To My Sexy Wife Novels & Stories

In the dark, my phone lit up with a message. It was from Theodore. I opened it. It was a photo of Penelope heading into the shower. Her hair was messy, just like the bed behind her. "Almost forgot that you're autistic. You probably can't understand what's going on, so I'll spell it out for you—I slept with your wife. Just so you know, she was the one asking for it. She really enjoys being in bed with me!" I turned my phone off. My stomach churned, but I couldn't throw up. I was autistic, not a fool. Back when Penelope and I were together, our bed got messy too.

Memories of sweeter times flooded back, and the regret hit her all at once. So she said it. "Let's end this. I'll give you and your family a payout. Leave and go as far from here as you can." Thomas nearly lost his mind. "What? You can't just do that!" Renee didn't engage. "I can, because the person I love is my husband." She searched everywhere and finally tracked William down in a small town. The face she knew so well didn't show a flicker of anything when he saw her.

Late. Enormous. The way it always did. Crashing in behind the wanting instead of ahead of it the way it was supposed to. I was a married woman standing in a dim room with another man’s taste still on my mouth. Somewhere across the city my husband believed I was with Priya. None of that had stopped for even a second while I’d been kissing Kelvin Rae like my whole body had been waiting four years to do it. “I have to go,” I said. “Anita—”

I said and she swatted my chest. "Are you ready, my wife, to have the best night of your life?" I gruffly said and she turned and raised her eyebrow at me. "Didn't we already have crazy wedding sex my dear husband?" she asked pointedly brining up our earlier fuck session in the spare bedroom. "Oh my love - that was only a taste of what you are going to get tonight. I still haven't even punished your sweet little body et over what you wore while trying to sneak out for pizza." I said - my voice filled with lust.

"Use spacebar in your sentence,so I can make out what are you saying.. alright?" " I said...I need a wife" "come again..You need what?" he asked and I was totally frustrated by now. "Don't you get on my nerves and hear me out clearly... I said I NEED A WIFE " I shouted at him. "Are you drunk... And how dare you drink without me man... I mean you are unbelievable sometimes" he started his melodrama like a typical mom. " just shut up... And help me to find a girl who can be my wife... Do you get that through your head... And yes... I want a wife beside me within a WEEK".

“My lovely wife~…it time for more…don’t sleep on me, yet….let us enjoy this bliss moment…together~………” “AAHHHNN~~…mmm~..husband~..fuck me~..fuck me hard~…ahhh~..ahh~..ahh~…ohh~..this taste so good~…ahhhhhnnn~…more~ fuck me more~”.(Angela)

He laughed, “Yes, I loved hearing you scream my name.” She hid her face under her palm, “Oh! God!” He removed her hands, “Are you embarrassed, Mrs. Smith?” She snorted, “Mr. Husband, don’t forget I am your wife. Why would I be embarrassed? I only took what belonged to me.” Jonatha laughed. She was always domineering and sassy. He teased, “You are right, your highness! Shall I serve my lady in the bath?” She smirked, “That won’t be necessary. I plan to take a quick rinse only.”

"She's my wife." "What?!"

I grip her tighter, snuggling in more and more. “So? I'm just loving up on my wife. Let them see,”