I thought I was shocked when my high school sweetheart married his third cousin once removed. During our senior year, his family made a trip back east to visit relatives. It was there he met his future wife. All through high school we were seen as the perfect couple, and most assumed we would end up married someday.
But that shock, in no way, prepared me for what was about to come.
I got over my shock and moved on with my life and met my future hubby at work at the Morgan Casualty Insurance Company in Denver, Colorado. He was a broker and I a secretary.
We dated for two months before he scored my pussy. He was a wonderful lover and fucked me better than I had ever been fucked. He was very pleased with my fucking, but was very disappointed in my cock sucking skills. He seemed to overlook my shortcomings believing I would improve over time.
For me, I was head over heels in love and promised myself, I would improve my cock sucking skills. But my gag reflex did not improve. When his cock would hit the entrance to my throat, I would gag uncontrollably to the point of vomiting.
Also, I would gag on his cum, again uncontrollably, to the point of vomiting.
As a cocksucker, I was an utter failure. I've heard some people both men and women are natural born cocksuckers, Alas, that description did not fit me.
I assumed the reason my hubby fucking me had slowed was due to my inability to suck his cock as he would like. I was missing him fucking me and considered having an affair. There were several men in our office that had shown an obvious interest.
One day, while having lunch with my best friend at work Glenda, I spilled out my heart and told her of my sexual frustrations. Glenda was very understanding and said perhaps what I need was an affair with another woman. I sat stunned. I had never considered such a thing.
"Does your hubby perform cunnilingus on you?" Glenda asked. I nodded no.
"And that asshole expects you to suck his cock? Glenda asked.
"Yes, and he is totally unsatisfied with my performance," I replied.
"Honey, I stand by what I said before, you need to have a woman to eat your pussy. And I'm more than willing to volunteer," Glenda said.
I was unable to respond. I never suspected Glenda of being bi or lez.
After a long pause, I finally managed to stammer out, "Oh my god Glenda, I had no idea."
For the next ten minutes Glenda explained she was bisexual and loved eating pussy and had wanted to have an affair with me for some time, but never pursued it, as she thought I was a happily married woman, and did not want to cause me any problems.
While Glenda was talking, I realized my pussy was getting moist. I was getting excited by the prospects of Glenda going down on me. I actually trembled.
Glenda realized the affect she was having on me and pressed on. She was making every effort to seduce me and I was looking more like a willing participant. I felt her hand on my knee and shivered. She was working her hand up my dress but could not reach my pussy.