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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 42
My Boss' Wife
I joined a public accounting firm right out of college and rose to the position of manager. I got close and personal with a partner, she was the highest ranking lesbian in the firm, that we knew of. Because of our reporting relationship we decided that it would be best if I left the firm and she helped me land a job as financial reporting manager for a closely held company that made lots of money. Advised that it was a male dominated firm, run by the founders. My lover told me that working in a male environment would be different and once they found out that I was a lesbian things could get tough.
I worked directly for the CFO and Vice President of all things important. His partner and cofounder was the CEO and chief salesman. They were in the late forties, both married with kids and wives of twenty years, classic male dominated households and submitted wives. They did figure out pretty early that I was a lesbian but curiously they didn't say much about it. One comment from my boss early on that two women he could stand but not two guys. Well we were two women and he invited us to join him for dinner with their wives. Frankly it was the first formal dinner I went to with my lover as out and about lesbians, as a couple. We both dressed in dresses and got made up and I felt like I was a fish in a fishbowl, not with the guys, but with their wives.
The necessary banter of who has the bigger dick went on, sizing up my lover and she held her own, recognizing early that when it came to dicks she made up for it with what was between her ears. I, was relegated to the women. The CEO's wife, her first dinner with lesbians, asked me out and out what was it like, 'you know, having sex with another woman'. I told her it must not be too different than having sex with a man, but I wouldn't know, no man had ever crossed my threshold. "you mean your a virgin?", No, I mean I don't do dicks. The conversation got quite frank, about sex, and getting hot and whether I ever desired a dick. Oh, no, she said she had to have a dick. OK, I told her have your dick, but for me a great rack and a tight ass and wet pussy did it for me. My boss' wife listened and said at the end that it wasn't right, that's how she felt about it.
My boss asked me the next day if I was alright, meaning he hadn't spent time talking to me. I told him not to worry, I had given his wife a lot to digest. Not all women understand lesbian feelings, even if they spend 90 percent of their time with other women. He laughed and told me he had picked her off the tree before she was ripe and she had been a handful getting her to grow up.
Over the next months I talked a lot with his wife. I mean a lot. Lunches, and dinners, and telephones, and such. She wanted to know, really know, what it was like to be in love with a woman, a woman that loved you back. And sex, what is it really like? She told me I was the first lesbian she had ever talked to, and I answered her truthfully, admitting that being a lesbian had it's own set of problems. Like her bosses wife wanting to know what it was like being a lesbian.
It was one afternoon, after a lunch at the girl's only restaurant that I liked, we were sitting outside on a bench enjoying some ice cream, when she said that she had to get married because she had been close with a girl and had been caught. I asked her 'how close' and she told me, they were caught naked by her mother. She was fourteen and she was married off at seventeen to a guy who got back from the Army and needed a wife, my boss.
Lo and behold, my boss' wife was a lesbian, hiding deep in the closet behind the old coats in the dark. I asked her if she wanted me to help her come out and she said no, by now she was used to him. And she had children. She confessed to me two different times that she slipped up and got intimate with a friend, but she cut it off because she was married. I asked her, how can you be a lesbian and be a man's wife? Do you like that role, you come across so submissive.
I have worked with my boss now for seven years, I'm a lot older and little wiser. I have a close, very close, and emotional relationship with his wife. My lover and mentor tolerates it, she sent me to work around men so this wouldn't happen. She's still in the closet behind the old coats, except with me and my lover. We are the only two people she has come out to. We have embraced her, and we have shown intimate acts in front of her, kissing and hugging. We've encouraged her, but she is not able to move, she lives in her closet, and we let her sit with us and talk whenever she needs to.
I know because I work closely with my boss that he knows, has always known, he knew the day he married her. But back then what was thought was that marriage would set her right.
I worked directly for the CFO and Vice President of all things important. His partner and cofounder was the CEO and chief salesman. They were in the late forties, both married with kids and wives of twenty years, classic male dominated households and submitted wives. They did figure out pretty early that I was a lesbian but curiously they didn't say much about it. One comment from my boss early on that two women he could stand but not two guys. Well we were two women and he invited us to join him for dinner with their wives. Frankly it was the first formal dinner I went to with my lover as out and about lesbians, as a couple. We both dressed in dresses and got made up and I felt like I was a fish in a fishbowl, not with the guys, but with their wives.
The necessary banter of who has the bigger dick went on, sizing up my lover and she held her own, recognizing early that when it came to dicks she made up for it with what was between her ears. I, was relegated to the women. The CEO's wife, her first dinner with lesbians, asked me out and out what was it like, 'you know, having sex with another woman'. I told her it must not be too different than having sex with a man, but I wouldn't know, no man had ever crossed my threshold. "you mean your a virgin?", No, I mean I don't do dicks. The conversation got quite frank, about sex, and getting hot and whether I ever desired a dick. Oh, no, she said she had to have a dick. OK, I told her have your dick, but for me a great rack and a tight ass and wet pussy did it for me. My boss' wife listened and said at the end that it wasn't right, that's how she felt about it.
My boss asked me the next day if I was alright, meaning he hadn't spent time talking to me. I told him not to worry, I had given his wife a lot to digest. Not all women understand lesbian feelings, even if they spend 90 percent of their time with other women. He laughed and told me he had picked her off the tree before she was ripe and she had been a handful getting her to grow up.
Over the next months I talked a lot with his wife. I mean a lot. Lunches, and dinners, and telephones, and such. She wanted to know, really know, what it was like to be in love with a woman, a woman that loved you back. And sex, what is it really like? She told me I was the first lesbian she had ever talked to, and I answered her truthfully, admitting that being a lesbian had it's own set of problems. Like her bosses wife wanting to know what it was like being a lesbian.
It was one afternoon, after a lunch at the girl's only restaurant that I liked, we were sitting outside on a bench enjoying some ice cream, when she said that she had to get married because she had been close with a girl and had been caught. I asked her 'how close' and she told me, they were caught naked by her mother. She was fourteen and she was married off at seventeen to a guy who got back from the Army and needed a wife, my boss.
Lo and behold, my boss' wife was a lesbian, hiding deep in the closet behind the old coats in the dark. I asked her if she wanted me to help her come out and she said no, by now she was used to him. And she had children. She confessed to me two different times that she slipped up and got intimate with a friend, but she cut it off because she was married. I asked her, how can you be a lesbian and be a man's wife? Do you like that role, you come across so submissive.
I have worked with my boss now for seven years, I'm a lot older and little wiser. I have a close, very close, and emotional relationship with his wife. My lover and mentor tolerates it, she sent me to work around men so this wouldn't happen. She's still in the closet behind the old coats, except with me and my lover. We are the only two people she has come out to. We have embraced her, and we have shown intimate acts in front of her, kissing and hugging. We've encouraged her, but she is not able to move, she lives in her closet, and we let her sit with us and talk whenever she needs to.
I know because I work closely with my boss that he knows, has always known, he knew the day he married her. But back then what was thought was that marriage would set her right.
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