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My Spouse
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Straight Male / 32
I Somehow Got Myself In The Middle Of Platonic Girls
I was offered to attend an executive MBA program. I lived in a rented condo near the University. I met this grad student Veronica who was working with pure math. A brain case, but her feet weren't on the ground. She lived with an equally brain case roommate Alexandra. I liked her.
Veronica was not sexual, at least not with me. If you ask me she and Alexandra had a head thing going. But one night I did what I did and broke Veronica's hymen. Alexandra went ballistic. And that's when my problems began.
I no longer had any doubts about them. Two head case girls deeply in platonic love, except now one of them had been screwed and she stuck to me like glue. I put it like this, she was smart, pretty enough, but immature. And Alexandra wasn't going to let her go.
The whole situation began to interfere with my studies. When Veronica told me that Alexandra was a foreign student from Canada and she wanted her to stay after her graduation I smelled she was setting me up. She showed me the doctors report, she was pregnant. Don't marry her, marry Alexandra instead.
As it stands I did marry Alexandra and her papers are moving along. Veronica's baby is doing fine, living with the two women. Both women have finished their degrees. I'm finished with my MBA and returned to work. In order to sustain the front of the marriage they have moved to live with me. It's a strictly a hands off arrangement. I keep the sword over their heads, I may just decide to consummate the marriage. Or maybe insist on a new baby. After all they ate just down the hall.
Veronica was not sexual, at least not with me. If you ask me she and Alexandra had a head thing going. But one night I did what I did and broke Veronica's hymen. Alexandra went ballistic. And that's when my problems began.
I no longer had any doubts about them. Two head case girls deeply in platonic love, except now one of them had been screwed and she stuck to me like glue. I put it like this, she was smart, pretty enough, but immature. And Alexandra wasn't going to let her go.
The whole situation began to interfere with my studies. When Veronica told me that Alexandra was a foreign student from Canada and she wanted her to stay after her graduation I smelled she was setting me up. She showed me the doctors report, she was pregnant. Don't marry her, marry Alexandra instead.
As it stands I did marry Alexandra and her papers are moving along. Veronica's baby is doing fine, living with the two women. Both women have finished their degrees. I'm finished with my MBA and returned to work. In order to sustain the front of the marriage they have moved to live with me. It's a strictly a hands off arrangement. I keep the sword over their heads, I may just decide to consummate the marriage. Or maybe insist on a new baby. After all they ate just down the hall.
