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 Lesbian in a Straight Marriage
It's the same old same old. My husband and I had been married for ten years, and sex was becoming less and less infrequent, and when we were intimate, it seemed more as though it was because he was expecting it than anything else. I hadn't truly enjoyed myself on that level in a long time.
And then came the fantasies. To my surprise, they weren't male. I was having sex with my husband and picturing the latest supermodel in my head. It was the same when I touched myself. It wasn't my husband or another man that was toying with me in my mind, it was a woman from work, or a celebrity. How could this be?
I'd always loved my husband, but it was becoming clearer that it was not a love on that level. It terrified me to think of what he'd think or say if he found out that I was having these thoughts.
Then came Wendy. She was the new girl at the office. She was openly gay, and very single:and gorgeous. It took months and months for me to talk to her about it, but I did. And one evening, I went home with her. And for the first time in my life, it felt truly right. I did tell my husband and then the day after because I wouldn't live a lie.
My husband and I divorced soon afterwards. And though the romantic relationship between Wendy and I lasted only a few months, we have remained close friends ever since. I'm sure that the right person is out there for me somewhere. And I'm happy now that I know that person is a woman.
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