Historical Fics

Eliza Schuyler X Martha Jefferson

Remember that Alexander Hamilton X Thomas Jefferson story I wrote?

Well... Martha finds out about Thomas's "little affair" and... Hooks up Hamilton's wife ;)

Requested by: Anonymous

CW:

Cheating

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~Story Starts~

Eliza giggled as she spun around slightly. She looked to her husband, a mischievous grin on her lips. "Darling~!"

"Yes, my dearest Betsy?" 

"You seem to having such a good day! Did something nice happen at work?" She questioned, hugging the man around the neck. The redhead chuckled softly, leaning up enough to kiss under the woman's chin.

"Oh, you could say that, darling. Things flew over smooth, and I finished multiple important essays! And for once, Thomas didn't run his mouth for ages."

"Oh, that's great, sweetheart!" She cheered. "Though, with the mention of Mr. Jefferson, I do have one request."

"What is it, darling?"

Eliza fiddled with a letter, glancing up at Alexander with mainly curiosity. She slid him the letter, a cocky smirk on her lips. Behind her, another woman walked in, wrapping her arms around the brunette woman's waist.

Alexander's heart dropped, and his mouth immediately went dry. The way his wife intimately leaned into the other woman, held her hand, and swayed. The slender figure, auburn hair, and hazel eyes of the second woman gave away that this was Martha... Martha Jefferson.

"Eliza, darling, what is this about?"

"Read the letter, Alexander."

Alexander's eyes traced to the neatly folded letter, and he easily opened it.

'Dearest, Elizabeth Hamilton Schuyler,

It has come to my attention that our husbands may have established a private relationship which they only express in the after hours of their work. It sounds hard to believe, my dear, but think about it. Your husband has been returning more "alive" than he usually is, yes? That's because he's been seeking affection from Thomas Jefferson, my "dearest" husband. 

Do not take this as a rumor, darling, for it is the complete truth. I caught my husband swooning over the man while he was playing the violin in his office... Hamilton sitting half-dressed on his desk. I am not accusing them of sexual affairs, only romantic.

You may be wondering, "oh, why am I being contacted about this?"

Well, my darling, I've considered it. My bed has been awfully cold, and I am in dire need of some company. I invite you to my home. I'm not suggesting we do much, I just find a woman's company so much more fulfilling than a man's. Take it from me dear, we'll get along swell... Thomas doesn't have to know, and neither does your Alexander if you desire. I've just got a perfect satin pillow awaiting you, and I'm sure you'll love it.

Your sincerest, and your dearest,
Martha Jefferson'

Alexander looked back up to Eliza, almost entirely shocked. "You-?"

"I hooked up with Ms. Martha, yes. I couldn't help myself, Alexander. I was pissed finding out about your little affair, but Martha settled that anger very fast~..." Eliza giggled, pressing a kiss to Martha's cheek. "She was kind, eloquent, and for heaven sake, she was attractive as all get out. You get your Thomas, and it's fair I get his wife, isn't it?"