I Married A Nympho

Right after college I got a job working for a bank downtown Dallas. I got into a nice complex to the north of town and as it turned out the next door neighbors were stewardesses for Southwest Airlines. Two of them squeezed into a small one bedroom. I didn't know it until then that stewardesses worked basically part time, they didn't make that much money. In those days the whole idea of a stewardess was that she looked the part. These girls looked the part.

One afternoon I got back from work and as soon as I went into my apartment there was a knock on the door and one of the girls asked me to come over and help them. One of them, she had also been a cheerleader for the Dallas Cowboys, had fallen in the bathtub and she was unconscious. The thing was that she was in the shower when she fell and she didn't have any clothes on. I managed to get her to come to, and with the help of the other girl get her out of the shower and walked her into the room.

Her roommate got a towel to cover her up, but she wasn't steady on her feet and she fell backwards onto the bed, naked as the day she was born. That was the first time I saw a naked woman like that, her tits and pussy. Her friend covered her up. I suggested we call an ambulance because a) she had fallen for some reason, and b) she was still not steady on her feet. I had to help dress her, between me and her friend we got on her panties, and a bra and top and shorts and sandals. Then we called the ambulance.

We don't know why she fell, but in the fall she hit her head and had a concussion. That's why she kept losing her balance. They kept her for a couple of days for observation, and then released her and since i had a big car I went with her roommate to pick her up. By then she knew I had helped her out of the bathtub, onto her bed and had helped pull up her panties. I I didn't realize that day that I got a girlfriend.

She came over to my apartment and knocked on the door. It was after 11 that night, she was there in her nightshirt and a pillow and said she wasn't going to sleep alone anymore. She got in bed with me, took off her panties and told me to get on her and make her feel good. She was wild, once I got started, she kept asking for more and more and do it harder and get it in all the way. Loud exclamations of "Fuck Me", to nail her down and fuck her.

For a good Lutheran boy from East Texas this was wild. I tried, believe me I tried but she wasn't satisfied. Once was not enough, twice was not enough. She wanted to get fucked until I passed out. In the morning, the alarm going off for me to go to work, she stood at the side of the bed in her little panties and her breasts looking down at me. Not a word, she just bent down and sucked my dick. When I got out of the shower she was sitting on the bed and told me we had to get married.

Two weeks after she slipped in the shower we were before a Justice of the Peace and we got married. Married meant a house in the suburbs. Married meant children. Married meant married. This woman was everything you can dream of, tall, good looking, great tits and ass. a wild woman in the sack. I could hardly keep up. I fucked until I was blue in the face and then had to fuck some more. She got pregnant, seems there is some unwritten rule about having a baby the first year.

We are celebrating our 40th anniversary. I'm the one on the pill now. I can't do it no more. But she thinks I can. It's her anniversary. We are going to a resort in Florida and she is stocking up on ED medication. She wants the royal treatment. She knows that with the help of the pill I can go at least one round. After that I will have to hear stories about how much fun it was when we got married.