My name is Deesha. I'm married to Sarvesh since around 4 years now. We have a very loving and healthy marriage. We both love each other equally and I have never even imagined cheating on him. This incident happened due to the arrival of my school friend, Geeta (name changed). Geeta and I were friends in school. And when we were young, we had explored each others' bodies. Back then, it all seemed like a game and none of us knew what we were doing.
I had completely forgotten about the incident until I came face to face with Geeta a couple of months back. We had no contact since joining college. I was the one who spotted and recognized her. She was busy on her phone. We were happy to see each other after more than a decade. I invited her to my house. She told me that she now lives in Birmingham, but was visiting a cousin of hers who lives just a couple of blocks away from me. I told her about my happy marriage life. She told me that she had not yet married anyone.
When I asked her the reason, she looked at me with disapproving eyes as if conveying betrayal.
Geeta- You really don't know why I have not married anyone yet? Maybe whatever happened between us did not mean anything to you but it meant a lot to me. I am a lesbian.
I did not know how to react. I had never given any 2nd thoughts to what we did back in our school days, as it all seemed childish and innocent. Geeta asked me if I am really happy with my marriage and whether I am really straight. I answered positively with confidence. Geeta apologized and left my house. She left me with our memories of having engaged in casual lesbian sex at a young age. For the next few days, I kept brooding over her question of whether I am really straight or not. Although all these years I had never questioned my sexuality, Geeta had raised that question in my mind. I started reading lesbian sex stories and started watching lesbian porn. I began liking this side of my sexuality.
Very soon before I knew, I was masturbating daily to lesbian porn videos. Whenever Sarvesh fucked me, I closed my eyes and imagined Geeta fucking me with a strap on! Within a month or so, I had turned bisexual. I was eager to contact Geeta but I had no means of reaching her. She had left my house abruptly so we never got to exchange numbers. I went to her cousin's house and got Geeta's contact details. Now that I had Geeta's number, I was again in 2 minds whether to contact her or not. Whether she would like to talk to me or not, considering how bad our reunion was last month! 3 days went by but I had not yet contacted Geeta.
It was around 6pm, I was busy with cooking dinner when the doorbell rang. I opened the door and was shocked to see Geeta there.
Geeta- Prerna(her cousin) told me you had asked for my contact details. I waited for 3 days but since you did not contact me, I drove here from Birmingham.
I was still in shock, so I couldn't say anything. Geeta welcomed herself inside my house. She put her bag down on the couch and turned to me. We were both looking at each other with lust and love. Geeta knew that I wanted her as badly as she wanted me. She came forward and hugged me. I hugged her tighter. Geeta was darker and a little taller than me. The pressure cooker whistle broke our hug. I went to the kitchen and told Geeta to go get a shower.