Sharing My Hot Wife Novels & Stories

She felt his fingers teasing the clit as he ran his finger up and down her hole. "Killian," she whimpered as she tried to push him off. Killian pulled her closer with a rough jerk and slapped her womanhood. "Oh, you’re so wet, Schmetterling, yet you’re pretending to hate this?" Rara turned her head to look up at him. There was raw amusement in his voice. “A wife should know how to satisfy her husband.”

Sienna’s mouth touched her hair. “Hold. We are not done with this house. We are done giving him our eyes.” The door stayed open. Jimmy stayed in the chair. And Hale had its picture: Lily shaking under Sienna, the old husband watching, and a claim that was dirty, public, and still standing.

--- It felt so good feeling his warmth. I found my self smiling while looking at my husband's face. My husband. I suddenly felt my self blush remembering of what happened last night. I still can't believe that I already gave myself to him. "Morning wife." I open my eyes when I hear him speaks. His eyes are still close though. He pulled me and hug me tight. “Ahhhh Maru!” "I prefer your moaned last night wife." My face suddenly heated because of what he said. I gave him a soft sponge.

He had an average job in banking, average build, and an average 5-inch cock that had never quite satisfied her. They'd been married three years, and the fantasy had started as pillow talk. "What if a real man fucked me while you watched?" she'd teased one night after he'd cum too quickly again. It escalated to new fantasies and wishes every njght, but one thing Cindy noticed was thst anytime she talked about her hotwife fantasy Mark's cums freehand like a broken facuet. Cindy kept her fantasy to herself, always masturbating to her lewd thoughts, but never acting on them. She wanted to remain a prim and proper wife to her husband…..keeping their bed undefiled.

Once word got out about the divorce filing, the whole of Sicily's inner circle lit up. The Hartley heir filing for divorce, the Calloway daughter shown the door: that kind of story traveled fast in any world. Within three days it had made the rounds of every dock, every street corner, every card table.

The tide of public opinion shifted instantly in my favor. I lifted my head, tears still clinging to my lashes, and looked at him with quiet accusation in my eyes. “You were so excited just now… so eager… “You even said it would bring good luck to the company… “Vincent, how could you accuse me like this?” One was a husband kept completely in the dark. One was an unfaithful wife chasing cheap thrills. And the third was the father who had personally pressed the “execution” button.

My presence at the sip-and-see event sucked the life out of the party. My indifferent gaze fell on Krystal Markham. “Krystal, care to explain about today?” Krystal and I were a success story, the high school sweethearts who made it all the way to the altar. However, over the last two years, I felt her slipping further and further away. I brushed it off as the spark simply fading over time. Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy

He came back and sat beside me, his phone in his hand. "I've never told anyone about this, but since you're my wife, you have the right to know." He opened his phone and showed me the screen. I saw a video. A sex video. Two people were making love passionately. Their bodies were shaking, their fat moving, and their expressions showed immense pleasure. I was shocked. "What is this?" Julian scrolled to the next video. Same. A fat woman with a thin man. Then the next video. A fat woman with two men.

After 16 straight hours in surgery, I managed to save his lower back and legs. When I finally stepped out of the operating room, dizziness washed over me. I could barely walk straight. Passing by the break room, I overheard the nurses huddled together, whispering. "Dr. Holt is so pathetic. He actually operated on his wife's boy toy. I can't believe he'd put up with that!" "He probably can't bear to lose his wife's money. But after this, he'll definitely be replaced." "I heard the guy hurt his back in his wife's bed, if you know what I mean."

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.