My current situation goes back to college when I walked outside at a party and the guy put me in the back of his puck up and I walked away without my panties. A few months later I began to seriously show and he was kind enough to marry me, but just for the occasion.
Ten years later I'm still married, a stay at home mom with four children. For the longest time I've suspected that my desires are satisfied with a woman. I'm a good wife and mother. Better than he expected. I'm also a girl that watches her pennies and can stay within her budget.
That's basically my confession, I married him because I was expecting his baby, he married me for the same reason. He was my first, and he's been my only. But it's because I'm into women, especially fit and pretty ladies. I have lots of competition, but my mom thing seems to help with their decision. He thinks I'm reserved, maybe a little cold really.
