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Disclaimer: I do not own the comics named in each chapter. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter XXIX – The Birth of a Bisexual Wife (I do not own Romantic Hearts. based on Romantic Hearts, No. 6, Master Comics, May 1954)

There are moments in life that you wonder about ‘why I never did that before?’. You know, those things that, after you do them, you begin to think that you should have done it before. Those that make you feel ‘born again’ while doing it, making you a new person, totally different from the one you were before. And I am proud to say that I had a moment like this in my life.

It was the moment where I stopped being the woman that I was, the wife I always was and became another kind of woman. It was the moment where I finally realized that I was bisexual.

Actually, I never had desires of having an experience with another woman, not even in high school or college, nor I was the kind of woman who cared about having sexual fantasies. Only after I married David I began to have such thoughts.

I don’t know what happened for those to begin, but when they began, I could not stop thinking about it, about how I wanted to experiment another woman, how it was to feel to have the touch of a woman on my body, giving me pleasure… It was something so shocking that I tried to hide from David.

I never talked openly with him about it when I began to ponder about it. I didn’t know how he would react if learning about his wife wanting to have sex with a woman, he wasn’t the kind to talk about openly about sex as well. Maybe he could think of me as ‘sick’, ‘pervert’, ‘degenerate’ or such words. Or even he wasn’t interested at all… then I never bothered to talk about it because our sex life was the kind we wanted to be at that point.

But soon I would have to find myself tasting that experience. And only because of David’s escapades with Diane, his secretary…

When I found out David was cheating on me, I was aghast. How could he have done that to me? How a guy like him could be done that kind of thing with me? He, who was pretty much the unassuming guy, the one that did not seemed interested on going beyond the usual things on bed, was having an affair. I was shocked, angry and all the things you could imagine when I learned about his infidelity.

But I didn’t know what to do. It was something so astonishing that I could not find a way to react. Should I cry? Leave him? Confront David? Attack him and his secretary? There were many choices, but I could not commit to one. Except when I began to think about me with him and her! Out of nowhere, I began to fantasize having sex with both! My husband, his secretary and I getting it on, me eating her pussy and her returning the favor, him doing the both of us... Every day, while I slept, my wet dreams involved them.

Could I do David and Diane knowing that they were the ones cheating on me? I made that question every day and night, because those fantasies haunted my mind everywhere. I could not escape from them because they made me feel so good. I touched myself every day after he left work and I was alone at the bed, without anybody to know about my dirty and forbidden desire.

There was only one way to know if this was just fantasy or a call to action… I had to go there and get them in the act. And that happened without I ever have the intention to do that.

Usually, David had days where he came late from work, which I never draw any suspicion until I learned about his infidelity. But I never refrained to pick him at the office and take him back home. One of these ordinary days, I finally saw what I knew but never witnessed with my own eyes,

As usual, I went to his office to take him home. The place was empty, no sound or soul was there, a silence so spooky that I feared the worse. Well, the worse actually happened, but nothing that gory.

I heard noises from David’s office and I went there. I could see as the door was slightly open, something that I will never forget and quite shocked me: Diane, his secretary, kissing my husband and having her hands at his dick! And that cock was hard!

“How could you, David!”

I watched the scene unfolding in front of me with awe, even if I knew what was about to happen. I had to be there to believe about David cheating on me and there I was, seeing what I’ve heard but didn’t seem to believe without witnessing it. A mixture of feelings happened when I saw that fucker jerk my husband’s dick, some bad and others good.

What would I do? Walk in rage and beat them up? Scold them? Run away and cry? Leave him forever? (Un)fortunately, those weren’t the options I had in mind. When I saw them, my fantasy came back running to my mind, as I imagined being there with them and taking part of the fun they were having.

It was the toughest decision of my entire life when I decided to walk in and get them closer to having sex.

“Hello, David. I am happy that you’ve got a new job here with your secretary”

“TILDA!? Honey… it’s… i-it’s not w-what y-you are t-thinking”

“Well, I don’t know how seeing your secretary handling your ‘tool’ can be other things than you are betraying me, David”

“Tilda… I am sorry, I don’t know what to say… it’s…”

“Spare me from silly excused, David. I do not want to hear them. Actually, I came here not because I am angry with you”

“Ah?”

Took me much courage to do what I wanted to do. If David and Diane were there, nothing would stop me to finally having my fantasy reality. I had to see how that woman tasted.

“I am not angry with you. Actually I am pretty excited about you. Especially with Diane!”

“Excuse me! What the hell are you talking about?”

“Fuck, David! I want to have sex with another woman!”

Both jaws dropped right after I confessed my fantasy. They were speechless as fuck when I told them about my fantasy and explained them. And the fear I had of my husband not understanding it began to go away…

“Why you never told me that before?”

“You would never understand, David”

“Why I wouldn’t? If you said me, we could have worked it out”

“How, if we do the same things every single day”

“Well, since you are here and you said you were excited… why we don’t work it out now”

“David! You want me”

“You can have Diane if you want. If you want to discover your love for women after all. It’s up to you”

I know it looks weird this out of sudden, without arguments or something. Actually I had to omit much of our discussion because now I seem it was worthless to talk about. Now I should only mention how I became a bisexual wife.

David managed to goad his secretary to have me, maybe because he knew it was an attempt to escape any retaliation from the cheating (which I wasn’t caring about anymore). It was with a bit of reluctance, but she said yes.

It wasn’t the thing I dreamed, I wanted something that was deeper (I actually got that later, when we took her home and we had the entire night to have fun), meaningful, sexy and romantic. But a situation like that only made the need for me to have no-nonsense approach and go right way to pleasure.

Because of that, I cannot call this experience as ‘bad’ or ‘good’, since it happened so fast and I could not savor there (only later) Diane. I kissed her and found it first awkward to do that with another woman, not that I did not like. But bear with me that was the first time I ever had a woman for such thing.

“How it was kissing Diane, Tilda?”

“I don’t know. I would like to see more”

And I saw more. I had the first taste of pussy in my entire life. Yes, it was as well awkward; it was after all it was my first time with a lady in such position. I always imagined that happening, but the situation which I was in made everything feel quite different than if we arranged to do that.

“How does it feel, Tilda?”

“Ahhh… wow… I never thought pussy could taste like this!”

“So do you like it?”

“Please, do not ruin the moment”

David watched me going at his secretary and then Diane going at me as well. When I began to get used to it, I went a bit loose with my mind. Soon, having lesbian sex wasn’t being too weird for a woman like and I began to get a hold on it.

“Ahhh… Diane! You lick pussy so good! Never wondered you were like this!”

Maybe you think it’s weird that I am not mentioning what Diane was talking to me, but she was the vehicle I needed for that. By then, she was useful just to give me pleasure and allow me to experience sex with another woman. What would happen later, I would leave in God’s hands.

I didn’t get an orgasm by then, actually I was less interested on cumming than to know how do I felt with Diane. Nor I gave her one. Actually, there was something else that it was most important than it.

“Well, isn’t that bad having sex with a woman. I think I liked it”

“So, aren’t you mad at me?”

“I am still mad. But I think I found a way to forgive you”

“What?”

Well, as I said before, later we got home and I had my first threesome and the first time I actually shared a woman. Won’t go much further on details now (maybe later) but I have to say that, from that day one, a bisexual wife was born!
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