Wife Seducing Novels & Stories

He leaped on to her and held her wrists above her head fixing her tiny but curvaceous frame to the bed. "You are playing a dangerous game, wife. Your attempt in trying to seduce me, might go against you as I have the ability to play with you all day long, which I dont think your tiny little body is equipped for", Sebastian whispered in her ear. Hannah was clearly taken back and displayed a horrified expression, " I was not attempting to seduce you, I have no interest in a mutt like you". Hannah retorted back.

“My personal life is stable. I’m married to the man who burned a house down to keep me. Try topping that.” Laughter fills the room and Even the chairman cracks a smile. Eleanor raises her glass. “To stability.” Celeste echoes, eyes on Ethan. “To the right choices.” Ethan’s hand finds mine under the table. “To my wife.” The room stills. Celeste’s smile falters, a hairline fracture in her perfect mask. I lean in, kiss him, in front of Celene and the board and Eleanor’s frozen glare. The kiss tastes like victory and Whiskey and mine.

You had an affair during your marriage, lavished me with gifts, and reveled in my affection. "You said your husband lacked emotional value, and I was the one you truly loved. You seduced me, slept with me, and even talked about having a child with me! Even this wedding was something you forced your husband to arrange for us, wasn’t it? How dare you blame it all on me!" Sean screamed in a hoarse voice, “You seduced me! I have the videos! Whether you admit it or not, you have no choice but to face the truth!”

I drop the fake whimpering instantly, my voice turning flat, venomous, and dangerously sharp. "You called me—your husband—to deliver a threat because of a glorified grease monkey? Is he really that good in bed, Violetta? Is that what this is? Has a few weeks in a cheap loft completely degraded your standards to the point where you're begging for a man who smells like exhaust fluid?" A sharp, audible breath hitches on her end of the line. I can practically feel the wave of disgust rolling through the phone, but before I can double down on the insult, her voice cuts back in, lower and deadlier than I have ever heard it in my entire life.

“Seriously? You’re using me so you can go out and fuck another guy?” I hear myself sigh, adjusting my shirt before straightening, painting a seduction smile onto my lips. “I’ll suck your cock?” His face screws up in disgust as he shakes his head. “This isn’t a transaction. You’re to be my wife.” I feel my expression fall. My tactic of seduction isn't going to get me what I want, and I can practically feel the gears in my mind shifting, deciding to default on an old tactic. “You’re a real loser, Vade. You’re a coward, you’re pathetic and you’re going to be a horrible husband," I growl.

Big fingers tighten on my hips and that’s the only warning I get before he impales me once more, filling me more than I think I can manage. “You just can’t help it, can you?” His wife sounds almost breathless, her nipples growing hard and prominent, almost visible through the soft material of her gown. “You’re an animal.” She can try to hide it all she wants but her body has betrayed her. She’s turned on from watching her husband fuck another woman. This is turning her on. “Ah, I can almost smell your arousal from here,” Mr Walter gloats. “You love seeing me fuck another woman so much? All you have to do is say so and I’ll give you a fucking show, sweetheart.”

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

“Liam does it better, huh?” “Don’t,” she whispered. His hand slid to her waist, slow and deliberate. “Your husband cheated on you with your sister. What’s a better revenge than moaning under the one man the Walters pretend doesn’t exist?” She swallowed hard. Her body trembled—betraying her. Her pulse drummed in her ears. Her thighs clenched. Why was she feeling this way? So out of breath. So overwhelmed. She has never been turned on like this. “I could make you feel so good,” he whispered, letting his thumb trail the line where her top ended. “You look sex-starved.”

Hyacinth badly needs his comfort. Instead of waiting for her husband at their house, she took a turn when the light turned green. “Where are we going, Mommy?” Elias asked when he noticed that they were taking a different path. “Let’s surprise, Daddy.” “Yey! Let’s surprise Daddy!” They drove to his office, all ready to catch him off-guard. To Hyacinth’s surprise, it was her who got played. She stood frozen outside the glass door. Instinctively, she covered Elias’ eyes while her own was locked on Jack who was french kissing another woman in the empty lobby of their office. Her secretary was straddled on top of him with exposed breasts.

I had no idea my wife, Bella Ross, had a best friend who was so incredibly sexy. After boarding the plane, the three of us occupied seats in a single row. From the corner of my eye, I stole a glance up Celeste's skirt, looking at the narrow space between her juicy thighs. I was truly so tempted to pry her legs apart and bury myself deep inside her. Nonetheless, my wife was just sitting right next to me. I would never have the guts to do so. As I compared Celeste's figure to my wife's, they were basically worlds apart. Bella was dressed in a tacky shirt, and her chest was so flat that they offered zero tactile stimulation when I caressed them.