I'm Out, But My Heart Is Still With My Prison Wife

During my college experience I attended a party and got busted by undercover cops for possession and selling to a minor (an undercover cop pretending to be a freshman, but told me she was in high school and was there with a friend. I gave her some 'stuff', she insisted on giving me some money for it and I was caught on a wire). I got 5 years, 18 incarcerated and then probation.

In prison I was in an 8 person dormitory. One of the ladies took me and let it be known I was her wife. She got the top bunk girl to swap and put me on the top bunk and she took the bottom bunk. This gave her the opportunity to touch me, breasts, crotch. As her wife my role was to look after her. Make her bed, police the area, keep her personals orderly and clean, prepare her laundry. Wife meant wife. The guards never interfered, I was her wife. P.S., wives socialized with other wives, the doms socialized with other doms.

In the showers one morning, some of the other women screened us so she could get her tongue in me and consummate our marriage. Once it was established that I was her wife and I became her wife life got easy. Day in day out, we did our chores, and we were left alone. No sex, but that could be covered up. At one point I realized she was a born lesbian and she had fallen in love with me. I became the best wife I could be.

When I was released to a halfway house I went through the worst time, I wrote her everyday, she answered until one day she told me she had another wife, she loved me but I wasn't going back. I had to accept this, it broke my heart. After my six months at the halfway house I went home to serve the rest of my probation. During my probation I succumbed to a man's advances and became pregnant. I got married and I became a man's wife.

I miss my 'real' wife. I try to be a good wife but a man's hands are not the same. Maybe it's because I don't love him. Sex is ho hum, I'm good at faking it, but my heart's not in it. I returned to class to finish my degree. A married student with a baby, which my mother helps me with babysitting. I hope my real wife's new wife is good to her. It's lonely in there if you are alone.

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