Hello all! First time posting here, so be gentle. I did have a blog for awhile on Tumblr, but nixed it back when they killed the adult content stuff. Been a few years, but, well… It still makes me all tingly thinking about, and I like sharing my stories.
Call me Tara. This all started up a few years ago when I was 22. Married my husband straight out of highschool. Probably had more sex in my teens than I should have, but after I hooked up with my husband in my senior year, we were thick as thieves and I switched off the naughtier side of me to be the good, devoted girlfriend. We got married a couple of years later. Husband nailed a great job (But busy. Lots of nights and weekends), and after a year he got me a job at the same place. I was just doing basic secretarial work while he was higher up, but it’s a good company and I enjoyed the work, and it gave me enough time for the part time college I was finishing up on the side. Hubby and I, though, eventually got into a bit of a rough patch. We’d been trying for years to have a kid with no luck, and the constant stress of it was leading to a lot of fights and general angst.