Straight Female / 29
As a 21 year old I met and had a whirlwind romance with a 36 year old man and got married six weeks after we met. His ex-wife was around and after he married me she decided that she wasn't ready to give up and got herself pregnant. My husband said that he had to stick with her, she was his 'real' wife and anyway she had three kids and she was going to have a fourth, so sorry, but it's over.
Was I pissed? I mean pissed. Yes, no one dumps me. So I did the only thing that you can do in those circumstances, load him down with another baby. Not so fast mister, you want a divorce from a pregnant woman, try me on. Keeping him from getting divorced meant that I kept getting pregnant until I had four kids just like his ex. Except mine were all back to back. Then there was a truce, she would not get him back and he would not leave me. Officially.
The truth is that he was always back with her, day and night. She was the bookkeeper for his business, and she gave me my household allowance. She picked my doctor, she picked my hospital because she had experience and I was obviously not mature enough to have kids anyway. She picked clothes out for me, she bought things at the grocery store for me, she picked up my kids and asked for a kiss for 'mamma'. Once she told a third party that I was her little sister.
As to him, he lived at her house and if I want his attention I have to go to him. She laughed when he took me back to the bedroom, tiny tits is what she called me. A girl without tits can't keep a man, behold yourself. I sucked his dick one night, after the kids were in bed, I sucked his dick in the living room and made him cum. She said but can you make him cum with your pussy? If he can't cum in you then he isn't really fucking you. Seems that he told her that he fucked me but didn't cum in me, saving his glorious element for her. Well I hated to break her bubble but he came in me every time and I forced him to admit it right there in the living room holding his balls in my hand. Sorry about the tits Mister, but you picked me.
The big truth is that for some reason I get along with her. Sure when I had them little I had to depend on her and she gave me my allowance anyway so we got close. Sometimes if we are out and people comment that we look alike I tell them that we are sisters, in the Biblical sense. No one gets it.
Was I pissed? I mean pissed. Yes, no one dumps me. So I did the only thing that you can do in those circumstances, load him down with another baby. Not so fast mister, you want a divorce from a pregnant woman, try me on. Keeping him from getting divorced meant that I kept getting pregnant until I had four kids just like his ex. Except mine were all back to back. Then there was a truce, she would not get him back and he would not leave me. Officially.
The truth is that he was always back with her, day and night. She was the bookkeeper for his business, and she gave me my household allowance. She picked my doctor, she picked my hospital because she had experience and I was obviously not mature enough to have kids anyway. She picked clothes out for me, she bought things at the grocery store for me, she picked up my kids and asked for a kiss for 'mamma'. Once she told a third party that I was her little sister.
As to him, he lived at her house and if I want his attention I have to go to him. She laughed when he took me back to the bedroom, tiny tits is what she called me. A girl without tits can't keep a man, behold yourself. I sucked his dick one night, after the kids were in bed, I sucked his dick in the living room and made him cum. She said but can you make him cum with your pussy? If he can't cum in you then he isn't really fucking you. Seems that he told her that he fucked me but didn't cum in me, saving his glorious element for her. Well I hated to break her bubble but he came in me every time and I forced him to admit it right there in the living room holding his balls in my hand. Sorry about the tits Mister, but you picked me.
The big truth is that for some reason I get along with her. Sure when I had them little I had to depend on her and she gave me my allowance anyway so we got close. Sometimes if we are out and people comment that we look alike I tell them that we are sisters, in the Biblical sense. No one gets it.
