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Anything Goes
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Lesbian Female / 40
As the bio information states I am a 40 year old lesbian, primarily. I say primarily because I have sex with my baby daddy. It is like a drug. He touches me and 'things' start to happen. He has power over me. My partner has noticed that I sit and listen, I don't interrupt, which is not my nature.
I met him 15 years ago at work. One of my coworkers was in an affair with him. She knew I was gay and suggested that he would do the honors if I wanted a child. Ha Ha Ha, I laughed at her, me wanting a child? Crazy, right, until I sat across from him and I listened to him. I was mesmerized, my coworker told me he liked me, I needed some polishing, but I 'would do'.
My coworker told me he 'wanted' me. Maybe we could go out together. After many weeks, and getting closer and closer with her, I went out together with them. She invited me to bed with them. I told her she was crazy, she kissed me, a real kiss and whispered to me that she wanted me to be with her. I asked her if she was gay? Her answer didn't make sense, not gay, but she liked playing with a girl in a three way, male, female, female. Maybe he would screw me, but in the end he could only screw one of us, leaving us, she and I to enjoy ourselves, and he liked watching.
Well, he screwed me. He screws me. All our female female activity is when we are alone together. He screws her, but one on one. When the three of us mess around he screws me. I should clarify, by screw I mean the one he finishes in.
Yes, it wasn't long after getting together with them that I gave in to have a baby, actually two. My partner had her tubes tied at nineteen in Canada, so the babies had to come from me. One day, fully pregnant, she confessed to me that from the day we met at work she envisioned 'us' together. We are compatible, we are definitely both gay, we are lesbians, always have been. It is just that when it comes to my baby daddy, well when he puts his arm around me, when he talks to me, when he touches my face, 'things' happen inside of me. My excoworker, partner of fifteen years, she just likes the sex with him, at least that is her 'story', who am I to tell her she is no more able to stay away from him than I am.
I met him 15 years ago at work. One of my coworkers was in an affair with him. She knew I was gay and suggested that he would do the honors if I wanted a child. Ha Ha Ha, I laughed at her, me wanting a child? Crazy, right, until I sat across from him and I listened to him. I was mesmerized, my coworker told me he liked me, I needed some polishing, but I 'would do'.
My coworker told me he 'wanted' me. Maybe we could go out together. After many weeks, and getting closer and closer with her, I went out together with them. She invited me to bed with them. I told her she was crazy, she kissed me, a real kiss and whispered to me that she wanted me to be with her. I asked her if she was gay? Her answer didn't make sense, not gay, but she liked playing with a girl in a three way, male, female, female. Maybe he would screw me, but in the end he could only screw one of us, leaving us, she and I to enjoy ourselves, and he liked watching.
Well, he screwed me. He screws me. All our female female activity is when we are alone together. He screws her, but one on one. When the three of us mess around he screws me. I should clarify, by screw I mean the one he finishes in.
Yes, it wasn't long after getting together with them that I gave in to have a baby, actually two. My partner had her tubes tied at nineteen in Canada, so the babies had to come from me. One day, fully pregnant, she confessed to me that from the day we met at work she envisioned 'us' together. We are compatible, we are definitely both gay, we are lesbians, always have been. It is just that when it comes to my baby daddy, well when he puts his arm around me, when he talks to me, when he touches my face, 'things' happen inside of me. My excoworker, partner of fifteen years, she just likes the sex with him, at least that is her 'story', who am I to tell her she is no more able to stay away from him than I am.
