Betrayal Unveiled My Husband's Infidelity

Content advisory: Mature. (18+)

"Ahhhh" The girl let out a deep moan as Andrew shoved her. Not really.

Her eyes roll back with pleasure, and she starts to pant. She screams in excruciating pain and ecstasy, her nails sinking into his back.

His jaw clenched as he felt her warm, loose pussy engulfing his dick with delight.

"Ahhh fuck." As he pushed his dick in and out of her while smacking her pussy with his balls, the girl whimpered once more.

"More." The girl, looking at him like a dog in love, let out a breath against him.

His dick was driven deeper into her as he gave her a stronger stroke.

The girl's head flew back as great pleasure overcame her. The thrust from him left her legs trembling.

Their grunts and groans filled the entire space.

He kept pumping his penis in and out of her. Her eyes rolled back at the flood of ecstasy that engulfed her.

He studied her face.

To him, she appeared to be a doll. A counterfeit doll.

She had the appearance of a girl who had been overdone with makeup thanks to her enormous eyelashes, her flawlessly straight and slender nose, her cheeks that seemed to be covered in pink paint, and her large, bow-shaped lips.

He didn't even have to sleep with her.

He cannot even undo the deed now that it has been completed. She was also not too horrible.

Glancing at his clothing, which were strewn around haphazardly on the ground, he put them on fast.

The girl, whose name he didn't know, gave him a seductive grin and remarked, "That was the best sex I had in my life, baby."

However, I can't say the same thing about you. He pondered in his head.

"Will you come again?" The girl laid in her bed, nude, and whispered, twisting her hair with her finger.

"Andrew doesn't fucks a girl twice." He said icily to her.

He was buried deep inside her, as if that had been more than a moment ago.

After hearing it, the girl's face turned as white as a sheet.

But you just shared a bed with me, I believed there was a problem between us. The girl said, allowing tears to well up in her eyes.

This is where the waterfall begins.

"Heads up, girl. I got what I wanted, to fuck you. Even though it wasn't as good as I had hoped, you weren't inherently awful. I didn't show you anything to suggest that I was interested in you right away. You were the one who thought of everything." He started to get a headache as more tears began to flow from her eyes.

"No, you're not getting it, sweetie. You just aren't aware of how much you adore me right now. However, you'll come to understand how much you adore me." The young woman sobbed.

How many tears does this girl have left? Her eyes are constantly streaming with tears, like a fucking waterfall.

Furthermore, this girl just isn't able to comprehend that Andrew doesn't act in a romantic manner.

He got what he wanted-sex with her. Not a bit more, not a bit less.

Take this cash and keep the love crap to yourself, please. You were just a pleasant fuck, and you never will be again. Give up thinking Andrew will ever be in love with a woman similar to you." "Throwing the money on her pathetic face," he said.

He headed for his car as he left her residence.

Even though he could hear her calling his name in the background, he pretended not to hear her and kept moving in the direction of his car.

Right now, he doesn't want to cope with a female who is desperate.

His spouse is already quite desperate.

Yes, his spouse, Maya

The dumbest girl he's ever seen in his entire life, and pitiful as well.

A foolish twenty-four-year-old girl who believes he is utterly devoted to her and cannot bear to be without her.

He doesn't hold her accountable, though. She always falls in love with his acts of love since he is such a talented actor.

an imitation of love.

She never once imagined that he would cheat on her during their three years of marriage. She would never believe he doesn't love her because he had let her love for him overtake her. He ensured that.

She is obviously trying to get his attention by clinging to him.

Maya is a foolish, naive girl who believes she has won Andrew's heart.

Andrew is not romantic. He only fucks women.

Whether it's his wife or another woman who he's having sex with. He is indifferent. His needs are all that matter to him.

Additionally, he hasn't divorced his wife because she is wonderful enough to satisfy him.

In addition, she is a naive young girl who is utterly and completely enamoured with him. She won't question his intentions to cheat on her. Another solid argument against divorcing her.

Because of his father, he got married to her. His father wanted to see his son marry the daughter of his best friend.

His father didn't give a damn about the four years that separated them in age.

His only wish was to see their marriage. to become the daughter-in-law of his best buddy, to turn their enduring friendship into a relationship.

On their first encounter, which his father had him go to, Andrew was ready to reject Maya outright.

But when he saw her, he had second thoughts.

She appeared to be a helpless little kitten, standing awkwardly in the cafe and unsure of what to do.

Her stunning black hair was pulled back in a ponytail, leaving a few strands that touched her cheekbones.

Her eyes, which were warm brown, were searching the entire cafe for him.

She looked so flushed that he could swear she could beat the tomatoes when their eyes met.

She never looked up to see him in her shyness, and she seemed nervous when she spoke to him.

She was laughing so hard at himself, acting as though he was about to devour her. Which, when they were married, he soon became.

Yes, matrimony. She was a stunning girl whose appearance would be appropriate for her status.

Her innocence was also something fresh, something he had never witnessed before. Even if he slept with other women after getting married, she won't know.

That doesn't imply he needs to stop fucking other girls just because he plans to get married.

In public, he would be publicly wed to Maya, but privately, he would remain single.

a married single guy

For him, there was no advantage at all.

He would get a lovely wife, grant his father's wish, and continue having affairs with other women.

Everything was to his taste.

He would get to bang other girls and fuck his gorgeous wife in his home.

What more was he able to ask for? He already had everything from God.

All he had to do was get Maya to fall in love with him, which wouldn't be difficult given how obviously crazy about him she already appeared to be.

After they get married, Maya doesn't need to know that he would continue having affairs with other women.

He'd keep it a secret.

Additionally, he would be the ideal devoted and caring spouse in the eyes of Maya, his father, and everyone else.

However, he would actually be the unfaithful spouse.

Her husband, the cheat.

Maya bided her time until her spouse returned from work. It's 11:30 and he hasn't returned home yet. It's his typical schedule. He occasionally returns home after midnight.

Still, it's not his fault. Because of the volume of work in his office, he is always required to work overtime. It's not simple to be the CEO of a firm this size.

For this reason, she enjoys helping him out wherever she can.

She waited for him to arrive while seated on the couch. She always sees to it that they spend the entire night together and wake up together.

They are still deeply in love with each other because of the things her mother has always done for her father.

She realised she still hadn't eaten dinner when her stomach churned with hunger. She bided her time for him to arrive so they could share dinner.

Such things, don't they, strengthen the love between a pair even more?

The sound of the doorbell interrupting her thoughts. When she recognized it was her devoted husband Andrew, a charming smile lit up her face.

She answered the door with a soft smile on her face and saw her attractive but exhausted husband.

There could be too much work in the office. I bet he's exhausted. She pondered.

With a stunning smile, Maya remarked, "I was waiting for you, Andrew".

With his incredible acting, which no one can ever claim is false, Andrew said to her, "I'm sorry for making you wait, baby. The work in the office was too much."

But what he told her was not the whole truth. His wife was waiting for him, but he was busy fucking someone else, which is why he was late.

"I can understand, the work pressure must be too much." Maya spoke softly to him.

Her spouse is a diligent worker. Constantly focused on work and work alone.

"Supper is prepared. We're having dinner together once you quickly freshen yourself." He instantly pulled back to ensure she didn't get too close to him when she indicated she was going to get closer to kiss him.

"What happened Andrew?" Her expression was somewhat frowning as she asked.

"I just got back from the office, baby, and I can't believe how sweaty I am." I'd like to take a shower first. As he ran his fingers through his hair, Andrew remarked. keeping the true cause a secret from her.

The fact is, he doesn't want her to think he smells like other women. Even if she finds out, he is aware that it won't cause any issues. All he needs to do is tell her one or two falsehoods, and she will believe him without question.

She really is that innocent.

This is the benefit of having a loving, naive, and innocent wife who has complete faith in you.

"Huh. I assumed you objected to my kissing you."Maya looked visibly mortified.

How could she possibly think that way? Sometimes she acts so ridiculously.

How on earth are you able to think this way? You are aware that I never pass up the opportunity to kiss you. You hurt me." With his hand pressed to his chest, Andrew gave a theatrical speech, seeming to be in great pain.

Maya chuckled at his antics. He's an extremely talented actor.

Andrew gave Maya a little smile as he stared at her. He adores seeing her with a radiant smile on her face.

He is aware that Maya is the only woman in his life whom he truly cares about. He doesn't necessarily love her, though.

Andrew is not a romantic man. That isn't intended for him.

He enjoys spending time with her, but he also enjoys having sex with other women.

He can stop fucking other women, but he can't stop leaving Maya if it becomes necessary.

He originally wed her in order to gratify his father's wish. He began to show her some concern over time. However, his needs come first for him.

He is incredibly satisfied when he fucks other women, but Maya also fulfills him.

Maya walked to the kitchen and said, "Come quickly, I will be waiting for you in the dining room."

"Yes," he replied, gazing back at her.

He swiftly left their room to take a bath in order to remove any evidence of the other woman.

"Fuck" was his curse upon realizing his back. It was covered in nail art and scratches from when he was fucking the girl whose name he doesn't know.

How foolish could he be? Imagine if Maya finds out.

It appears that the list of lies has grown by one.

He exited the restroom after taking a shower and changed into a bathrobe.

It was resting on his bed when he realised he was going to change clothes.

It has to be Maya's creation. She enjoys taking advantage of any opportunity to help him. Managing this can get annoying at times. However, he must put up with it.

She also adores him madly. She thus frequently does all of these things for him.

He doesn't do love for no other reason than this. People are blinded by love. It drives people to act irrationally toward the person they believe they are in love with. When people fall in love, they begin to prioritise the other person. When they are in love, they lose themselves in the moment.

Love is an illusion that deceives people.

He sighed and turned to face Maya while donning them. She has to be holding out for him.

He saw her waiting for him as he moved in her direction.

When he approached her, Maya grinned at him. He occasionally asks himself if she isn't sick of everyone seeing her smile.

After they had both calmed down, Maya served him.

Did you enjoy the meal? I made it just for you," Maya remarked, blushing slightly.

After three years of marriage, she still gets excited about being his wife, just like she did when they first got married.

It's often said that after marriage, love gradually wanes. But in her situation, love just grows stronger with time.

"Just like you, baby, it's delicious," Andrew winked at her.

Maya reddened a little at what he did. He is very endearing and flawless. She owns him entirely.

She is incredibly appreciative of her amazing and devoted hubby. She still finds it hard to realise she is his wife at times.

Marrying him seems like a dream come true. A lovely dream.

They both went to their rooms after supper.

While stroking Andrew's hair with her fingertips, Maya laid on his chest.

Reluctantly, Maya asked, "Andrew, don't you think we should start planning about a baby now?" She usually makes Andrew angry when she brings up the subject of babies. She has no idea why he becomes enraged. Every time he visits or they come here, he shows his love for his friends' children by giving them toys and sweets.

However, he becomes irate if she brings up the subject of having their own children.

Her goal is to have a child. Become a parent, a representation of Andrew and her love. A lovely present from them that she will always treasure.

She is aware that 24 is still a young age to have a child. Nonetheless, she longs to cuddle, adore, and spoil her child.

She wishes to begin their parental journey, a family made up of her, her Andrew, and their offspring. A charming, tiny family.

Andrew heard her and closed his eyes in frustration. She finds it hard to comprehend why he is not interested in having children. Though he now has no plans to have children, he may wish to have children in the future.

Maya,how many times must I tell you to keep your mouth shut about it? I don't want a baby, dammit; can't you just realise that basic fact?" Maya flinched in dread as Andrew yelled in wrath.

Hearing him yell caused Maya's eyes to well up with tears. She's a delicate young lady. She only needs to be yelled at for someone to start sobbing. She wishes to be different from this. However, this is who she is.

How come he doesn't get that she wants a child? They have been married for three years.

Andrew yelled at her, "Don't fucking start with the waterfall now," and he left her alone, going to the balcony.

Maya curled into a ball on the bed and stared at his back, tears in her eyes. She tried to hold back the tears that were streaming from her mouth because she didn't want to aggravate him further.

She is very foolish. She speaks to him about babies even though she is aware that he dislikes the subject. If she hadn't told him about it, he wouldn't have been upset and their relationship would have continued as usual.

She is solely to blame.

Andrew turned to face the view from the balcony. His skull ached from Maya's incessant weeping. Why must she cry so much all the time? Even if she does, why can't she just weep in private to save him this damn headache?

He knows that once the baby enters their lives, he will be forced to remain devoted to her, which is why he does not want a child. His child should not grow up in a home where his father is unfaithful. He envisions the ideal home, ideal family, and ideal life for his child.

He cannot continue to sleep around with other women if he wants the best for his unborn child.

His child should have an ideal life.

Additionally, he cannot remain faithful to Maya in order to provide his child with the ideal existence. After four or five years, he could want a child, but not right now.

He is truly incapable of remaining faithful to Maya or anybody else. He enjoys being completely engrossed in a woman of various kinds. He is well aware that he is not able to commit to just one lady.

Why would he, too? For his face, money, or fame-whatever they desire-girls also love to have sex with him, and he is only taking advantage of this.

Even if Maya is innocent, he realised that he is harming her in all of this, but she doesn't need to know.

And he will stop at nothing to ensure that she never learns about it.

Maya had no idea when or how she would fall asleep that night. When she awoke the following morning, the bed beside her was vacant. The restroom was empty when she turned to look at it. It implied that he slept in the room adjacent to theirs.

With a quiet sigh, she grabbed her clothing from her closet and headed to the bathroom.

After ten to fifteen minutes she emerged from the restroom, dressed in a white knee-length off-the-shoulder dress.

Maya headed to the kitchen to make Andrew some breakfast. She also wanted to apologise to him for upsetting him.

She talked to him about it even though she is aware that he gets upset over that specific subject. She is solely to blame.

It's all her fault, nothing else.

She made sure all of his favourite foods were included in their breakfast.

"Can you call Andrew downstairs?" With a courteous grin, Maya questioned their housemaid.

"Sir has already left for office Mam." To her, the maid said.

Maya took a shocked stance at her location. How is he going to depart without telling her? How could he treat her like this?

"Alright," she replied, and left for her room.

That morning she skipped her breakfast. Her whole disposition was ruined.

How is he able to achieve this? Even though we had a brief argument last night, he ought to have told me that he was leaving early. In her head, she whispered.

"I ought to visit his workplace. The idea of meeting him made Maya smile. "That would be great."

When there was a knock, Andrew was sorting through some essential paperwork.

"Enter," he murmured, continuing to study the papers.

There were soft footsteps approaching him. He recoiled as strong perfume filled the air around him.

Glancing up, he spotted an unidentified girl standing before him.

She offered him a sultry smile as she licked her lips and looked at him.

A sly smile crossed Andrew's lips. The girl's interest in him is evident.

"Who are you?" Andrew asked as he peered at her breast. Oh no! He'd be thrilled to suck them.

The young lady replied, "Jane".

"What brings you here in my office?" Glancing over his files, Andrew said.

"I am your new employee sir."

"Which department?" Andrew enquired.

"Which department do you want me to be in, sir?" Jane murmured, casting a sultry glance at him.

Andrew sat back in his chair and gave her another glance.

He crossed his hands over his chest and gave her a sly smile.

"Depends on how much benefit you will give me"

"Sir, I can definitely help you. Many advantages." Whirling her hair stands, she muttered.

"So, who's stopping you? Show me what you can do, please." Andrew smiled sensually at her and whispered.

With a smile, Jane approached him.

She sat in front of his legs after bending over. As she looked at him, she licked her lips.

She reached over to unzip his pants with her hands.

The room filled with moans and grunts, and the rest was history.

Maya was growing concerned about Andrew while he was having sex with someone else.

When Maya arrived at their office and saw the tall skyscraper in front of her, she grinned brightly.

As she walked inside the office, every employee and security greeted her.

She smiled softly as she greeted each of them respectfully.

"Ma,Sir is busy right now." told the front desk agent.

"I'll simply go give him his meal. It won't require a long time. In an attempt to help her comprehend, Maya said.

"Ma, Sir specially said no one should disturb him no matter what." The secretary spoke awkwardly. The woman facing her is the spouse of the supervisor. She doesn't want to cause her any problems.

She is not like other secretaries who dispute over little matters with the boss's spouse. No, thank you. She genuinely enjoys her work.

"I'll be back shortly. Maya appealed to her, "Please let me go inside.

"Madam, please refrain from saying please. I'm uncomfortable with it." To Maya, she said.

Regarding entering the sir's cabin, he will become enraged with me if I allow you to do so. Please, ma'am, try to comprehend. If I do it, Sir will fire me." In an attempt to make her understand, she said.

It's alright. I recognize that you are merely performing your duties. Maya turned to depart after saying somberly.

"Wait, ma! The secretary said, "I'll call sir and ask if I should let you go inside." Even so, she knows deep down that she will make sir upset for waking him up.

Maya grinned and nodded at her.

After phoning Andrew, the secretary waited for him to answer. When he didn't answer the phone, she sighed. She tried calling him again, but got the same answer.

"Ma, sir is not picking the call." She informed Maya.

It's alright. You tried, at least. With a faint smile, Maya murmured and turned to walk away.

"Wait, ma! I can send Sir the lunch anytime he's free if that's what you would want." stated the secretary. Seeing Maya's dejected expression, she felt awful.

"Sure, let me. Maya grinned broadly and added, "It will be good."

She thanked her and gave her the meal before leaving.

She left without realizing that although her husband is genuinely busy, he isn't working at an office; rather, he is busy fucking other people.

She left without realising he was having an affair.

She left without realising that he was purposefully hurting her heart and her trust.

She left without realising that her spouse, whom she loves without conditions, is unfaithful.

She simply left without letting her purportedly devoted spouse know.

****

"Ask not for anything from me. For me, it was nothing more or less than a brief fuck." As Andrew told Jane.

"Sir, don't worry. For me, it was just a fantastic fuck and nothing more." Jane gave a sincere response.

Alright. Now depart from this place and put the past within this cabin behind you."

"Yes sir." From there, Jane suggested, go left.

Andrew disregarded her and concentrated on the job he had left undone to have a sexual encounter with her.

He worked for another thirty minutes. In the middle of the call, he noticed three calls from his secretary on his phone.

Andrew scowled and gave her a call. She picked up the phone on the first ring.

"You called me Miss Priya?" As soon as she answered the phone, Andrew inquired.

"Yes Sir, Mrs Maya had sent lunch for you." She advised him.

"Did she come too?" Andrew queried.

"Yes sir, but I stopped her from entering your cabin as you told not to let anyone disturb you."

Alright. Deliver the food to my cabin. Andrew sighed as he spoke.

God knows what would have happened if she had entered his cabin.

He is relieved that he won't have to deal with her waterfalls because she would have discovered him cheating on her with other women.

She undoubtedly would have felt hurt and enraged. But he is aware that she would pardon him. To win her forgiveness, all he needs to do is apologise, cry, and act badly. Is that all?

"May I come in sir?" His secretary knocked on the door and asked.

"Enter," Andrew commanded.

"Sir, what's your lunch?" his secretary asked as she came inside. "Hold it over there," Andrew replied.

What he told his secretary, she did.

"You may go now." After dismissing her, Andrew stated, the secretary left.

Andrew gripped his fist tightly and glanced at the lunch box. He was filled with rage as he stared at it.

Why was Maya required to send him lunch? He does not need to eat food that is just made at home because he is not a school child.

Furthermore, isn't it obvious to her that he needs some space from her? He desires to spend some time apart from her, but she is constantly hovering over him!

He left his office early that morning since he didn't want to see her when she showed up.

He is aware of her naivety, but she also demonstrated her stupidity.

It's so silly!

He approached it and gripped it fiercely.

He muttered, "Stupid girl," and threw the lunchbox in the trash.

He threw the lunchbox away.

He threw away the lunch box in the same way as he threw away her love and feelings for him.

He knows exactly how to dispose of stuff. Whether it's the ladies he fucks or his wife's love or hard work.

After all, he is an expert.

But for what length of time?

Because the truth is always there, no matter what.