It Was Like That Back Then

When I left college I took a room with a lesbian, in a two bedroom unit. She kept to herself, I went to work and paid my rent. One day, it was early in the morning I went out to use the bathroom and her door was open. To describe it the dyke was on her knees eating her. Bare assed, her naked butt hole and woman sex wide open. I stood and watched before going into the bathroom.

I thought I had been unobserved but it was soon obvious I had been caught. I was confronted, maybe I wanted to join her next time. I told her I wasn't like her. Yes, but until I tried I would never know. I was invited, she became open, not hiding her affections. At first I was uncomfortable but grew accustomed to her kissing and more. And she kept inviting until I relented.

I wasn't ever going to be a dyke, but that's exactly what she was looking for. For three years I lived with her and we had our time together, and I voluntarily joined her. I enjoyed being made love to. Then one weekend after an outing at work a man got ahold of me. It was horrible, worse than I ever imagined. But my welcome with her was over. My life with her went cold, I had betrayed her.

Once I had to move I was thrust into the male world. To be used for his pleasure. Embarrassed and pregnant I married him. My bridesmaid was my one time girlfriend. She kissed me one last time and wished me good luck. I went across to become a wife and mother.

It's been 35 years now, my love partner relented and accepted me back, my husband didn't care as long as no man was involved. He says he understands, but has always been jealous. I have two children. We are still married, I say still, I never dreamt I would be married to him for 35 years.