Sexy Cheating Wife Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I read the text of the email, and the world seems to tilt on its axis. “Meet the real Violetta,” the message begins. It goes on to detail a sordid narrative I don't recognize. It claims that my divorce isn't a result of my husband’s betrayal, but my own. It says I have been in a long-term, clandestine relationship with the man in the photo. It claims I moved to this city not for a career, but to continue an affair that began months ago. It paints me as a calculated cheater who fled my home state to hide my infidelity while draining my husband’s assets.

They all date old men and prey on places like this because rich men like to waste their money on dinner and will be tempted once they see them bare their thighs or breasts. "You know, I just finished getting a holiday present from my boyfriend. He told his wife he owed his friend because she held all his money. The poor woman is boring, so she cheats on him almost every day, and you know... his wife always thinks her husband is the most loyal person in the world because she thinks she has his wallet. I'd love to tell Mrs. Winster that she holds her husband's wallet, but I hold his heart. I can get what I want with her husband's heart, who loves me so much." I shudder to hear the conversation

I’ve been married to Grace for years. She’s not just my wife, she’s my best friend. Our marriage is solid, and the sex? Damn, it’s incredible. You’d never guess it, but Grace is wild behind closed doors. She loves my cock, loves to experiment. That’s why I want to share this crazy story about her. This isn’t about a cheating wife.

To let him think I was his wife while he fucked me, and sure this was wrong, I and my shrimp boyfriend made up so I was not only wronging my sister but my boyfriend too. Well, I didn't give one fuck as long as I was getting pounded good again. And it's not the dick that was good that made me want a do-over; no, it was the fact that I was tricking my sister's husband and doing this behind her back; it just… It was dirty and kind of made me so damn horny.

I had hoped that love could overcome ambition. That weekend, Sienna came to Marcus's apartment, and they didn't leave bed for most of the day. It was a marathon of sex and conversation, of exploration and discovery. She showed him exactly how much pressure she liked on her clit while he was inside her. He discovered that if he held her hair tight while she went down on him, she came from that alone, the submission and control mixing into something intoxicating. They talked between sessions, lying tangled together in his sheets. "Tell me about her," Sienna said, her fingers drawing patterns on his chest. "The ex-fiancée."

I repeated quietly. “You cheated on me in your office.” “It was a mistake.” “A mistake?” My voice rose slightly. “I gave you everything I had!” “I know that!” “No,” I snapped angrily. “You clearly don’t.” The apartment suddenly felt painfully tense. Stephen looked frustrated rather than guilty now. And somehow that hurt even more. “I was stressed,” he said defensively. “The company pressure was getting intense.” I stared at him in disbelief. “So your solution was sleeping with your secretary?” “That’s not what I’m saying.”

“Are you sure you want to hear about all that? Gisela would always be disgusted to hear such stories.” “That’s your wife. I would be delighted to indulge your fantasies. Tell me about how you spread those legs and dealt treacherously with the loot of those beautiful women.” “Oh, those loots were so beautiful to cart away with. And they gladly allowed me.” “Start telling me those stories – how it felt to be fucked by all those beautiful women.” “All those women got tired of me always wanting more. But with you, the reverse is the case. You drain me in bed.”

"I don't want to be tagged as a cheater by anyone, Susan. I don't want him to think of me as a cheater." "Will you stop being so harsh on yourself for once Aurora? Do you even know what cheating means? No, I don't think you do, let me tell you what cheating means. Cheating is when a pregnant wife catches her husband fucking his secretary on the office table and that man doesn't give a damn that his wife saw him doing that. That pregnant wife ran out of the office in horror and pain and while running she lost her balance and fell down the stairs. That's what cheating is? That woman loved that man madly but that man didn't care about her love. He was a bloody sex addict who felt gross with his

I said while sipping my can. "Oh come on! It's not like you never told me your sex life" He said. "It is different now, You are asking about my sex life with my wife," I said. "Okay, Someone doesn't want people to know about his wife....hmm...I didn't know you are a possessive type of husband." He said with a teasing grin on his face. "She is different from what I taught or maybe I am wrong...I can not read what's going on in her mind. Sometimes she acts stubborn and sometimes cute and naive as well," I said to Kane.

He is the one I have been told to spook on my first wife because I have been beginning to suspect her after the last fight I had with Jace, the late werewolf. "Sir this" He said looking at Axel and handing me a phone. I played the video and it was the video of my wife having hot sex with Axel and she was busy raining sweet names on him and I began to doubt if Jace was actually raping my wife or she was the one, lying on him. I threw the phone crashing with anger and dashed to the bastard and traitor, locking him on the wall as his leg was not touching the ground. "You are the one sexting my wife now.. You don't even have a single fear for me" I replied with blinded anger.