[PuffyNips]

My wife has an odd past. We met when she was 32. I was her first boyfriend. That should have been a big red flag. What woman gets to 32 without ever dating a guy? She's not unattractive. In fact, she's quite good looking with a killer body. She works out all the time.

She wasn't a virgin when I met her. According to her, she lost her virginity when she was 31 - which should have been another red flag. Have you ever heard of a woman losing her virginity in her 30s?

She is always reluctant, but over the years I've managed to get a few details out of her about her life before meeting me. In college she was on the girl's rugby team. She mentioned there were several lesbians on the team. Not a smoking gun, but a hint. After college she worked a very professional job at a large bank. She had a friend named Wendy. From my wife's account, and accounts from her family and long-term friends, Wendy and my wife were inseparable for 10 years. Constant companions. There are photo albums of them going on endless vacations to exotic places like Greece, Hawaii, Thailand etc. There are photos of them at family weddings. No guys in the photos, just my wife and Wendy. And from stories, they hung out everyday after work, going to dinner or the movies or whatever.

Oddly, the friends tell me Wendy was a bit of sl*t. She slept with many men in those 10 years. She never had a boyfriend though. But she did have many one night stands.

When my wife was 31, she went on the Greece trip with Wendy. I found my wife's travel journal. She detailed boring crud about all her trips. But the details about the Greece trip were different. She wrote about Wendy chatting up two guys on the beach, where my wife and Wendy were sunbathing topless. The guys asked the women to dinner. My wife wrote that she was against the idea. I don't remember the words exactly, but she wrote something about how she came to Greece to be with Wendy, not to be with strange men. Anyway, they went to dinner. Afterwards they ended up in the women's hotel room. Wendy started having sex with the one guy. The other guy put the moves on my wife. My wife wrote about feeling so empty watching Wendy do it with a guy. She said she suddenly didn't care about anything anymore and so she let the other guy fuck her in front of Wendy. This is how my wife lost her virginity, to a Greek man she didn't know and while doing it in front of another couple.

That was their last trip together. Everything changed after that. In the next six months Wendy met a man and married him. My wife didn't speak to Wendy again for 9 years. My wife started going on dates. She went out with four different men. She had sex with each of them on the first "date". I put "date" in quotation marks because my wife refers to it as a date. But in a really odd twist, all four men were married. These weren't dates. These were married men wanting to get their rocks off with a hottie in a one night stand - although she sucked one guy off a number of times over a few months. But that's what the men wanted, a quickie. I sense what my wife wanted was to punish Wendy, my wife wanted to show Wendy, and herself, that she could fuck men too. Those four married men hit the jackpot.

Then my wife met me through work. She asked me out. Interestingly enough, she took me to a well-known New York City lesbian hangout called Cowgirl's Hall of Fame. Afterwards, she asked me back to her apartment. I turned her down. It was the first date. I didn't want to have sex with her. She burst into tears. In hindsight, I was the first guy who ever turned her down. Those four married men jumped on the chance to fuck her. But not me. I think it wounded her emotionally that a guy didn't instantly want her.

After that she pursued me. She kept asking me on dates. I had nothing else going on at that time, so I went along for the ride. After seven dates I still hadn't made any sexual advances towards her. I think this did something to her brain chemistry. She decided I was the one for her. We did have sex on the eighth date and mostly every day after that for 8 months. Then she proposed to me. Yep, you read that right. I'm not sure I felt love for her. I'm pretty sure I did not. But I was in my mid 30s and here was the beautiful woman wanting me to marry her, like what was I holding out for?

So I married her.

Right after the honeymoon the sex stopped. I guess she got what she wanted. She proved her point that she could get a guy if she wanted. We didn't have sex again until six weeks later. Then it was six months. Then it was a year after that. Then is went downhill. LOL. Not counting the honeymoon, in the first five years of marriage we had sex four times. It drove me crazy.

I insisted on a marriage counselor. She reluctantly agreed. Things got a little better, but not much. By the 7th year I said I needed to divorce her. She cried.

Then she called Wendy.

I had heard of the mysterious Wendy, but had never met her. My wife arranged for Wendy to come over for lunch. They went off in the yard and spoke for hours. I thought it was old friends catching up. I peeked out at them a few times. I saw laughing. I saw what looked like anger. I saw them hugging. I saw them wiping away tears.

After that I had a wife. She started to have sex with me every week or so. There are still some odd restrictions. She will never let me cum in her mouth. I have to do her with oral stimulation of her pussy. She will not cum otherwise. Once she is done cumming, she has no real interest in doing me. Mostly I masturbate in front of her while she tries not to fall asleep. I know this sounds odd, but this is a hell of a lot better than having sex four times in five years. Beggars can't be choosers.

Anyway, that's my wife's story. I think she was a lesbian for 10 years. But she's too prissy to ever admit to it.