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My Family
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Lesbian Female / 42
Making It Work
I have been married, to a man, for twenty years. I have two children, 12 and 9. I am, and have always been, a lesbian. My marriage came after college and three years after he 'made me his' and no one took my side. My sister, one year younger, made the comment that I had finally met a man who bridled me and wasn't going to set me free. Get used to it, when he pulls you up by the hair, open wide.
The night 'he put me in my place' was for my sister's birthday, sex was on her bed, one shoe off, one pant leg off, panties torn off, my shirt on, his pants below his waist. Get the picture? No passion involved. My sister was excited I'd been 'fucked and put away wet'. I was undressed by her and her best friend so he could see what he bought. He fucked me after that, I had to learn to cook and iron his shirts. How 'he' looked reflected on me.
I was 'frigid' and the cure was repeated sex, and the threat was he was going to fuck and if I wasn't under him another girl would. I 'got' married in a big wedding, my mother's ultimate expression that whether I liked it or not, I was now a 'woman'. I got notes, messages, talks. What was my problem? By the time my sister was married for five years she had two children. 'You are not getting younger, get to work, get your uterus working before it shrivels up and it has to be cut out'. I had to lay before him for him to impregnate me.
It wasn't until I was 35 that I told him I was gay, homosexual, lesbian and that I was in love with Anne not him. Tough shit, you're married, when it's time to get in bed, you sleep with your husband. Anne said she understood but she didn't. I offered to let her go but she stayed and flaunted in front of my husband. Three ways don't work, not like you think. But for me it was three way or nothing.
I won't leave my husband, like it or not I'm married. I don't resent my sister or my mother, after all I owe them, I'm a mother. Anne gets called 'my friend', the 'third wheel', the 'other wife'. She is not actively sexual with him, we are lovers, but I sleep with him. A wife never leaves her husband's side, and lots of other rules to live by. And if it's cold and he's been satisfied Anne cuddles up with me till morning.
Twenty years later, bridled and put up wet, and married. My two kids are everything. Anne has her space in the Mother in Law suite and my husband has stopped complaining. Three ways are the most difficult, we work at every day, the three of us, whether he likes it or not he's married. One and a half wives are better than none.
The night 'he put me in my place' was for my sister's birthday, sex was on her bed, one shoe off, one pant leg off, panties torn off, my shirt on, his pants below his waist. Get the picture? No passion involved. My sister was excited I'd been 'fucked and put away wet'. I was undressed by her and her best friend so he could see what he bought. He fucked me after that, I had to learn to cook and iron his shirts. How 'he' looked reflected on me.
I was 'frigid' and the cure was repeated sex, and the threat was he was going to fuck and if I wasn't under him another girl would. I 'got' married in a big wedding, my mother's ultimate expression that whether I liked it or not, I was now a 'woman'. I got notes, messages, talks. What was my problem? By the time my sister was married for five years she had two children. 'You are not getting younger, get to work, get your uterus working before it shrivels up and it has to be cut out'. I had to lay before him for him to impregnate me.
It wasn't until I was 35 that I told him I was gay, homosexual, lesbian and that I was in love with Anne not him. Tough shit, you're married, when it's time to get in bed, you sleep with your husband. Anne said she understood but she didn't. I offered to let her go but she stayed and flaunted in front of my husband. Three ways don't work, not like you think. But for me it was three way or nothing.
I won't leave my husband, like it or not I'm married. I don't resent my sister or my mother, after all I owe them, I'm a mother. Anne gets called 'my friend', the 'third wheel', the 'other wife'. She is not actively sexual with him, we are lovers, but I sleep with him. A wife never leaves her husband's side, and lots of other rules to live by. And if it's cold and he's been satisfied Anne cuddles up with me till morning.
Twenty years later, bridled and put up wet, and married. My two kids are everything. Anne has her space in the Mother in Law suite and my husband has stopped complaining. Three ways are the most difficult, we work at every day, the three of us, whether he likes it or not he's married. One and a half wives are better than none.
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