Bi-Sexual Female / 25
You Are Going To Be A Mother. Nothing Makes You Grow Up Faster
Kaboom. My life changed. I found myself pregnant, unemployed, and totally destitute. I had to ask my mother for me to return home until I could figure out what I was going to do. I should say this now, all through college I played with the lesbian crowd. I had a couple of long lasting relationships but mostly it was a lot of one or two night things with other college girls.
When I graduated with my social science degree I got a job as a cashier at a bank and I got involved with the branch manager, a woman of 35 and experienced in lesbian relationships, aka a true lesbian. She fell in love, like off the cliff falling in love. I liked her and liked the sex and the attention, but I had to change jobs, and she moved me in with her and I was the stay at home wife. I didn't need to work so I didn't.
Everything moved along. Then there was this party of about six couples. We were the only women couple. I went outside to smoke and this man came out to smoke and he convinced me to kiss and he got a handful of tits and ass. It drove my sex drive crazy, I'd been horny for sex before but this was like do me now on the lawn. We went back into the house and 'borrowed' a bedroom and got caught. I lost my virginity, ruined the bedspread, my 'partner' got rid of me for cheating, and I ended up pregnant.
So here I am, 25, no job, pregnant, crazy about this man, my first male crush. He's like it was a good time and all but he isn't going to divorce his wife to get married to me. She was at the party so she knows about us going to the bedroom and all. I won't say she called me a slut, but she used those eyes. I didn't go down the termination of the pregnancy route because they want the baby, but I can't see myself willingly giving my baby away. Don't kid yourself, you get very attached to the baby inside of you. It's MY baby, and his. But I am the mother (to be).
I want to be the MOM. I want to stay home and raise my baby first hand.
When I graduated with my social science degree I got a job as a cashier at a bank and I got involved with the branch manager, a woman of 35 and experienced in lesbian relationships, aka a true lesbian. She fell in love, like off the cliff falling in love. I liked her and liked the sex and the attention, but I had to change jobs, and she moved me in with her and I was the stay at home wife. I didn't need to work so I didn't.
Everything moved along. Then there was this party of about six couples. We were the only women couple. I went outside to smoke and this man came out to smoke and he convinced me to kiss and he got a handful of tits and ass. It drove my sex drive crazy, I'd been horny for sex before but this was like do me now on the lawn. We went back into the house and 'borrowed' a bedroom and got caught. I lost my virginity, ruined the bedspread, my 'partner' got rid of me for cheating, and I ended up pregnant.
So here I am, 25, no job, pregnant, crazy about this man, my first male crush. He's like it was a good time and all but he isn't going to divorce his wife to get married to me. She was at the party so she knows about us going to the bedroom and all. I won't say she called me a slut, but she used those eyes. I didn't go down the termination of the pregnancy route because they want the baby, but I can't see myself willingly giving my baby away. Don't kid yourself, you get very attached to the baby inside of you. It's MY baby, and his. But I am the mother (to be).
I want to be the MOM. I want to stay home and raise my baby first hand.
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