Like Timex, This Relationship With A Lesbian Couple Keeps On Ticking

Back in my mid thirties I was an accounting manager for a mid sized company in a mid sized city in an industrial business. The accounting department had one supervisor and four clerks, all women. The supervisor was a Mexican American woman in her late twenties, the clerks varied in age from fifty to twenty.

One day on the off and off I asked the supervisor why she wasn't married. We were work friends and from time to time we talked about personal stuff. She leaned over and told me that I shouldn't be asking that, it was an HR no no. But since I asked I should know that she slept with girls. I asked her if there was someone special in her life and she said there was a girl, her name was Miriam and they had been together for three years. Unlike her, Miriam had never been to college, but was also Mexican American.

I don't know why, at the time it just seemed natural, I told her I had never 'had' a Mexican girl. Without missing a beat she said that everyone knows Mexican pussy is the best, I should try it. We laughed, and then she got embarrassed.

Several weeks later, another afternoon when we were reviewing the first cut of the financials, I asked her if she had ever had a man in her life. She shook her head, 'no, why do you ask'. I said that everyone knows that a white man is the way for a Mexican woman to improve her race, a Mexican expression I had heard in college. She asked me, very serious, 'do you want a Mexican woman?' I answered that since she had told me that Mexican pussy was the best that is all I could think about.

We fucked that night. She said it was her fist time with a man and I told her it was my first time with Mexican pussy. We fucked the next night and the next night after that. She was surprised she liked it, a white man getting her Mexican pussy. I told her she was right, Mexican pussy is the best. And we continued to fuck, and go out and soon we were seeing each other exclusively. Miriam her girlfriend either had to accept it or walk away. Miriam accepted it, but didn't like it.

One of those days, many days into this relationship, she told Miriam that she had to get into it or there wasn't any room for her. Miriam was a third wheel and the message was clear. Miriam joined us, and to my surprise because I had never seen any affection or sexual activity between them, it was outright lesbian sex in my presence. Don't fuck us until it's over. and US was the operative word. That night I fucked Miriam. Younger and not so much into it, but just as sweet Mexican pussy.

All this occurred at the end of the last century, we are still together. We aren't married and don't live together. She and Miriam live together and are out and out lesbians, much more so than they were back when I first met them. But, when it comes to giving up their Mexican pussy only one man, me, gets their pussy. After these twenty five years its familiar, and they are familiar, giving up their pussy isn't an issue. It's mine they remind me. Whether one on one or when we all have sex together.