Seducing My Wife Novel Novels & Stories

He walk away from me like I wasn't his wife. However, he is right. We might be married but he would never love me. For him, what we did was just a ordinary s*x and not making love at all. For him, I wasn't special at all. But for him, I am willing to risk it all. Matthew won't never love me. He can't show me to the world and proudly says that I'm his wife. Cause I am Tyra Louise Skyler-Grey, the billionaire's secret wife.

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

I repeat firmly, hoping my instincts are muttering quite wrongly. They were not. “She is my secretary and understands what I go through, trying to make enough for both us every single day, even better than you whose title is just wife.” Just wife?! “Daniel, you asked me to seduce your opponent and I did my best at it, its not my fault he still won it, it’s probably because he is more competent than you, and do you know something? He knew you sent me from when he saw me at the bar. I am not incompetent, I am a wife not an escort and even before that, I am fucking woman. And do you know what my woman instincts are telling me right now? That you and secretary here,” not Cecelia, “are fucking.”

A deep, throaty groan vibrated from her throat into mine as I wrapped an arm around her waist and crushed her body against my hardening cock. We ground against each other, a desperate, wild clash that fogged the glass walls of my office. If my icy wife wouldn’t give me what I needed, I would take it from someone who would. This was my domain. My rules. I broke the kiss, my breathing as ragged as hers. “Get on your fucking knees. Show me what that talented tongue can do.” A wicked smirk twisted her lips. “You don’t get to this level without being an expert in a few things, Richard.”

To kill the guilt, I seduced my husband, who considered me the perfect wife, since he had sex every day and in various ways. As much as I wanted to get away, even more I was close to X. Things are never as we want, and I’m the living proof. Each day, I felt more involved in that plot that I caused: I loved my husband, but I am hopelessly in love with Mr. X.

Yet, I desired her hands to explore other areas. I shut my eyes, relishing the moment. Sensations flooded over me as her soft lips trailed along my neck, leaving a trail of delicate kisses that climbed towards my chin. I groaned, my eyes still sealed shut. My hold on her tightened, nearly bruising her skin in the grip of my desire. Her hand ventured southward, moving towards my pants, her fingers teasing the buckle of my belt. Fuck! When did my sweet, innocent wife transform into a seductress? My hand instinctively reached out to hold her hand that was eager to slip inside my pants, and I pulled her hand out.

“You hid a book and lingerie from me.” “Did I mention any of that? Did I say what position was my favorite, or how sometimes I misbehave, so you’ll spank me? Or did I say, yes, Max and I make love?” I asked. “I told him you could fulfill your role as my husband.” “You won’t tell me your favorite position, you never tell me anything when it comes to sex, but you tell someone else, someone that has betrayed me, how I feel inside you. If I didn’t stop you, who knows how much you would’ve said.”

Because when she looked meek and innocent, I was tempted to believe her. When Sully walked, I noticed she walked with a certain sway. Noble women did not walk like that. But Sully walked like she owned the place, like she knew she had the power to make men go crazy for her. It was a small suspicion. However, I still looked into the matter. I was shocked when I found out what my wife used to do. She never lay with any of those men, but she danced for them. She was a feast for their lustful eyes.

“It seems fraudsters approached my wife the moment I stepped away for a quick dive.” The woman's eyes lit up when she saw Lucas. “Don't be blinded by your wife, Mister. She was seducing my husband! If you punish her by divorcing her, I'll let her go and won't take her to court. You don't need such a promiscuous woman anyway.” The air around us turned cold. “THE FUCK DID YOU SAY?”

Her wet, sopping pussy glints and blinks at me, calling to my urges like a seductive siren. My lips curve in a smirk when I notice her knowing look. “If you’re trying to seduce me on purpose, baby girl. It’s working.” She frowns at me but it’s too late because I’d already seen the smile in her eyes. “I’m not trying to seduce you. I’d never do that.” My chest rumbles with an unexpected chuckle. She’s picking her fingers again. My wife is so cute when she thinks she can lie to me. “I want to eat out that delicious cunt so I’ll handcuff you to the bed now. Call out the safe word if you’re not comfortable with anything, okay?”