Revenge Cheating Husband Novels & Stories

I didn’t owe him an answer. I got dressed and glanced down at his underwear on the floor. God, just yesterday that tiny little thing wrapping him up… wow. My mind immediately cooked up a crazy idea. “Hey… what brand are these?” I asked, picking them up. He smirked. “Oh? You still care? Planning to buy a pair for your husband?” “Bingo,” I winked. “You’re serious?” His pupils went wide. Absolutely serious. Revenge time. My husband used to shower me with expensive bags after he cheated—gifts for his guilt. I could basically count his affairs by the bags in my closet. Pathetic, right? I know. I was pathetic.

She growled and attempted to slap me but I grabbed my pouch and pointed it at her. She took a step back, shock and disgust in her eyes as she constantly glanced at my face and my pouch. "Try to hurt me and I'll slam your thick face on the sink. Try, Thalia." "You'll regret coming back, Paige!" "You'll regret stealing my husband, Thalia. Because once a cheater, always a cheater." I walked past her but she grabbed my arm and spoke. "He will never cheat on me!" I pushed her hands away and laughed without humor. "Did you even ask your husband why he didn't let you live in his house?"

He cheated instead with Ellen's own little sister of all people. Ellen wants revenge. Plain and simple. It was during this break from their marriage that she would seek her revenge. She knew an indiscretion of this magnitude probably called for an outright divorce but other than his ill-advised affair John was a somewhat decent husband and an excellent provider. Besides, she did have to assume a degree of responsibility for his affair as she did little in the bedroom herself to spice up their boring sex life. She had put on a few extra pounds, stopped wearing makeup most of the time, stopped doing her hair, and said little when their lovemaking fell off to the "once in a blue moon" category.

“I am saying that I want to take revenge against my cheating boyfriend. And I want your wife to feel the same pain I have now.” “Ah, I think—” I move closer to him and press my lips to him. He’s taller than me, so I need to tiptoe to reach him. He didn’t move and didn’t respond as well. I pull back from him. “I’ve told you already! Your wife is cheating on you! Why are you not getting angry?!” “As angry as you are with your boyfriend?” “Ex,” I correct. “But yes!” “And so, you want to have sex with the husband of the cheating wife?”

There were photos of her wife cheating and files showing the details of the staged car accident. He probably never imagined his gentle wife would do something like this. I never imagined it either. But didn't it happen anyway? "Damn it! That woman! How could she do this!" Cael cursed at the documents. His face flushed red despite the pallor left by the car accident. "Damn it! I treated her so well! I can't believe she would do something like this!" I understood his fury, so I didn't stop him. Only when he was gasping for breath did I speak. "Calm down. I'm here because I want revenge, too."

“I’m so fucking sorry. I fucked up badly. I’ve been cheating with my secretary for months. It was stupid, selfish, and the biggest mistake of my life. You’re the only woman I’ve ever truly loved. Please… forgive me. Let me make this right.” I stood there frozen, still feeling another man’s cum leaking into my panties. The twisted satisfaction I felt was almost sickening. Here was my husband, the man who had betrayed me, begging on his knees while I carried the evidence of my revenge inside me. “Show me how sorry you are,” I said coldly, my voice surprisingly steady. Richard didn’t hesitate. He crawled forward, pushed my dress up around my waist, and buried his face between my legs like a des

Jaime stuttered awkwardly, “You can’t compare these things! After all, a cheating husband and a cheating wife are two different things…” “How is it different?” Sophie retorted with a bit of annoyance, “Why is there a gender difference in extramarital cheating? Oh, so based on what you’ve said, a cheating husband can be forgiven but not a cheating wife? Jaime Schulz! I’ve known you for so many years, but this is the first time I’ve found you so morally incorrect!” “I’m telling you! If you make such a mistake in the future, even if your wife forgives you, I won’t forgive you, ever! I will immediately disown you! Scum!”

The Twins stare at me for a long moment—as if they couldn't hear me at first—but then when the words settled in their eyes narrowed in disbelief. “What did you say?“ Kieran asked, his voice was deep but barely audible. I swallowed hard, and said the words again —louder and clearer, “My husband is cheating on me with my sister and as a rebel against him, I want you to fuck me.“ Their lips curled into a devilish smirk. “Did you think you can handle us both?“ Kael asked.

Anthony asked while holding his cup of coffee and staring at me. My plan? I stirred the iced tea I was drinking with its straw. "Revenge, I want to see him suffer!" I answered him and then I took a sip of the iced tea I was drinking. I want to see him suffer and experience what I felt when I lost Yumi. Anthony slowly put his coffee cup on the table and looked at me seriously. "Are you sure of what you want to do to take revenge on your husband?" Anthony asked me again, he has asked me this several times but I still have the same answer.

But whatever he was doing was still explanatory as whatever she did with his family was worse than this, but still it was prominent that he had hurt her and that was a heavy burden for him to carry on his heart. The internal struggle for Asher to seek revenge and confronting his emotions was a clear symbol of the complexity he was facing at the moment. His internal confusion and feelings shows how strong and deep their connection was. Apparently, during which Asher went through an emotional roller coaster and had to make the decision of his life, he had to make that choice between how he is feeling about her wife at the moment or to focus on his revenge for whatever she did in the past.