Wife Wants Husband To Watch นิยาย & เรื่องราว

All she needed was to see her daughter for a few minutes, and give her what she had specially bought for her. Then, Sebastian announced, “My wife, Judy and I have an important announcement to make.” Sebastian paused for a second, From the distance, Kylie could see the wide smile on his face. She had never seen him so happy in all their seven years of marriage, “We're expecting a baby.” He finally announced, but Kylie didn't flinch, not even a little bit. She just stared at them, hardly displaying any emotion. Then she noticed the way Judy stared up at her with a wide smile on her face,

Like I wasn't even human. Eventually one woman looked at me. "So Jenny." I met her eyes. "Yes?" She smiled. "How does it feel?" I frowned slightly. "How does what feel?" Her smile widened. "Watching your husband spend so much time with another woman." The group burst into laughter. Even people nearby looked over. I heard whispers. I felt eyes on me. The humiliation was intentional. Calculated. Cruel. My fingers tightened around my clutch. But my expression didn't change. Not even slightly.

Maria cried out loud her shoulder is shaking and she's tightly gripping my shirt. "Wish you we're my wife too..." We have the right love but at the wrong time.

"This is the most common thing between husband and wife. You are mine, and I am yours. You don't have to be shy because you used your own things." She jumped gently onto the bed and covered his mouth with her hand. Her strength was not small, Wills Watson turned his head and pulled her hand away, pulling her into his embrace: "Woman, it's the new year's time for you to kill your husband." She said in a confident manner, "Because you spoke carelessly." He tapped the tip of her nose. "I'm training you." She stubbornly said, "I don't need you to teach me. Hurry up and sleep. I'm going to watch TV."

She looked at me, her eyes gleaming, “I have to admit, the idea of seeing him again doesn’t sound that unpleasant.” I raised an eyebrow. “But,” she added, pointing at me with her glass, “it’s your call. This was your fantasy, not mine. If he ever fucks me—if I let that happen—it’ll only be if you’re there. Watching. Maybe filming. I don’t know. But you need to decide what you want now. The ball’s in your court.” I sat there, heart pounding, mind racing. It was up to me now. Up to me to decide whether I really wanted to watch my wife get fucked by a younger, hung, arrogant bastard like Jordan.

All in a desperate bid to win back her husband's affection. One male spectator in the audience couldn't help himself. "That's right! Wives shouldn't let themselves go. It's disgusting. At least make an effort to look decent if you're asking for living expenses!" I turned to him with a pointed smirk. "Why don't you give it a try?"

I forget my worries a little. They put on music, and the children begin to dance. The hostess sets the tone; she gets up and takes another's hand to dance with her. They start dancing, and I look around to see what my husband is doing, surprised to see that he is quite focused on watching our hostess. That look does not please me at all. He looks like a lovesick fool. He is literally drooling. And I believe I am not the only one to notice this because the lady's husband is also looking at him. He eventually gets up and goes to his wife, taking her by the waist, and starts dancing with her; the children watch their parents, they are happy, they applaud them. So every man comes to get his wife

"Why? Because this is a seat reserved for your wife who's nowhere to be seen?" She propped her elbow against the table, intentionally squeezing her boobs together. Half of her tits were already on display with her low cut gown strapless gown but he kept his eyes fixed on her the whole time. "Exactly, you're sitting in my wife's spot and everyone is watching." "It doesn't matter if they're watching, they know you love your wife right? You've made that very clear in the media these past few days, if I remember clearly." "What do you want?"

“There’s something about your wife. Something you need to see.” He froze, eyebrows drawing together. “What… what do you mean?” “I can’t explain over the phone,” she said. “Turn on the TV. The story is on. You’ll understand.” Adrien’s jaw tightened. He hung up, silent for a moment, then reached for the remote. I moved closer, my pulse picking up. “What is it?” I asked quietly, but he didn’t answer. The television clicked on, the channel switching, and then the headline hit the screen: “Vale Wife Seen Dancing Loosely in Club with Men.”

She'd also accompany me to eat all the snacks I craved. Knowing I loved superheroes, she specially chose the Heroes Campus as our wedding venue. She confessed to me loudly in front of everyone, "Claude Huffman, no matter how bustling and prosperous the city is, without you, it's just an empty city. A place without you is not a home, so starting today, I have a home." I was so moved, I spun her around in circles right there on the spot. She also loudly vowed to me, "I, Anna Fulton, will love only you in this life. I will only ever be good to you alone. I hope you will take care of me for a lifetime."