Bi-Sexual Female / 29
Mixed Up Modern Day Family Living
My grandmother raised me after my mother's OD. She was poor, worked two jobs during the Holidays so I could have something under the tree. They built the new high school and we got zoned to it, an accident of geography. Rich kids, cars for their 16th birthdays. Braces, clothes, contacts.
For whatever reason I was adopted and part of the in crowd. I went to parties in mansions, slept with my best girlfriend. I gave her my virginity. It saved me from getting knocked up. I went to college with her on her father's nickel. I went to Spain with her for our summer abroad. We declared when we were seniors and I was the 'bride' to be.
For the wedding we both wore gowns, declared ourselves wives. We went to Italy on our honeymoon, settled into a new house we got as a wedding g*ft. My grandma moved in with us, on the condition we produced babies for her.
The man we chose we have known since high school. The whole artificial insemination thing seemed so fake so we did what nature does. New babies ten days apart.
I fell in love with him. It really became real after our babies came, I nursed both babies, and my wife worked. It got to the point where I thought of him when she wanted sex. I lost my fire, I couldn't initiate sex with her, and threw myself all over him, straddled him sitting on his dick.
My wife got hurt, my cheating hurt her. I wanted another baby so bad I cried about it.
I got my second baby, we made up and she 'allowed' me to work out my feelings for him. She followed with her second baby a year later, she works I'm the homemaker wife. Still in love with him, but I am back to loving with her. He has to be second fiddle. We don't want him chasing some skirt so we accommodate him. We need him focused on being a full time Daddy, even if that means we have to play house for him. Which means being the 'wives'.
Grandma says everything with her eyes, she didn't raise me like this. New times, new family structure.
For whatever reason I was adopted and part of the in crowd. I went to parties in mansions, slept with my best girlfriend. I gave her my virginity. It saved me from getting knocked up. I went to college with her on her father's nickel. I went to Spain with her for our summer abroad. We declared when we were seniors and I was the 'bride' to be.
For the wedding we both wore gowns, declared ourselves wives. We went to Italy on our honeymoon, settled into a new house we got as a wedding g*ft. My grandma moved in with us, on the condition we produced babies for her.
The man we chose we have known since high school. The whole artificial insemination thing seemed so fake so we did what nature does. New babies ten days apart.
I fell in love with him. It really became real after our babies came, I nursed both babies, and my wife worked. It got to the point where I thought of him when she wanted sex. I lost my fire, I couldn't initiate sex with her, and threw myself all over him, straddled him sitting on his dick.
My wife got hurt, my cheating hurt her. I wanted another baby so bad I cried about it.
I got my second baby, we made up and she 'allowed' me to work out my feelings for him. She followed with her second baby a year later, she works I'm the homemaker wife. Still in love with him, but I am back to loving with her. He has to be second fiddle. We don't want him chasing some skirt so we accommodate him. We need him focused on being a full time Daddy, even if that means we have to play house for him. Which means being the 'wives'.
Grandma says everything with her eyes, she didn't raise me like this. New times, new family structure.
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