For the first time I'm telling this story. It was back when we were teens. I have a cousin that I got pregnant. She was fourteen. At that time abortion was strictly taboo and not talked about. She got sent to live with some 'uncles' and after she had the baby the baby was adopted. She came home a year later and we were somewhat distanced.

Well that's been a lifetime ago. My cousin never married. I got married with a girl I met at college and she had three children. My cousin was the other woman in the house. It took a long time for my wife to put two and two together. I fucked my cousin, out of my bed very early in the morning and went to my cousin, fucked her and went back to bed with my wife.

When my wife found out that I fucked my cousin things got very difficult. It was that old thing about cheating, about running around on her, behind her back and all that. I told her holding her face with both hands that I had been fucking my cousin since she was fourteen and it wasn't going to stop, so get used to it.

My wife never liked me fucking my cousin. Incest. But for all these years, and we are getting much older, my cousin has lived with us. She has been my one constant. My wife eventually abandoned the bed and my cousin took over. For some twenty years now my cousin has been my true wife when it comes to being in bed with me. Now I get out of bed once in a while and force my way into my wife's bed and fuck her. She gets mad and does her best to knock me off but I'm on to her, I know just how to dominate her. And I know that in the big old picture, she would rather me come and fuck her than forget about her.