Life and Love
by Ladywithapen
Copyright© 2022 by Ladywithapen
True Story: Just a short story written about my life and love to get started at writing. Only mentions of anything in the sexual nature are in this story.
Tags: Ma/Fa Romantic True Story Cheating
This is probably not the story most of you want to read, and I’m perfectly fine with that.
It is a gentle story about myself and my relationships in my life.
My first love was my husband I’ll just call my husband, we met by accident really and it truly was not any love at first sight thing at all.
More a convenience relationship and consequent marriage, for him to have basically a house slave, and me to get out of the horrible life I had at home.
Now I’m not going to get into all that in the least but it was bad, do not feed the bears is my thought on why I will not say anymore about that.
But we married and have lived together for some off and on 35 years. And his passing away now put me in widow status.
Truly that does not bother me so much about his passing as the freedom of being myself and living as I damn well want to now.
To be absolutely truthful and strait out true about it all my true love of my life has been another man for years and years and years now.
I met him when I and my husband had separated due to his families continuous assaulting me and his and my relationship, like we were under their damn thumb and guidance the whole time of our marriage until his Mom passed away.
Oh his sisters were no better than their mom about it and living in a small town you know how that goes about like a raging out of control wildfire.
But when I met this new man Wow was it ever love at first sight!
He was charming, he was grateful, and did he ever cause a stir in the most private of a woman’s places.
That man stole and took my heart right out of me, and in the best most wonderful way there can be of it.
He treated me with respect, and required no housewife slavery I’d had so much of in my marriage.
And what a lover he was!
Mother what a lover he wore me out.
Going from a husband who seldom ever touched me to an outright passionate man that could make love to me all night long, drove me further into the depths of loving this man.
And even today as I sit here and write this I guess you call it more a memoir of my life as a story.
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