The Immoral Wife

By Cinthia Bottomley-Smythe

Her chat messages formed before him, stunning him. "I have found Richard...I am going to resume my fantasy with him...I will be having sex with him, but not you... Yes, he is my weakness." And with those words she shocked her partner of 25 years to the core. He was devastated, in minutes he had lost his partner, his lover, confidante and the best friend in his life. But a lot worse was to come.
Cinthia tells a tragic tale of lust, immorality and human weakness as she lets the lives of a middle aged couple unravel before your eyes. The immorality and depravity will shock you, the tragedy so avoidable, so sad.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cinthia Bottomley-Smythe
• Release date: Aug 26, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311944672

Cinthia Bottomley-Smythe

I am an English socialite turned to writing erotica to preserve our lifestyle after financial losses. I hope you buy many of my works, just so I can retain my important position in society.

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THE IMMORAL WIFE

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The Immoral Wife

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This is a work of fiction – none of the characters are real.

This is a dirty short story – it has descriptive sexual passages in the text – please do not read if you are at all prudish, or squeamish.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

MEETING CINTHIA

THE BREAK UP

THE DAY OF PAIN

TORMENT

PHONE CALL

SEX

NUMBER ONE

SATURDAY

SUNDAY

RICHARD

THE DARKNESS FALLS

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

THE IMMORAL WIFE

MEETING CINTHIA

Hello, my name is Cinthia Bottomley – Smythe and hopefully you met me in my first two eBooks, ‘Anal Sex and Orgasms in the Kitchen’, and ‘My Cuckold Husband’. It is interesting how popular cuckolding is, it sold quite well – you dirty buggers! Did you know that it made number 1 on the Mozambique charts in the erotica – perversion- cuckold genre for a day?

Now it is time for another tale, but this time it is one of tragedy, a story of pain mixed with outrageous immorality.

It is the tragic story of a woman who let her fantasies get the better of her – and she paid the ultimate price.

I have decided to share with you this story of some friends, a story that stunned me with the raw passion, the pain and the outrageously immoral attitude of the couple.

What you are about to read is true in most ways. Sure, I have enhanced some bits, and made the villains look a bit less naughty than maybe they were, but really the limits you see being pushed in this story are the true behaviour of a couple I knew.

The names of the participants have been changed as has the setting.

I hope you understand this story as it caused a lot of pain to two people and those around them and ended in unnecessary tragedy.

THE BREAK UP

They had been a couple for 25 years, they had battled through it all, survived the ups and the downs, like many couples. At times it had been so unbelievably hard, but they had forged a strength together over the years. They were a couple, but as individuals they had always been fiercely independent. She had refused to get married, citing the whole thing as a charade. She had kept her own name, they kept separate bank accounts, paid for everything separately, and yet they had outlasted most couples.

When their youngest child finished school they had planned to move south, to London, to live a quiet life in the suburbs with a bustling metropolis around them – unlike their cold, wet northern town near Manchester.

They bought an apartment in the city, everything was planned and then one day Mary sat down with her husband Clive and said, Darling, I don’t think it works for me to move to London.

Her husband looked at her, stunned.

What do you mean?

Well, its ok for you, you are retiring, you are already for this next step but I am not. I still have my small business, I survive here, I don’t think I could start it up again down south.

Clive looked at her, he was speechless.

They had planned this for two years, every moment of the move, even the date. They had even sold their home to finance the London apartment. They were now renting temporarily.

She looked at him.

It’s ok, you can still go, I will stay here. You have a dream to live down there, it is more your dream than mine, I don’t want to stand in the way of your dream. I don’t know where I will stay; I can’t afford to pay this sort of rent. Maybe I will just re-arrange my factory and have a small living space there, nobody will know, it won’t matter. It is your dream to go to London, not mine.

Clive looked at her.

What about us?

She sighed, I don’t know, maybe if you come back and visit regularly while I figure this out? Or we take turns in visiting?

Jesus, I didn’t expect this to happen. Are you sure?

She nodded.

For the next few hours they discussed the idea, basically going around in circles all the time.

In the end they agreed that for the next two years Clive would live in London in the apartment and they would figure out how to see each other for a few days every couple of months.

It wasn’t ideal, but neither was breaking up after 25 years of being together – it was a huge emotional investment to just throw away. And it wasn’t like they had any better options.

They both felt this was a reasonable compromise.

Summer was soon upon them and Clive headed off to the apartment in London, Mary in tow.

They spent the week in domestic bliss, buying furniture, seeing the sights together and having the best time they had enjoyed together in years.

She could see that Clive was very content; this new life suited him fine, what bothered her was that her new life didn’t real suit all her needs.

When she returned home after her brief summer visit with Clive in London the harsh reality of her life became apparent.

There she was, alone, in her makeshift home in a corner of her windowless factory. She had done her best to make it homely, but it was so temporary and so limited. Of course, she had to love it or she would go mad but it was so hard.

It was harder still when her young son visited and ridiculed her for living in a shed. He was on his way to his next stop on the journey of life, off to university in Liverpool. She would rarely see him anymore.

The first week after she returned from London severe depression set in and she was so sad. All kinds of reckless thoughts ran through her mind. After two weeks of her depression Clive offered to bring her down to London for a weekend, she jumped at the chance and was so excited again. The way she leapt from one emotional extreme to the other had become noticeable and troubling.

In London with her man in her arms everything was ok, but soon she was in the depths of despair again once she