First, a little about me. As I write this I am a sixty-three year old, still sexually active, bi, submissive woman. My stories are memories of a kinky life. I am still in the lifestyle. When this adventure started I was a 35 year old straight business consultant living with a loving partner. When 35, I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7 inches tall, what were 36 Cs are now 38 Ds. I was, I thought, a perfect 36-24-39 now I'm a perfect 38-29-42. I am gifted with green eyes.
In June I met a new man, Francis, while volunteering for a local charity. Fran is a mid 60s man who recently retired to my Coastal Florida community.
On our first date he told me his secret.
"Robin, for years I have carried this secret. I was married for thirty years and loved my wife but while I was married I also had a man in my life and we saw each other often. Men have come into my life over the years as have other women other than my wife."
I met Carole at a tennis clinic. Lovely woman, younger than me at 50 but we had lots in common. We play tennis almost every week with a local women's tennis club. We also belong to the same book club.
As we sat around Carole's pool with the rest of the book club members I realized that she and I were the only women in the group who were not married. By the end of the meeting Carole and I were left to clean up. As we chatted we talked about being the only "singles" in the group and laughed about how our perspectives about a book were often different than those of the married members.
Carole mentioned her ex and how she was glad to be rid of him. I talked about how I was with a man, Jeff, for years but Beth was the love of my life. I guess I never thought of it but she didn't know I was Bisexual or maybe lesbian and seemed to want to talk about it so we did.
I started by telling her that I am what I am and that sometimes talking about sexuality can strain a relationship and I didn't want that to happen to our friendship, a friendship I valued. Carole told me that she would never judge me for doing what even she thinks about. She told me that she had known and been friends with bi, lesbian and gay people before and it never changed or effected in any way their friendship. I had a feeling she wanted to know more because she had in the past, or had now, questions about her own sexuality.
I asked her if she had ever had a experience with another woman. She told me that in college she had kissed a roommate but nothing more than that. Carole went as far as confessing that she had met a woman, and not the first in her life, that she was physically sexually attracted to.
I asked her what she wanted to know. Carole asked if I could tell her how I first knew, not experimented, but knew I was Bi.
I told her my story:
