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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 36
Straight On The Outside, Lesbian On The Inside
In 2016 my partner decided to take a job on the West Coast. It meant leaving my home town, family, and friends. I chose to stay. A friend from my high school days offered to marry me, let me have four kids, a house and settle down. Right then I was hurting and lonely, and we were married six weeks later.
I became pregnant, found a house and became the housewife he wanted me to be. I got a call from a college friend who had been released from a rehab hospital and needed a place to stay. My husband said no, but she had always been that girl of my dreams. I pleaded, and he gave in, for a weekend, but he wasn't supporting her.
That weekend she pushed him too far and he took it out on her. I was a lot more upset than she was. I told her she had to leave, before things got out of hand. I had some money saved, about 300 and gave it to her. She left, I had the baby, settled in for the long road ahead of me.
After the birth of my second son she called me, could she come see me. She was very polite to my husband and asked if she could be my nanny. I couldn't say no, she was clean, and she promised not to be a problem child with my husband.
For a reason I didn't understand, my husband had no problem with any 'behavior' between us. No sex to him meant sex with a man. He let us get as close as we wanted to. He wanted to watch. I refused, told him that was sick, he threw back that what we did was sick. I got pregnant again.
We kept a low profile, she was my nanny, we got closer and closer but didn't throw it in his face. As promised I got pregnant with my fourth.
She and I are together, he overlooks that as long as we are straight acting in public. I need her, with four kids, and all the work of the house and all. I don't regret getting married. I wouldn't have my kids, or a home of my own. He turns away when we need to be together and as long as I continue to be his wife. And after that screw up when she first came to see me he leaves her alone.
I became pregnant, found a house and became the housewife he wanted me to be. I got a call from a college friend who had been released from a rehab hospital and needed a place to stay. My husband said no, but she had always been that girl of my dreams. I pleaded, and he gave in, for a weekend, but he wasn't supporting her.
That weekend she pushed him too far and he took it out on her. I was a lot more upset than she was. I told her she had to leave, before things got out of hand. I had some money saved, about 300 and gave it to her. She left, I had the baby, settled in for the long road ahead of me.
After the birth of my second son she called me, could she come see me. She was very polite to my husband and asked if she could be my nanny. I couldn't say no, she was clean, and she promised not to be a problem child with my husband.
For a reason I didn't understand, my husband had no problem with any 'behavior' between us. No sex to him meant sex with a man. He let us get as close as we wanted to. He wanted to watch. I refused, told him that was sick, he threw back that what we did was sick. I got pregnant again.
We kept a low profile, she was my nanny, we got closer and closer but didn't throw it in his face. As promised I got pregnant with my fourth.
She and I are together, he overlooks that as long as we are straight acting in public. I need her, with four kids, and all the work of the house and all. I don't regret getting married. I wouldn't have my kids, or a home of my own. He turns away when we need to be together and as long as I continue to be his wife. And after that screw up when she first came to see me he leaves her alone.
