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The sight of him cheating on me turns me on so badly which I can't explain as I slipped my hand under my skirt without thinking as my fingers brushed my panties which were already soaked. I bite my lips while circling my clit slowly matching to the rhythm of his thrusts. “This is so insane and I still can't believe that I'm getting off on my husbands infidelity?” I said. Jim flips her over while spreading her legs wide as he hooked them over his shoulders. “Look at me while I fill you up,” he demanded slamming back in. He kept bouncing on each other while her nails racked his back. “Jim, oh fuck you are so big and I want you to ruin pussy!”

She thought to herself. No! She exclaimed, ' I could never cheat on my husband, I have never even thought of it. Weren't you listening? I was trying to abstain from having sex I didn't want story of any sort. I couldn't cheat on my husband he is very good in bed, if you think I got bored with him? Then you need to think again. He was very ready to give it to me at will. And he sure knows how to spice it up at every point in time.

When I find out my husband is cheating on me, I don't cry. My pride won't let me waste a single tear on a man who isn't worth it. Instead, I crash a stranger's funeral so I can cry my eyes out over someone else's memorial photo. I'm sobbing so hard I'm shaking when the widow suddenly shoves a million-dollar check into my hand. "Take the money and get lost. Don't think you can worm your way into my family just because he's dead." I stare down at the check. Suddenly, being the other woman doesn't seem so bad. At least she gets paid. Meanwhile, I'm the wife who gets cheated on and humiliated, and somehow I'm still the one expected to step aside for the other woman. I'm about to leave whe

“I’m not a good person, so I dare to own up to the things I’ve done. What about you? You’re such a sc*m, yet you still want to make yourself look good. At this point, do you still think you weren’t in the wrong at all and that we were the ones at fault instead? Were we the ones who told you to hide Sarah? Did we make you climb into Sarah’s bed and get her pregnant?” Chester scoffed. “If I were to get married one day, I’d tell the woman not to fall in love with me or expect that I’d be faithful. I’d definitely have mistresses, so she shouldn’t get married to me if she couldn’t take it. You, on the other hand, are different from me. You’re a sc*m, yet you lie to your wife, saying you’re a good

"Wasn't he supposed to return to being single and fall in love with the female lead instead? Why are his lines completely off?" Resentment flashed across my gaze as I looked at Xavier. That was exactly the point! How was I supposed to go home if he didn't fall in love with someone else? … As the wife who'd supposedly cheated on her husband in the story, I was well aware of my place. No matter how well-built and sculptured Rafael was, I wasn't allowed to spend the night with him. But surely I could still find a college guy to date around, right? That was when I set my sights on Xavier, who'd been handing out flyers near the shopping mall.

My only concern was that she opened her eyes and joined forces with me. “Oh my goodness, I never felt this way before. I never could’ve imagined he would betray me like this,” she said, sobbing. I laughed again, feeling no sympathy for her. “Did you not hear anything I said? My husband is a chronic cheat. He’s never going to settle, never ever. That’s why I have been on my toes since he poisoned me and took me to the hospital and erased my memory. He’s a terrible man. I can’t believe why you would want to marry such a greedy and terrible man just because of money or other promises he has made you. If you know what’s good for you, I would really advise you to join forces with me so we can tak

I kind of felt like I deserved this. I didn’t think this was cheating. I didn’t think it should count. I won't think about Ryan or what he did. This isn't about him... It's about me. I had been the perfect wife. Loyal. Quiet. Supportive. I had been the ideal daughter-in-law, the flawless sister-in-law. I gave everything. I lost everything. I think, just for once… I deserve to be reckless. Just one night.

Everything spins for a moment until it becomes clear again and I notice how many people are truly watching me. There has to be at least fifteen of them. I’ve never wanted to disappear so much before this moment. “Is the contract with Mr. Montgomery the reason your marriage ended?” “No, my marriage ended because my ex-husband was cheating on me with my stepsister,” I say, not meaning to. The flashes momentarily stop, so I continue. “If you did your jobs and dug a bit deeper, you’d find that my ex-husband is a thief, a cheat, and a liar. It is his own fault that our marriage ended.”

Let’s visit her when we get the chance. A knock at the door snapped me out of my thoughts. Wiping away my tears, I straightened myself and stepped out. I’d tried confronting Tyler about his affairs before, catching him red-handed, yelling, and crying. However, it never worked. He kept doing what he wanted, refusing to divorce me. Even my parents sided with him, insisting that a man’s infidelity was normal. With pressure coming from all sides, I eventually gave up. Today, though, Tyler had crossed a line.

"It was all my fault. I know I've messed up. Please give me another chance." He went on desperately, "Rachel was just a moment of weakness. She seduced me! You know I only love you. Please believe me." "Oh." I nodded faintly. Cheating was cheating. What difference did it make, whether it was a moment of passion or something more? He even had the nerve to blame someone else for his mistakes? At that moment, my mind had never felt clearer. Honestly, I should be grateful. At least I had seen his true colors before getting trapped in the quagmire of marriage.