As A Woman I Was All Grown Up While He Was Still A 'Teenager'

I found an old picture of when I turned fifteen. At that time, the whole fifteen party thing was a formal affair, you wore a really nice evening gown, and high heels, and your father and close family wore a tux. You were presented in society as old enough to date, not have sex, just date.

I faced my sex life at twenty one. In college to a guy who had already made up his mind, and I was the 'object of his affection'. It wasn't easy at all. The first time I was undressed in front of a guy. A guy who examined me very carefully, my hips and my tits. He focused on my hips and my tits. At that time, that night, I could not for the life of me understand the hip thing. He grabbed me by the hips, sizing me up. All before taking my virginity away for ever.

The saying that if you find yourself under a man, you never get over him is true. How many other girls came before me, I really didn't care. But I was not going to be one of those girls who had casual sex. I went into girlfriend mode immediately, straightening out the bed, and fixing the coffee and 'serving' him. I had the hips for it, the 'ass' for it, not to mention the tits. He had a woman on his hands, not some college girl to fuck and leave.

I told him, how he looked reflected on me. I ironed his shirts, I ironed his shorts, I kept house at his place. The bathrooms were going to be spic and span. How he lived reflected on me. I tossed out his shoes, they were gross and forced him to buy a new pair. And get a fucking haircut, and shave. When he grabbed me by the hips and sized me up I knew I was going to be the mother of his kids. That's what hips are for, baby making hips. I have the hips and the ass for it. So go ahead and make me pregnant, I was ready. I had sex, I got pregnant.

I won't say that much of what I described above went through my conscious mind at the time, I 'reacted'. The getting pregnant was a reaction too. If he fucked me, he fucked me to get pregnant. I was not one of those girls who had casual sex.

It put a huge strain on the relationship, the getting pregnant part put a financial strain on both of us, the baby was full time, not a moment to yourself. Living together was a disaster, I was ready for a conventional married house, he was not. He had sex, that part he did do, but he wasn't ready to be married and he wasn't ready to be a parent. I was, women mature faster than men, and a pregnant woman matures real fast.

We left college, I had my foot hard on the accelerator of life, got pregnant again, and then again, I wanted a house. Sure I was only twenty five, but why did that make a house out of the question? I had the hips and ass, and tits, to be a woman, and I wanted to be a woman with a family, kids, a house and a dog in the backyard.

A wise older woman of thirty five told me to let off the accelerator, suck his dick, walk around naked, bend over and let him get a peek at your butt hole, laugh when he fucked me, make it fun. She told me to wear a light dress, no underwear, and straddle him at the breakfast table and take it all in. If I didn't lighten up he was going to walk. She could see that in his eyes.

The hardest thing I ever did was have sex for fun. Wear something that I never wore? walk around like I never walked around, bend over? No way. Suck his dick? Are you crazy?

We left the kids with my parents, and went on a cruise. I sucked his dick. I bent over and told him fuck me in the ass. I wore this bikini that showed everything, camel toe and all. He asked me what the fuck was I doing? Act my age. He wasn't out with some stripper, he was with his wife. Wife's don't do that. My baby making hips were for making babies. And my tits, well he liked my tits so it was ok if he could play with them before getting down to business.

We had a nice cruise, I went over the menus to help him decide on what to have, we played bingo, we went to the dance review after dinner. Sure he grabbed my ass in line one night, just to remind me who was my husband. He likes boring, missionary sex. And that's what I give him.