I Married A College Friend And She Turned Out To Be Lesbian

I married a girl who in time it became obvious, first to me and then to her, that she was lesbian. Those first few years were miserable, I kept trying to figure out what was wrong, The first sexual acts were met by a cold stone wall. Married less than a month and she had clammed up completely. All the other parts, the social, the work around the house, those she did without complaining. But sex, it was a cold bed.

I stepped out with a girl I knew from work. We got hot and heavy, and she told me that some women have problems with sex, that maybe a doctor should examine her. That didn't answer the problem. In a few short months she had moved to he own room, and I was even more involved with my girlfriend from work. One day I told her that if I couldn't get sex at home I would have a girlfriend. She didn't object, in fact she welcomed my girlfriend. Better her, than my wife, was her attitude. One day she asked my girlfriend if she really liked it, my wife could not understand.

We joined a group from our alma matter and it was there that my wife met her soul mate, the only one that understood her. Although these girls were both lesbians, they became closer and closer friends with out resorting to sex. A platonic love, so to speak. My wife was still in full denial and her friend a very religious girl wasn't going to make the first move. It was watching them when they were together that gave me the feeling that my suspicions were right. When I confronted my wife and suggested she became defensive about it. That's how our daughter came about. Her response to me after sex that day was what did I like about that?

For fifteen years we continued, an obligatory sibling was my wife's submission to sex another time. It took longer for her to get pregnant, she accused me of wanting to be put her under my thumb. All along my work girlfriend stayed the course, the familiar life with her, she embraced and accommodated me, and was quite frankly my wife's other best friend. She agreed with me that my wife and her platonic love were lesbians. By now we were in our late thirties so my girlfriend agreed to have a child of her own.

With my girlfriend obviously pregnant around the house, my wife's shell cracked. She said something under her breath about her platonic love, maybe I was right. It was another year before we got divorced and I married my girlfriend and she and her platonic love moved in together. My now wife was the one that kept her finger on that relationship and assured me that they were sleeping together.

In the big picture, so to speak, my ex wife continues to feel that her true place is still as my wife, she and her now girlfriend hide much of their life from the outside world. It is only my now wife that is let inside. It is only with my now wife that the word lesbian has been used. My now wife encourages them to just surrender, give in, don't continue to deny themselves a life they deserve together. But what if anything goes on in their bedroom, is for us to guess.