This is a true story from my military time, not long after my wife, Michelle, and I were married, nearly 15 years ago. I still remember the exact date, April 16, 1999. It was such an intense event that it is seared in my memory, along with the fact that Michelle and I have relived it over the years so many times. I took just a little liberty with some of the dialog as I admittedly dont remember it word for word, but the context was exactly as conveyed here. Other than that, the situation happened just as written. I hope you enjoy reading about our adventure into the unexpected erotic. Im pretty sure nobody will enjoy it as much as the three of us enjoyed living it.
Michelle, my wife, is a country girl, born and raised on a small farm in Eastern Washington. She was a high school cheerleader, a princess on the homecoming court,and nearly a straight A student, always on the honor roll and a member of the National Honor Society. We went to the same school, knew each other well, and even rode the same school bus much of the time, but we never dated. I was too bashful to ask out such a pretty girl. She was, to put it mildly, simply out of my class.
We finally started going together several years later, when I was home on leave after joining the Coast Guard. Michelle had finished college the year before and I was going to Radioman School in New York. I hadnt seen her since high school.
Michelle completely surprised me when I was home on Christmas break, starting a conversation with me at one of our high schools basketball games. She was 22 and had grown even prettier than in high school. It would definitely be fair to say that she was HOT! Our first real date was to a movie the next evening after the game, but on the way, we both decided we would rather go to the mountains and play in the snow. We went back to borrow my dads Toyota Land Cruiser 4-wheel drive and off we went, even though it was already dark. We dated the rest of my leave, and then wrote daily letters to each other for several months while I was in Radio School.
When I came home for leave after completing school the following May, we spent nearly every waking hour together for the next 2 weeks. We kissed and made out like horny teenagers quite a bit, but never went any further masturbation stories than that. A few days before I was scheduled to leave, I finally worked up the nerve to ask her to marry me. I know that seems quick for that kind of decision, but wed actually known each other for a long time. I was shipping out for a year in just a couple days, and I didnt want that hanging over my head while I was gone. I was certain she was the girl I wanted to spend my life with. She was smart, funny, a LOT of fun to be with, and we both enjoyed the same things, especially the outdoors and she was very, very pretty. I cant express how thrilled I was when she said yes, even after she had seen earlier in the evening that I was dumb enough to take her an upside down pizza at the drive-in.
Michelle, my wife, is a country girl, born and raised on a small farm in Eastern Washington. She was a high school cheerleader, a princess on the homecoming court,and nearly a straight A student, always on the honor roll and a member of the National Honor Society. We went to the same school, knew each other well, and even rode the same school bus much of the time, but we never dated. I was too bashful to ask out such a pretty girl. She was, to put it mildly, simply out of my class.
We finally started going together several years later, when I was home on leave after joining the Coast Guard. Michelle had finished college the year before and I was going to Radioman School in New York. I hadnt seen her since high school.
Michelle completely surprised me when I was home on Christmas break, starting a conversation with me at one of our high schools basketball games. She was 22 and had grown even prettier than in high school. It would definitely be fair to say that she was HOT! Our first real date was to a movie the next evening after the game, but on the way, we both decided we would rather go to the mountains and play in the snow. We went back to borrow my dads Toyota Land Cruiser 4-wheel drive and off we went, even though it was already dark. We dated the rest of my leave, and then wrote daily letters to each other for several months while I was in Radio School.
When I came home for leave after completing school the following May, we spent nearly every waking hour together for the next 2 weeks. We kissed and made out like horny teenagers quite a bit, but never went any further masturbation stories than that. A few days before I was scheduled to leave, I finally worked up the nerve to ask her to marry me. I know that seems quick for that kind of decision, but wed actually known each other for a long time. I was shipping out for a year in just a couple days, and I didnt want that hanging over my head while I was gone. I was certain she was the girl I wanted to spend my life with. She was smart, funny, a LOT of fun to be with, and we both enjoyed the same things, especially the outdoors and she was very, very pretty. I cant express how thrilled I was when she said yes, even after she had seen earlier in the evening that I was dumb enough to take her an upside down pizza at the drive-in.