And Now We Have It All,

In high school I was on the swim team. Our high school was perennially State level competitors and had won all State many times. My family moved so I could swim there. At the time we wore these very tight, sleek, swimwear, high over the hip, half a cheek out, obvious mounds. Not for the guys, for the other girls. Don't get me wrong, some girls were dick girls, but some girls were not. I was not, and the focus of my attention was Laura, a Junior, tall and long legs, tits trapped against the fabric of her suit, long crotch, totally shaved, vulva and cleft out front, her clit poked out when she had her pussy rubbed, licked, eaten, and when her nipples were sucked.

We shared a room when we travelled, snuggled up in bed, naked. Lots of showering together, shaving each other, pussy licking, tit sucking, butt spanking, tonsil hockey, horny little bitch fucking. We were girlfriends for life.

But we weren't dumb. We went onto college, I went on a scholarship, she came a year later and walked onto the swim team. We lived together and slept in a full size bed, pretzels, we made love every night. Whatever queer was in us, it came out in college. After graduation I took a job as an assistant swim team coach back home, she followed a year later and got a job as a 3rd grade teacher. We lived together.

We were outed by an ex teammate from our high school days and for the sake of the school we were asked to resign. Fuck them, we left town and got jobs in the big city where girls living together was not a problem. But by the time we were in our late twenties we wanted what every other girl wants, a husband with a good job, a household of kids, a picket fence and we wanted to go home.

We married a couple of guys, moved back home, had kids, and stayed home to raise them. From time to time, our kisses had tongue, our pussies got wet, our hands fell on our chest, our pussies got licked, spent time under the covers while the kids took their naps. It wasn't cheating, no penetration, just two girls who loved each other, high school girlfriends. What our husbands didn't see, didn't hurt them.

We shared Thanksgiving again. As we always do, fixing dinner for husbands, parents, and little kids too. Up please. Mommy. More.

And we shared a long kiss in the closet of her bedroom.

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by Anonymous on Nov 29, 2021 at 1:37 PM

As a 31 year old lesbian in a LTR with my SO, I want more and more to have a husband. I want kids. I want a house, not an apartment. I can't afford rent on my own. A husband to support me, fill me up with kids, that's what I want now. If, I could also have my SO that would be nice. But now I'm willing to give up my relationship with her and get married to a man who will have me, support me, and fill me with babies.

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