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Straight Male / 45
Arranged More Or Less Marriage To A Woman Who Turned Out To Be Lesbian
I was pushed into it by family to marry a girl, daughter of some friends of the family, before she was old enough to be married, although she was a college student. She was cold, and rejected any form of sexual advance. She slept in another room, she did her duties with cooking and cleaning, she did not lose her virginity until five years after we got married, and then only for the purpose of getting pregnant. Not because she wanted to, but because of outside pressure.
It crossed my mind after our daughter was born, that maybe this girl was a lesbian. She had a friend, but I admit it was a platonic relationship. Neither one had sexual relations with men, her friend grilled and grilled her as to what it was like to submit like that, to submit to be pregnant. My wife asked me to get her pregnant, but do it once and only once. She laid her out on the bed, covered he face with a scarf, sat beside her and held her hand and whispered in her ear while she was being impregnated. Then kicked me out of the room and the two of them didn't come out till the next morning.
I had girlfriends, some for a while, others for the night. I got good at picking up women at bars, and flirting my way up girls skirts at work. I had a reputation, some of these girls got together, they had that in common. My wife found out, she knew I was fucking around, she told me that as long as I didn't touch her she didn't care what girl or how many I fucked. She spent all her free time with her friend, they did things together, they had a child each and what they did did not include me. Not only not there, they didn't talk about it.
On the long road with this wife, I met an we became long term lovers, with a girl from California. She was totally fine with living as the other woman, she didn't want the burden of a house or children. She liked the adventure, the sex out on the patio, the trips to the mountains. She liked being the hostess, but she liked living alone. It was the way the relationship developed.
My wife was a lesbian girl when I first met her, when I married her, when she got pregnant, when she had me get her girlfriend pregnant. She's a lesbian now and so is her girlfriend. Neither is capable of making hard decisions and have grown to look to me for that. And of course to be a father to their children. My girlfriend is a known person and they are all three polite to each other. My girlfriend's unanswered question is how they allowed themselves to have sex to get pregnant.
It crossed my mind after our daughter was born, that maybe this girl was a lesbian. She had a friend, but I admit it was a platonic relationship. Neither one had sexual relations with men, her friend grilled and grilled her as to what it was like to submit like that, to submit to be pregnant. My wife asked me to get her pregnant, but do it once and only once. She laid her out on the bed, covered he face with a scarf, sat beside her and held her hand and whispered in her ear while she was being impregnated. Then kicked me out of the room and the two of them didn't come out till the next morning.
I had girlfriends, some for a while, others for the night. I got good at picking up women at bars, and flirting my way up girls skirts at work. I had a reputation, some of these girls got together, they had that in common. My wife found out, she knew I was fucking around, she told me that as long as I didn't touch her she didn't care what girl or how many I fucked. She spent all her free time with her friend, they did things together, they had a child each and what they did did not include me. Not only not there, they didn't talk about it.
On the long road with this wife, I met an we became long term lovers, with a girl from California. She was totally fine with living as the other woman, she didn't want the burden of a house or children. She liked the adventure, the sex out on the patio, the trips to the mountains. She liked being the hostess, but she liked living alone. It was the way the relationship developed.
My wife was a lesbian girl when I first met her, when I married her, when she got pregnant, when she had me get her girlfriend pregnant. She's a lesbian now and so is her girlfriend. Neither is capable of making hard decisions and have grown to look to me for that. And of course to be a father to their children. My girlfriend is a known person and they are all three polite to each other. My girlfriend's unanswered question is how they allowed themselves to have sex to get pregnant.


