How I Met My Wife

I will tell the story as it happened, try not to embellish it. I am not a man who gets lucky. In fact I'm a pretty unlucky man. I was unlucky in the service and came home to a year of hospitalizations. Well maybe the boys who came home in a bag were more unlucky. I went to school on the government's nickel and worked part time. I graduated late, 28 and got a start up job working for a city contractor who got points for hiring minorities (I'm Pablo, the Mexican guy). I never had the g*ft to get some girl to just go out and get laid. I am embarrassed enough that I was a virgin when I went to college.

The school I went to had a music department and across from my apartment where I lived with a roommate lived a girl who was in the music school studying the harp. Not an instrument that you can be bring home with you, so she had to practice at the school, in those rooms reserved for just that. I talked to her and one day I went to hear her practice. First things first, I didn't realize that they played with their legs apart. She was wearing a pair of pants, and when she opened her legs I could tell what her anatomy was like. She could not have had on any underwear, and the pants were thin, defined her for what she was. She knew it too. She looked at me to get my reaction.

She played nice, she played the kind of music that is played at weddings. After her practice we went for pizza. She asked me about girlfriends, and I told her I never had any time. She asked me about in the army, didn't I see any naked girls? I said on, that was a rumor, the fact was that we didn't have the money or the opportunity. Mostly it was just guys getting drunk. And she asked if I had been laid? and what girl had I seen naked. I told her that the only naked girl I remember was my sister Melissa, but she was ten or eleven, and I was fifteen.

We went back to her apartment, she lived alone, she had a scholarship. The apartment she had was small, a one bedroom. She asked if I wanted to see a naked girl, I couldn't get the word out and she pushed into the only chair in the living area, and stood in front of me and stripped down until she didn't have anything on. She asked me if I liked a naked girl, I said yes ma'am. She grabbed my hand and told me to come with her it was time to get laid.

She helped me out of my clothes, she was already naked and I had a hard time not looking at her. She pulled the cover off the bed and laid back on the sheet and spread her legs and told me to get on and stick my dick in her c**t. She used the word. I got on and she grabbed me around the neck and pulled me down, and with the other hand lined my dick right up into her vagina. She made lots of noises, and kept telling me to fuck her harder. And telling me not to ruin it, don't cum. But I only lasted a little while and came and unloaded in her. She said it was all right, in the morning I would last longer.

When I took her home to meet my family, she had never been to a Mexican family when a girl is brought home to meet the family, sixty cousins came to see her. Some may have been cousins by Mexican standards, not real relatives, but cousins. She met my sister Melissa and asked me if she was the one I had seen naked. We had a great big dinner, people eating inside and outside and in every room in the house. She was nice and explained patiently that she was a harpist, and no one knew what she was talking about. No one had ever heard a harp, not where I grew up.

We had sex that night, the old fashioned way. Me being the Macho and she being the maiden in distress. We had to get married and she insisted on playing the harp at her own wedding. We had a son, Manuel, and lived at first in California before moving to Texas closer to family. We are retired now and from time to time she teases me about Melissa my sister.