Single Moms Sweet Husband Novels & Stories

My parents wanted me to marry into wealth and their dream has become reality. Here I am, sitting on the bed with my pussy aching because my “too busy husband” was working his ass out for money. I had forgotten to buy a new vibrator since my husband destroyed the last one, saying I was always horny. He doesn't want to fuck this dripping pussy but he also doesn't want me to cheat. Jim was nothing more than a husband who came home tired, ate dinner, watched the news, went to bed and treated me with the distant warmth of someone who had remembered to water a plant they felt responsible for.

There I was, twenty-nine years old, three beautiful children and divorced. Who would want me now? I had always dreamt of being a mum and a wife, one of those 1940’s wives you would see in the movies. I loved my family life, looking after my three babies, helping them with homework, cooking and cleaning while the children were at school and having a nice hot meal ready on the table for when my husband got home. Everything seemed perfect, that was until I stumbled across emails, I clearly was not meant to find….

"I went under the fucking knife. Risked my life so you don't have to." She smiled faintly. “And you shouldn’t be so hard on yourself. I missed feeding you anyway.” That earned the first real spark in his eyes. “You call this romantic?” “I call this marriage,” she said, teasing. Beck snorted from the corner where he was watching TV. “You two have started again.” Jared, flipping through a magazine, didn’t look up. “You’re just jealous because no one’s feeding you soup.” Beck threw a pillow at him. “Shut up. There's nothing wrong with wanting a sexy woman to feed me too”

"Yeah, I am. So what? Why did you have to love him and not me? He was my older brother; why couldn't he give you up? And he still had the nerve to ask me to leave you. How dare he!" He smirked, the darkness in his eyes flaring. "But he's gone now. You're my wife, and you're carrying my child. Nothing can change that!" I'd suspected this awful truth for so long, but hearing it finally confirmed still hit like a bolt of lightning. My husband of all these years… had murdered the man I loved. And I was pregnant with my lover's killer's child. Revulsion boiled inside me, a loathing so deep I even felt it toward the life growing within me. How could I be so blind, so disgusting, to bring this man'

"Your honey.... is calling you." The way I said honey felt like a slap. I stepped back, my hands dropping from his waist. Suddenly, the bandages, the kitchen, the I will live for you it all felt like a beautiful, messy lie. He was still her husband, and obviously he still sees her as his wife, that's why he couldn't just save her name with something else, after she literally abandoned her on son and even cheated on him. Oh...my God, does Chad really love my mum so much? They should be divorced by now already....

Hashtag cheating couple, hashtag thieves, hashtag trying to steal my inheritance. Below, she said, this is a very short story. My name is Angel, and the man in this video is my husband, Finn. For years, my mom and I were separated, but when we finally reunited, she asked me to marry Finn, whom she has always considered as her son. Out of respect for my mom, I agreed to marry Finn, whom my mom made CEO of her company. 60% of the shares of my Mother's company belonged to me and she gave Finn 20%, because he's my husband.

I replied sharply to my mother. “Emily, raising two kids as a single woman and also keeping a business going is hellishly hard. Sacrifice yourself to give your kids the life that other kids have with mom and dad by their side and others don’t even dare dream of. As for your husband, we’ve all seen that he’s a womanizer. I’m sure Susan is neither the first nor the last,” Olivia spoke calmly. Those words came like an arrow that plunged straight into the wound, deepening it further.

After a brief silence descended between us, coughing as I spoke, I began to say it again. “He told me he cheated because I never let him touch me enough. Just… every time we had sex and I let him touch my pussy, he said I was dry as hell and penetration would hurt.” And he knows how hard I’ve been in search of a stable job since I graduated, and how we need this money for our… I gulched as Angel forced half a lemon into my mouth, telling me to shut up without words. I shot her a bitter look instantly. “You know what? You can’t keep being like this. It’s been two weeks since you caught that bastard cheating, and you have been mourning the relationship like a widow.”

Rodel had just bought her a car because of her previous accident. Cassidy considered this for a few seconds and replied, “I’ll go alone. By the way, I’ll stop by your clothing store.” “That seems fine to me,” he nodded. After eating, Rodel washed the dishes. Cassidy, Nardy, and Noel were sitting on the couch chatting. “Mom, don’t you have any feelings for Daddy Helton?” Nardy asked, “I mean, he’s a nice guy.” His mother whispered, “You cannot force love.”

***** Old Master Mo’s flashbacks: And yes, it was actually true. Old Master Mo and Old Madam Mo were childhood sweethearts. But after Old Master Mo went to the military, Old Madam Mo’s family married her to another boy despite her unwillingness. But she got nothing in marriage except abuse from her husband and in-laws. Even when she returned to her home to tell them about her life in her husband’s home, none of her family members were willing to help her.