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My Spouse
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Straight Female / 39
His Other Girlfriend
His other girlfriend. I started dating him slowly until we had an exclusive thing going. I liked him well enough and at my age I needed to settle down and he had the requisite degree, job and was single with out baggage. So I thought.
One night after sex he was quiet and I asked him what he was thinking about and he said if I wanted to know he was thinking about 'her'. He missed her and wished she was with him right then, he wanted to hold her and love on her. It did not make me feel good. I had no knowledge about her and I asked him if they were over, but apparently not. Several more times, after sex he was silent and he was thinking of her.
I looked her up, it wasn't difficult he still kept all her contact information, and I called her. I introduced myself and told her that he was wishing for her to be with him. She told me she was over him and had moved on. I insisted. Can she come over, we can meet someplace but if she could come over it was better, and maybe that would shock him into realizing that his attachment was a thing of the past.
It backfired completely. I've never seen a man kiss a woman so completely. Or seen a woman completely melt and allow herself to be kissed that way. Whatever it was, it was all there. I nodded and sat in the living room while they got reacquainted. She came out first, said sorry, but it was all out of her control. He came out a bit later looking fresh and happy. I told him that it was obvious that he was with her and we needed to go our separate ways and he should move out. Go live with her.
That ended up in a once in a lifetime 'fucking'. It was like nothing I had ever experienced and don't think I ever will again. He fucked me. Fucked me into submission and he told me he had no intention of letting me go. To prove his point he decided to marry me and he went straight for jugular and got me pregnant immediately (not that I minded, at that point that was all I wanted). I couldn't wait to call her and tell her I was pregnant. See, I have a baby bump. It didn't go well, not at all like I imagined. She was hurt alright, but she clung to him and demanded to know why he had never wanted to get her pregnant.
Things were not over between them, if anything they were worse. He became sullen again and wanted her with him, breakfast, lunch and dinner. There I was with a newborn baby and she was complaining to him about why not her. I gave in and told him to just knock her up, do what he should have done a long time ago. It was obvious that she wasn't just in the mood, she was beyond help. I delivered her baby. I'm a nurse with over ten years experience and had delivered several dozen babies so why not this one. I attended the whole delivery personally and received her baby in my hands. When I laid the baby on her chest to welcome her baby I told her we shared a lot more that just this baby. I tended her through her pregnancy and I delivered her baby.
Things never got settled between them. She has her baby now but she is still his girlfriend. There have been many nights when I just get out of bed and go to her room and tell her to go to him. We are anything but kids, I am 39 and she is 41. He is 46. We have these two children, one is seven and the other one is going on six. They are close like a brother and sister should be. I'm tied to her through all eternity, our children share a father and we share him.
One day, maybe, he will kiss me like he kisses her. That's the one thing I'm jealous of, watching him kiss her always gives me chicken bumps and makes my heart race. Otherwise we all get along fine.
One night after sex he was quiet and I asked him what he was thinking about and he said if I wanted to know he was thinking about 'her'. He missed her and wished she was with him right then, he wanted to hold her and love on her. It did not make me feel good. I had no knowledge about her and I asked him if they were over, but apparently not. Several more times, after sex he was silent and he was thinking of her.
I looked her up, it wasn't difficult he still kept all her contact information, and I called her. I introduced myself and told her that he was wishing for her to be with him. She told me she was over him and had moved on. I insisted. Can she come over, we can meet someplace but if she could come over it was better, and maybe that would shock him into realizing that his attachment was a thing of the past.
It backfired completely. I've never seen a man kiss a woman so completely. Or seen a woman completely melt and allow herself to be kissed that way. Whatever it was, it was all there. I nodded and sat in the living room while they got reacquainted. She came out first, said sorry, but it was all out of her control. He came out a bit later looking fresh and happy. I told him that it was obvious that he was with her and we needed to go our separate ways and he should move out. Go live with her.
That ended up in a once in a lifetime 'fucking'. It was like nothing I had ever experienced and don't think I ever will again. He fucked me. Fucked me into submission and he told me he had no intention of letting me go. To prove his point he decided to marry me and he went straight for jugular and got me pregnant immediately (not that I minded, at that point that was all I wanted). I couldn't wait to call her and tell her I was pregnant. See, I have a baby bump. It didn't go well, not at all like I imagined. She was hurt alright, but she clung to him and demanded to know why he had never wanted to get her pregnant.
Things were not over between them, if anything they were worse. He became sullen again and wanted her with him, breakfast, lunch and dinner. There I was with a newborn baby and she was complaining to him about why not her. I gave in and told him to just knock her up, do what he should have done a long time ago. It was obvious that she wasn't just in the mood, she was beyond help. I delivered her baby. I'm a nurse with over ten years experience and had delivered several dozen babies so why not this one. I attended the whole delivery personally and received her baby in my hands. When I laid the baby on her chest to welcome her baby I told her we shared a lot more that just this baby. I tended her through her pregnancy and I delivered her baby.
Things never got settled between them. She has her baby now but she is still his girlfriend. There have been many nights when I just get out of bed and go to her room and tell her to go to him. We are anything but kids, I am 39 and she is 41. He is 46. We have these two children, one is seven and the other one is going on six. They are close like a brother and sister should be. I'm tied to her through all eternity, our children share a father and we share him.
One day, maybe, he will kiss me like he kisses her. That's the one thing I'm jealous of, watching him kiss her always gives me chicken bumps and makes my heart race. Otherwise we all get along fine.
