My Wife, A Lesbian, Or So She Says

Twenty years ago I was flying into Calgary and a very attractive woman sat beside me. We small talked, enough for her to tell me she worked for a bank. When I tried to push the conversation she told me it was going anywhere, she was from the other team and her preferences were with women and not men. This was all before the out and out gay behavior of today.

Getting off the plane and standing in line for immigration I asked her where she was staying and she told me her hotel which happened to be mine. I told her I had a car coming for me and I would be glad to give her a ride. Once in the car I asked her to dinner, she tried to refuse but I pressed on and she accepted. She dressed very conservatively, very banker type and we went to a better than average restaurant and she joined the conversation. We spoke about things, not politics, not sex, normal things like growing up, college, traveling.

Back at the hotel I took her to her room and asked for a kiss. A real kiss. She refused, turning her body to the door. I insisted, I wanted a kiss from her, I told her I wanted to get hard, I wanted to show her that she was designed for a man, I wanted to use her body and her mind for my pleasure and any pleasure she derived she was welcome to it. Give me the kiss.

She sighed, a sigh. And she let me kiss her, I insisted she kiss back and make me hard, but her answer was to open the door and tell me to do what I wanted to do, just don't hurt her. I had no intentions of hurting her. She was in the light of the lamp beside the bed a very attractive woman, by then I knew she was 33 and never married, a pronounced lesbian. Undressing her took some time, but she let me take each and every piece of her clothing off, I sat on the bed kissing her belly, her thighs, her mound, and reaching up kissed both of her nipples.

To the words that she didn't know what she was doing, I laid her back and opened her legs and went down on her, the way a man does, I have no idea how a woman does. I was preparing her for penetration. Penetration was easy, she was very wet, and to the sounds of her telling me not to hurt her I completed my mission. I told her it was impolite not to sleep with me and I stayed with her that night.

That was 20 years ago, during that time she married me, our daughter turns 18 and our son 14. She claims to this day that she is a lesbian caught up in my world. She points out women from time to time telling me if she was free that his the type of woman she would want to get to know. If she was free. She is accommodating with sex, from time to time she asks me to grab her hard but not hurt her, just hard, her breasts or her buns, to take her, to 'ravage' her, to just do it and shut up and don't make any comments.