I’m a 36 year old married woman with a young child and I want to share my story because I’m so frustrated that I have resorted to reading other people’s stories on this website and I can relate to some of the women who write in. Firstly, I’m not a lesbian or even BI but as soon as I became pregnant something happened and I’m hoping someone reading this can relate. I love my husband very much but since my pregnancy and definitely since our baby was born a year ago he just doesn’t satisfy me. It wasn’t always lie that. We had a great sex life and more often than not I would have an orgasm. We would mess around and use toys and it was amazing. But as soon as I became pregnant something changed. Before I took a test, I knew, I knew because I just felt different. I didn’t; all of a sudden fancy woman, that’s ridiculous but I became sort of ‘horny’ but couldn’t put my finger on it (pardon the pun). Then it just sort of happened. We live in an apartment, opposite us lives the woman that sort of ruined everything for me. She’s half cast and older than me. We had wondered about her because she never had men around and was very masculine in the way she walked and the way she talked and now and again would wink and say that my husband was a lucky guy. He told me more than once that she was ‘batting for the other side’ and that she fancied me. She’s not particularly attractive but not unattractive either if you know what I mean. I definitely didn’t fancy her because like I said, I don’t like women in that way and never even fantasised about it so I would brush his comments off as those of a dirty minded boy child. Then I became pregnant. I was worn out one day, I hadn’t even taken the test but I sort of knew and I was walking to our door. Just behind me was ‘K’ the neighbour. We got talking because we weren’t exactly friends but we did have chats and I had been in there for coffee when we moved in. I invited her in to my place for coffee and all we did was talk, but there was something about her that I couldn’t work out. What happened just sort of well, happened. I was stood in the kitchen about to make another coffee, she stood in front of me and I looked at her in a way that I maybe shouldn’t have, all I did was look at her for a few seconds. She asked me if I was alright and I said that I thought I was pregnant. But I looked at her again and she was staring at me, then she looks down at my chest like you catch men doing sometimes which would annoy me. Then all she did was look me in the face. We stared at each other for a good few seconds and the next thing I know she moves closer to me, takes my face into her hands and she kisses me. It was a passionate and I don’t know why but it was me that made it worst. I put my tongue into her mouth and we basically snogged hard for ages. Before I could react or really say anything I had opened my blouse and hers and I was touching her. I was turned on by her large soft breasts and all I wanted was for her to put my breast into her mouth and I wanted her fingers in me. We didn’t really say much of anything, we undressed each other in a bit of a rush until I was standing there in my knickers with a woman rubbing herself against me with her tongue still exploring my mouth. Then, and I should have stopped it there, the pulled me along by the hand. I said something stupid like ‘where are we going’. She told me straight that she was taking me to my bed and that we are going to fuck. That’s when I realised I had gone too far and I said that I wasn’t like that. She laughed and said that I was too late. I lay on my back and let a woman do things to me that I had never imagined. She sucked and played with my pussy for ages and I climaxed almost immediately. For some completely unknown reason I actually told her that I wanted to taste her nipples so she pushed them into my mouth and I sucked them. We fucked for close to an hour and she made me cum over and over again. I wasn’t a lesbian or BI but I rubbed my pussy into hers and hers into mine for ages and I didn’t; want it to stop. In fact, by the time we finished I think I must have orgasmed three or four times. Then we just lay there and said nothing, her head on my chest and her hand cupping my breast. I realised that my husband was going to be home before long and told her she had to go but even though I was horrified by what I had just done I needed to do it again and would shower and fantasise that she was in there with me. After a month of us fucking sometimes daily where I would kneel over her face so she can explore me with her mouth I decided I had to confess to my husband. I expected him to divorce me and I expected to be a single mother but I begged him to forgive me and explained that I had no idea why I did it, that I just wanted him. He left to calm down for an hour or so then came back and said nothing. I told ‘K’ that I had told him, she laughed and asked if it would help if she let him fuck her as well. I think she saw the confusion n my face and said that she would ‘take cock’ for the team. There was no way I was going to ask my husband and so I stopped seeing K for about a week. Then she visits. My husband got angry but she shouted at him to ‘shut the fuck up and listen’. There was no ‘should we do this’ or ‘how about this’ she TOLD him that it was just a little fuck thing and not to get stressed then added that she was going to take me to the bedroom for a shag ad if he wanted then her pussy was ready for his cock and that he may actually enjoy it. As she pulled me away, I looked at my husband, I knew I should have stopped her but by now it was like a drug, I just wanted sex with her. He looked shocked and I felt so bad for him but a few minutes after she had started to eat my pussy my husband walks in and he was naked, his ample cock at half- mast. I lay there trying not to moan although it was hard because she knew exactly what she was doing. ‘K’ looked back at him and just said ‘good lad’ then told him to put it in and to fuck her. My husband couldn’t take his eyes off me, he looked at me as though he was in shock but he crept onto the bed, knelt behind K and pushed himself into her. She let out a ‘wow’ and then said to me ‘fuck he is a big lad isn’t he’. K shuffled up and kissed and sucked my breasts and my neck and face whilst my husband slowly pumped his cock into her. I was a straight pregnant woman letting another woman fuck me whilst my husband fucked her. But it was amazing, she talked dirty telling me that my husband cock was big and hard and she would grin in my face and tell me ‘your husband fucking me’, ‘his cock is so deep in my pussy’ and then she would ask if I wanted to ‘borrow it’ and tell him to fuck his wife and give her a break. My husband and I would have rough sex whilst she lay beside us and played with my chest, squeezing me and biting my breasts. When he was going to cum she demanded that she have it, and he would lay on her and fuck her until he came inside her. She would scream and thrash about and cry out about how she was cumming. And when my husband had cum inside her she would always say that now she’s good and wet it would be better and she would turn her attention to me and we would fuck and have the best orgasms ever. Sometimes my husband would get hard again and fuck me and cum in me, but when it was over we never talked about it. This went on up until the day before I gave birth. She would knock on the door at about the same time three or four times a week and I would undress and let her have me, have my small breasts and my pussy. When I became big K and my husband would be gentle, they would fuck me slowly until I climaxed then would fuck each other hard. In the end I would sometimes lay there and let them both suck milk form my breasts, I would joke and tell them t leave some for baby whilst either me or one of them rubbed my clit and made me cum again. I think that what set me off and 6 hours after we las fucked I was in labour. I panicked in case the nurses saw cum in my pussy or somehow worked out that I had just done ( ridiculous I know). Then, as soon as I had our baby I was no longer interested in sex with ‘K’, I was done with that. My husband is the one encouraging me to start it up again and to be honest I’m beginning to wonder. I’m not pregnant but it was last Saturday that ‘K’ who has a ridiculous sense of humour knocked on the door, I answered and she had gone back to her flat opposite. She was stood in her doorway topless, her large soft breasts just ‘there’ soft and low. She asked me if I missed her and begged me to at least have a feel. I took the 4 steps to her door and we kissed whilst we touched each other. We shouldn’t because of lockdown but I just had too. I told my husband and he insisted that I have a pregnancy check, I’m not pregnant but when my husband and I make love we sometimes talk about ‘K’ and he admits that he wants to watch me and her again and I get him to pretend that he’s fucking her. So far we have not gone back to that but we both want it so much. Does that make me BI or just a dirty wife and is it bad that I want my husband to have sex with another woman. Is it bad that I climax in the shower thinking of him with her long soft dark tits in his mouth. I'm confused about my sexuality and guilty that I want to have other people inside and on top of me and that my husband doesn't do as much for me as another woman.