Feeling Good About Being A Woman

During a period of desperation I shifted and agreed to be the girlfriend of a wealthy man. He was 40. I was 29. One year later I had a baby. Another year another baby, 18 months later twins. I was trapped financially and emotionally. By then I was over my anxiety attacks, and my inability to take care of myself. Four kids, flooded with female hormones, hours of quiet nursing, household responsibilities, financial security. For the first time since I was a little girl I felt completely female.

Then I started to resent his dominance over me. Face it, I was completely dependent, and he had gotten used to a woman looking after him. He stopped being supportive, became demanding. My day started with chores, ended with chores, and he was supercharged with work and took it out on me at night. He was going to fuck. Period. I had to resort to lubricants, my pussy was dry, and he wanted pussy morning, noon and night.

I felt used and abused. I went to a marriage counselor. She literally laughed when I told her all he wanted to do was fuck me. "You are complaining because your husband wants you for sex?". What I heard in my mind was 'No infidelity, no fucking the secretary, no cutting off your financial support, takes you on vacations, you have a nice comfortable home, and you complain because your husband wants to fuck you?'

I went home, fixed chicken fried steaks for dinner, told the kids it was Mommy night, so don't knock on the door, took a long bath, lubed up early, sucked his dick and he fell asleep. So much for Mommy night.

I never felt more of a woman than that night with his arm around me.