My Wife, She Happens To Have Been A Lesbian

In college, I was a grad student about to finish my Master's, I met this girl at a party. Smart, well spoken, assertive, but a little bit of a bitch. Things got hot between us, I don't mean sexually, a contest of sorts, who had the bigger dick. It got out of hand and I used physical force to subdue her, I wanted her to admit that against a man she would always lose. She fought back, I got behind her to get away from her hands and carried her to a room to get away from the crowd. She was kicking pretty hard and wouldn't shut up and I put her face down on the bed and held her down with my weight until she shut up. By the time she shut up I was humping between her legs and was as hard as I had ever been. One way or another I was going to fuck her.

She grabbed the pillow and buried her head into it and I got her pants down and got my pants down and my dick went to work, digging in between her legs until I found her wet hole and went in and in a half minute I ejaculated. I got off of her and told her that was a lesson, she needed to learn to keep her trap shut. She stayed on her stomach with her pants down to her knees, her naked butt exposed so I kissed her butt cheek and told her that I was going to keep fucking her so she might as well let people know she was in a relationship.

She turned over onto her back and told me I was a jerk and she would decide if I kept fucking her. I told her the decision was made, so get used to it. We continued to fight along the lines of our first argument in the kitchen and told her if she didn't keep her trap shut I would fuck her again. Her response was typical, so fuck me, I don't care. So I did, this time on her back with her pants completely off and I shoved her top up over her breasts. This time I held her face with both hands and kissed her giving her tongue while I fucked her.

We stayed on the bed under the sheet, both of us naked from the waist down. She wouldn't get up and neither did I. After a very long pause she said to the ceiling if she was pregnant I had to marry her. And that's what happened three months later, we got married at the school chapel with her sister as her maid of honor and my best friend holding the rings. After I graduated we moved to Fort Worth to work for General Dynamics and she transferred to UT Arlington for her degree.

When asked how we met she usually says in college, but if asked what attracted her to me she says she didn't have a choice, I impregnated her so we got married. She tried staying home with the kids, we ended up with three, but it was to unnerving for her so we had a nanny instead. The nanny took on the responsibilities of the house while she worked. Even now, with kids in college we still have a 'nanny'. They are like a hand and glove outfit, in their own special world that they understand. Sometimes when she is nervous she gets up and goes and sleeps with Cristina and if I am out of town Cristina comes to our room to sleep with her. I'm no fool, believe me, it took about two weeks for me to figure them out. It didn't take much, when I got up to pee I could see them laid out on the bed half naked, she never believed in closing the door, not for us and not when she is with Cristina. Showing and receiving affection from Cristina in front of me and the children.

Not much effort on my part to figure it out. My wife is happy, things got a whole lot better when Cristina came to work for us as a nanny. To this day, if I have urges, she buries her head in a pillow and exposes her heinie. But it isn't a surprise if I wake up and she's with Cristina.