Sharing My Hot Wife Novels & Stories

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

"Wait you know too." "News spread fast." "I wanted to tell Rodriguez I won't be able to make it to work tomorrow. Adriana and I plan on heading to the park." She so badly wanted to tell him but she kept her mouth shut and continued, "Ok. I'll tell him." She immediately felt a hand grab the phone from her. She turned to see the sick man she married. "Hey Nathan, I was thinking maybe we should join in. My wife here has been really tense lately."

Why am I not surprised? “Wow. Perfect! And since you reffered to me as the first wife. Am guessing you are the second wife” “Oh please. That is where you are getting it wrong. Am not..and can never be the second wife. He is all mine. I aren’t sharing him with anyone. You are leaving and don’t ever come back again. Who else leaves her matrimonial home to go fuck guys around” “Oh, So you are the new wife. Perfect!” I signed in relief.

I'm Joyce, a 42-year-old housewife, and I have a secret. No, I'm not having an affair or embezzling money from my husband's company. My secret is that I'm a hotwife. I love fucking strangers. The thrill of the unknown, the excitement of the forbidden, it sets my pussy on fire like nothing else. It all started a few years ago. My husband, Mark, and I had been married for over a decade, and our sex life had become routine. We'd fuck on weekends, missionary style, with the lights off. It was functional, but it wasn't exciting. I craved more.

“What trouble? It’s not like she’s capable of anything. Let her be. I think she enjoys being tossed around by the brothers.” “How wicked can my brothers be? Sharing one filthy blind girl. Can’t Kenny find a better woman?” I stood behind the curtain, frozen. How was that possible? Kenny would never do something like that, sharing me, his wife, with another man. “I told you she was stupid. She hasn’t even realized she’s pregnant,” Braine added. Nausea suddenly overwhelmed me. I stumbled back to my bedroom and vomited. Was I really pregnant? Had I shared two brothers?

I don't blame anyone but myself for being blind and loving the wrong person. "But what I never imagined was that my wife would help her lover secure his professorship by plagiarizing the thesis that took me six months to complete, and then hire online trolls to spread rumors and slander me." With that, I clicked on a video. "Here, I find myself grateful that my wife doesn't love me, because she never noticed that I have a habit of recording my entire thought process and writing progress whenever I work on a thesis. "Here, indifference has become the most direct evidence to prove my innocence. Of course, I also have several audio recordings and chat logs here. In them, both Anna and Josh admi

Hiding in the restroom, she lowered her voice and said to the camera, “Guys, I ran into that crazy woman again. And get this, she’s married, but she’s sneaking around with another man behind her husband’s back.” The livestream instantly flooded with tens of thousands of viewers. The numbers kept climbing. I even lifted a finger and paid to boost her traffic, pushing her straight onto the trending page. Her fans were thrilled. “That’s disgusting. You ran into that psycho again? Is that woman stalking you?” “She’s cheating on her husband? Her man must not be enough for her.” Eugene was watching the livestream too, and the second he saw that comment, his expression darkened. “Honey, they’re rea

Nicole glanced at Jared and said, "I had something on in the morning, and I took on a mission while I was at it." "What mission?" Jared raised an eyebrow. "It's a secret," Nicole said coyly. Seeing her cute expression, Jared could not help himself as he stretched a hand out to touch her. "What's the secret that you can't even share with your hubby?" Nicole could feel his cologne overwhelming her senses and she blushed. "Hush you, who's your wife?" Seeing Nicole refuse to play along, Jared frowned. "Well, who do you think it is then?" Nicole looked away. "I don't know. Go ask whoever's hubby for all I care."

Noah said with a faraway look in his eyes. “I love you, Noah Shaw.” Natalia said. “Same here, Natalia Shaw.” Noah said with a tight lipped smile before running up the stairs. Natalia turned back to put Wendy’s arm back in a proper position should in case she fell or something. “I asked for a bit of spice. Definitely not crazy celebrity drama. A job, family, loving husband. For my best friend to get all those things too. I am tired of everything that is taking place now.” Natalia muttered and went up the stairs after her husband too.

I am Lightning McVincent. The guy’s eyes zero in on my hand, covering my crotch and his face turns a little green. There it is, a perfect opener. “Fuck, all this talk just adds to my excitement.” I groan and reach for my belt. He tries to say something, but not a word leaves his lips. “Wifey will kill me if she finds out I shared this, but dude, let me boast about her a little. My woman is an actual walking glory hole fantasy. Not only does she allow me to stick it in wherever I want to, she doesn't mind being double and triple stuffed. Better than the Thanksgiving turkey, I tell you.”