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My Spouse
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Straight Female / 59
Bob's Wife
I left home for college excited and looking forward to freedom from supervision. Over labor day our dorm had a welcome party at the rec center. Upperclassmen came to check out the chicks. A senior, Bob, paid attention to me and I got lucky. Two week in college and I got banged by a senior.
Bob wasn't just any senior, he was 'the' Big Man on Campus. I got congratulated by dome of the girls in my dorm, girls that weren't that lucky. Bob came looking for me and he let me know he thought I was a keeper. I needed to consider myself as being off the market. I wasn't catch and release, he 'owned' me now. Bob was used to owning girlfriends.
For a while being owned was fun. Always had a date, hung out with the seniors. After a weekend party Bob wanted some. He told me it was time for a new experience. He wanted my 'virginity'. Somehow he concluded he wasn't my first, it was time to give him my 'behind hole'. It hurt. I tried to get him to stop but he wasn't going to stop so I had to put up with it. That's when belonging to him got old.
Bob wouldn't have it, me breaking up. He was graduating in the Spring and he wasn't leaving without a wife to call his own. He let me know he had decided that I was it and I was going with him. He looked into it and he decided we were getting married the next summer, after graduation. He was going to let me know the foll8wing spring. But now that the cat was out of the bag we might as well be married now.
The Justice of the Peace asked me three times, was I sure I wanted to get married. He even asked if I was pregnant. We got married, eloped really. My folks took it pretty bad, his folks too. My friends all thought the same thing, I told them I was pregnant. That stopped all the bad talk.
We celebrated our 40th anniversary. I had a 'miscarriage' to explain away my freshman pregnancy. After I finished my degree I got pregnant for real and helped Bob with his business. He set up an industrial garage door company and we now have 80% market penetration in our neck of the woods. My Dad has had a hard time admitting Bob did pretty good for himself. I did better with Bob than all of my friends. Sure he can be bossy and he's not all that polished like my parents wanted, but he knew he had the best catch that long ago Labor Day.
Bob wasn't just any senior, he was 'the' Big Man on Campus. I got congratulated by dome of the girls in my dorm, girls that weren't that lucky. Bob came looking for me and he let me know he thought I was a keeper. I needed to consider myself as being off the market. I wasn't catch and release, he 'owned' me now. Bob was used to owning girlfriends.
For a while being owned was fun. Always had a date, hung out with the seniors. After a weekend party Bob wanted some. He told me it was time for a new experience. He wanted my 'virginity'. Somehow he concluded he wasn't my first, it was time to give him my 'behind hole'. It hurt. I tried to get him to stop but he wasn't going to stop so I had to put up with it. That's when belonging to him got old.
Bob wouldn't have it, me breaking up. He was graduating in the Spring and he wasn't leaving without a wife to call his own. He let me know he had decided that I was it and I was going with him. He looked into it and he decided we were getting married the next summer, after graduation. He was going to let me know the foll8wing spring. But now that the cat was out of the bag we might as well be married now.
The Justice of the Peace asked me three times, was I sure I wanted to get married. He even asked if I was pregnant. We got married, eloped really. My folks took it pretty bad, his folks too. My friends all thought the same thing, I told them I was pregnant. That stopped all the bad talk.
We celebrated our 40th anniversary. I had a 'miscarriage' to explain away my freshman pregnancy. After I finished my degree I got pregnant for real and helped Bob with his business. He set up an industrial garage door company and we now have 80% market penetration in our neck of the woods. My Dad has had a hard time admitting Bob did pretty good for himself. I did better with Bob than all of my friends. Sure he can be bossy and he's not all that polished like my parents wanted, but he knew he had the best catch that long ago Labor Day.
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