Bi-Sexual Female / 37
When She's All You Can Think Of, When All You Want To Do Is Hold Her
Another boring story about cheating, taking a girl home behind my husband's back, etc. I met this woman who was the President of the League of Women's Voters in our county. She told me that my name was given to her because I did non profit taxes. Seems their treasurer was not up to date and she had failed to file their annual returns and you know it, they got a nasty letter from the IRS.
I agreed to take their case and met with the treasurer, a girl named Amy. Amy was an only daughter of college professor and a social worker, parents divorced but still supported by her father. Her mother turned lesbian after her divorce and was living with a partner who brought girls around to meet Amy. I got all this in the first ten minutes. What do I do? Well, hell I don't know what you do, do you even like women? No, not really. Have you ever been with a man? No, not really. Have you ever been with a girl? Yes, a little. I had to set her straight, you are a lesbian when all you can think about is a girl, when you feel that making love is with a girl, you are attracted to boobs and you are attracted to her ass. You want to bring your face in between her legs and you want her to bring her face in between your legs. Then you are lesbian, right now you are, I do not know what, but you need to get laid.
She only thought about me, all she wanted to do was be with me, everywhere I went Amy came along, like a lost pussy, she clung to me and spontaneously kissed me on the cheek. Her urges got stronger the longer I worked with her, I had to tell her if she kept that up I was going to show her what she did not want to find out. I would eat her out, and kiss her tits and grab her ass, so stop pestering me.
Amy wouldn't stop and I took her back to my home (where my husband and I live) and on the same bed where my husband has sex with me, I ate her out and kissed her tits and grabbed her ass like I told her. I told her if my husband found her there he would treat her as belonging to his house. I impressed on her what that meant. But it wasn't something you can just stop, when my husband got home she was still in our bed with me, wondering what he was going to do to her. I asked him, I said she was there, not to get angry, it was not her fault I had brought her home with me, don't do anything with her he would regret later.
I had brought girls home before, to party with. I told him Amy wasn't a party girl. I went in and got dressed and got Amy dressed and brought her out to meet him. This is Amy, off limits Amy. I asked Amy to help and we whipped up some dinner and we sat down to break bread. He looked at her, she looked at him, I told him to remember, not this girl, she wasn't there for a party.
It was several months later, after all the returns were caught up and filed, after the determination was made that there would be no fines, there was no tax due. It was after all that work, I had Amy over again, we were working on a puzzle on the dining room table. Very domestic, dinner had been served, the kitchen picked up and dishes in the dishwasher. I kissed her just because and she asked me if he was going to do something with her. Why would he do something with you? Because he told me he was going to do something with me.
I gave in, let him fulfill his male needs with Amy. We have an understanding, Amy is not a party girl, she is part of the household. Just because we are amorous is not an invitation for him to join us. When it comes to Amy I've become lesbian.
I agreed to take their case and met with the treasurer, a girl named Amy. Amy was an only daughter of college professor and a social worker, parents divorced but still supported by her father. Her mother turned lesbian after her divorce and was living with a partner who brought girls around to meet Amy. I got all this in the first ten minutes. What do I do? Well, hell I don't know what you do, do you even like women? No, not really. Have you ever been with a man? No, not really. Have you ever been with a girl? Yes, a little. I had to set her straight, you are a lesbian when all you can think about is a girl, when you feel that making love is with a girl, you are attracted to boobs and you are attracted to her ass. You want to bring your face in between her legs and you want her to bring her face in between your legs. Then you are lesbian, right now you are, I do not know what, but you need to get laid.
She only thought about me, all she wanted to do was be with me, everywhere I went Amy came along, like a lost pussy, she clung to me and spontaneously kissed me on the cheek. Her urges got stronger the longer I worked with her, I had to tell her if she kept that up I was going to show her what she did not want to find out. I would eat her out, and kiss her tits and grab her ass, so stop pestering me.
Amy wouldn't stop and I took her back to my home (where my husband and I live) and on the same bed where my husband has sex with me, I ate her out and kissed her tits and grabbed her ass like I told her. I told her if my husband found her there he would treat her as belonging to his house. I impressed on her what that meant. But it wasn't something you can just stop, when my husband got home she was still in our bed with me, wondering what he was going to do to her. I asked him, I said she was there, not to get angry, it was not her fault I had brought her home with me, don't do anything with her he would regret later.
I had brought girls home before, to party with. I told him Amy wasn't a party girl. I went in and got dressed and got Amy dressed and brought her out to meet him. This is Amy, off limits Amy. I asked Amy to help and we whipped up some dinner and we sat down to break bread. He looked at her, she looked at him, I told him to remember, not this girl, she wasn't there for a party.
It was several months later, after all the returns were caught up and filed, after the determination was made that there would be no fines, there was no tax due. It was after all that work, I had Amy over again, we were working on a puzzle on the dining room table. Very domestic, dinner had been served, the kitchen picked up and dishes in the dishwasher. I kissed her just because and she asked me if he was going to do something with her. Why would he do something with you? Because he told me he was going to do something with me.
I gave in, let him fulfill his male needs with Amy. We have an understanding, Amy is not a party girl, she is part of the household. Just because we are amorous is not an invitation for him to join us. When it comes to Amy I've become lesbian.
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