. Once this blows over, we can—” “There will be no ‘we.’” I cut him off. “Ten years, Alexander. Now, I finally see it clearly.”