How I Met My Wife

I met my wife at my friend Garry’s wedding. I stood up with a friend of the bride. It was a few months after Carolyn (see my previous stories) and I broke up and I was hoping something might happen with the unknown bridesmaid I was standing up with. When I met her she didn’t turn out to be the gorgeous fox I fantasized she would be. She was somewhat overweight with blonde hair, big breasts and butt to match. If you read my previous stories you know a woman doesn’t have to be built like a centerfold for me to be aroused by her. Katie and I got along well but the spark just wasn’t there for either of us.

She had a sister who was five years younger (17 at the time of the wedding) named Anne, and I found out later that Anne was instantly attracted to me. She wasn’t as heavy as Katie but was slightly on the heavy side with dark hair and glasses.  I paid little attention to her. I’m ashamed to admit that when we were introduced I barely noticed her. After all she was underage. Little did I dream that I would spend most of my sex life with her.

Our relationship began a year later when there was a first anniversary party for my friend and his wife. Anne was there (Katie knew she was attracted to me and arranged to get her an invitation) and had maneuvered to be seated next to me at the meal. We hit it off better than I had with her sister. She had lost a few pounds and wore a dress that although not low cut was snug enough to display her large breasts as well as displaying her full round ass. She talked me into a slow dance later. It had been over a year since I last has sex with someone other than my hand and the feel of her soft, full body pressed against me was enough to give me a hard on. I tried to hide it from her but she later told me she was quite aware of it. We danced a couple more times and I started to notice her sly smile and the beautiful eyes behind her glasses. When the time came for her to leave with her sister she came up to me and said she’d had fun with me and I said I had fun with her too. Then she surprised me when she said, “Are you going to kiss me goodbye?” and I responded with a brief kiss on the lips. It wasn’t much but when I got home I masturbated thinking about it and what she might look like out of that dress.

A couple days later Garry called and commented on how I seemed to get along with Katie’s sister at the party. I admitted I had. He then told me that Anne had told Katie who told his wife Sandy that she wanted to go out with me and that I should call her up, which I did. We arranged to go to a movie together and stayed on the phone talking for over an hour. The next day I picked her up at her parents' house. It was uncomfortable meeting a girl’s parents on a first date but they seemed to like me and I always got along well with my in laws. After the movie when we got in my car I leaned over and gave her a longer kiss than the one at the party. I reached up my hand and cupped one of her breasts. She didn’t push my hand way but leaned back out of the kiss and said, “I’m a virgin and I’m not quite ready to change that. But if you’re okay with that we can go back to your apartment.”  And we did.

When we got to my apartment we sat on my sofa and resumed kissing. She unbuttoned her top, then grasped my hand and pressed it against her bra covered breasts. I could feel they were larger than Carolyn’s had been and started to slip my fingers underneath her bra when she suggested I let her take it off. She stood up and removed her blouse while I removed my shirt. Then she reached behind her back  to unhook her bra. “You’re the first guy to see them ,"she said as she slid her bra down over her arms. Without support her big tits sagged quite a bit and they had large light colored areolae and pink nipples. She moved forward until they were close to my face and I reached up to lift them in my hands, causing her to take a deep breath. The feel of their softness made me take a deep breath. I moved my fingers up to touch her nipples. I loved the feel of them growing under my fingers. She knelt down in front of me and pressed her tits against me as she kissed me, pressing her tongue into my mouth. Then she backed away and with a surprising shy voice asked, “Can I see your penis?” You know I agreed and started unbuckling my belt. “Let me,” she said and took over. When she had my belt unbuckled and my pants unsnapped and unzipped I lifted up so she could slide them down my legs and off, followed by my underwear which were damp with precum. She looked curiously at my hard cock for a few seconds before cautiously reaching over to touch it. “I like it,” she said. “I’ve never touched a big one before.” I’ll be honest that I do not have a large penis and figured that was her way of saying one with a hard on. She put her hand around it and started sliding up and down. “Is this the way I’m supposed to do it?” she asked and I told her she was doing just fine. I don’t think it was a minute before I said, “I think I’m going to come!” Actually I didn’t think; I KNEW it. “Do it on my boobies!” she said and leaned forward until her jerking hand and my cock were touching them. I proceeded to have a powerful orgasm and squirted all over her big soft tits.

She got up and went to my bathroom to clean off and returned with a wet washrag and towel which she used to clean me up, something she continued to do the rest of our sex life. We dressed and I took her home. Thus ended the beginning of our sex life. I’ll continue our story in future posts.