Single Moms Sweet Husband Novels & Stories

“These are my business partners. Good friends. They’ve all seen your photos. They liked what they saw. A lot.” One of them — a tall guy with salt-and-pepper hair and a thick cock already leaking at the tip — chuckled low. “Desperate single mom, huh? We know all about it, sweetheart. Husband left you high and dry, eviction notice on the door, little girl at home. You need this money bad. Don't you”

Kastor just focused on raising his son and helping him overcome the trauma caused by his own mother. I had no idea what my husband went through. There were no signs, and whenever we were together, he was always cheerful. We always got along. We’ve never had any massive fights, because we make sure to understand each other. Thinking about it now, my husband deserves better. I don’t know what will happen when he comes back, but I hope he forgives me and his father, too. I was in the kitchen baking chocolate chip cookies when my phone rang loudly. I picked it up and answered after seeing Diana’s name on the screen. There was baby babble on the other line, and then I heard her sweet voice.

“Maybe getting pregnant is what you both need to really patch things up before—before things get worse.” Her words hang between us like smoke. I stare at her, then sigh. “What else did Beatrice say to you?” Mom picks up the tray, placing a neat cloth underneath before handing it to me. “Nothing much. But I’ll tell you this—Beatrice is sharp. She’ll figure out soon enough that you and Felix are living more like flatmates than husband and wife.” My pulse stutters. “Mom…” She doesn’t flinch. “Especially with you sneaking off to dark corners with some strange man at events.”

Jim: "Mom, I AM more man than that wimp you call a husband, aren't I?" Sue: [Taking hold of his gigantic organ and his swollen testes, squeezing one and hefting the other to gauge its pendulous weight.] "Sweetheart, you are MUCH more man than that sissy. Your ten inch babymaker is so huge, so strong, and so virile. It's at least three times the length and volume of that spineless husband of mine. I am your slave; I will do anything for you. I must have you...I need that cock inside of me, touching me where your father never did, never could."

I took a deep breath and released it. "Jay is not my husband. You see, it all started when my single mother, who was abandoned by my father, got sick. She was a very hardworking woman who worked more than one job, and my sister and I both had our part-time jobs too, but that wasn't enough to pay back the debt my father had taken from some bad people and the bills that were coming our way. It was so hard for us to make ends meet, but we were happy because we were all together and healthy," I said sadly, then continued to speak.

Third Young Master: . Love My Mommy The Most: Mr. Marcus, how was the woman who accompanied you tonight? She must be amazing, with a beautiful face, good figure, and a good temper. She can do laundry and cook too, a perfect wife and mother. Are you tempted? Henry promoted his mommy to his dad. After all, he was only stating the facts. At most, he could do the laundry and cooking, it's the same thing. Besides, it's a buy one get one free deal.

Inilipat ni Elllie ang kanyang timbang sa kaliwa ng bench. Isang pulgada na lang. Oo, ngayon ay mahuhuli na niya ang lahat ng mga salita na sinasabi ng dalawang ina. “I swear to you, Susan, kung kaya ko, ako na mismo ang kukuha ng trabaho bilang yaya na iyon. Si Tyler Hernandez ang pinakaHOT na single dad sa buong paaralan. At saka, mayaman siya." Ang babaeng may pixie-cut at dreamy na mga mata ay parang hihimatayin pa ata.

If you truly loved her, you wouldn't have married the mistress for the lust of power! “Secretary Summers, power is everything to you. A loving husband or a loving father, all these are just bullsh*t. You’ll always choose power over anything else when there’s a conflict.” “Yvonne, please forgive daddy. I’m a coward, and I know my mistakes, and I’m not going to leave you alone anymore. I’ve asked Susan to prepare a room, you can move in right away, let me take care of you. I won’t let anything hurt you!”

I finally stopped sulking and put in the work to keep the restaurant afloat. "Your mom's husband is hot." Anne teased when she came over to help me do a make over in my room. Since Italy didn't work out for me might as well make Sicily work out for me. I was changing the colors on my childhood bedroom to white and she was helping. Well, not exactly the help I need, since she was busy ogling at Gus through the window much to my dismay. "Do you think he is ready to move or he is devoted to your mom and won't look at another woman down to his dying days."

“I hope you don’t mind me saying this, but Sir Gabriel talks about you a lot. Actually, other employees here always says how sweet he is as your husband, and I understand him now, look how beautiful you are, ma'am!" Celina’s breath hitched. Her fingers tightened around her purse strap. “Excuse me?” she said, voice barely above a whisper. Marissa blinked, surprised by the reaction but quickly recovered. “You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!"