We fell asleep in each other's arms, a combination of the wine and all the earlier excitement. The couch was long enough for five people and deep enough so we both had room to stretch out.
An hour or so later, I woke with a full bladder and slipped down the hall to the nearest bathroom and relieved myself. Returning to the couch I looked down at my wife sleeping so soundly that I just joined her as before and decided not to go to our bedroom.
I couldn't sleep and started thinking of how lucky I was to have such a woman for my wife. I certainly didn't deserve her thinking of the things I had done in my early life.
We both worked in the same office and after a few weeks we got in the habit of having lunch together. After awhile I asked her to dinner and a movie and I was pleased to have her accept.
She lived on the outskirts of town while I lived closer to the office. Since I had a car, I think she was glad for the transportation I provided. Soon I was picking her up in the morning and taking her home after work, even when we didn't have a date.
I was careful not to hit on her as I could feel she had no wild sexual fantasies and was very prim and proper in her behavior. I finally got the courage to give her a peck on the cheek when picking her up and dropping her off. One night at the movies I slipped my arm around her and was relieved she didn't remove it. She let me hug her and kiss her lips after that, so I figured things were progressing.
When summer arrived I took her to the local beach and we brought a picnic lunch and plenty of cold beer. She wasn't much of a drinker, but would sip one or maybe two during the day.
When I first saw her in a bathing suit, I was stunned. She wore a one piece sort of old fashioned suit, cut high to cover her breasts and with a fringe to protect her pubic area.
In spite of the suit I could tell her figure was a winner. Small breasts for sure, but prominent enough to make a bulge in the material. Her legs were absolutely gorgeous,
nice muscular calves and slender thighs. Narrow waist and superb fanny. I had to turn away so she wouldn't notice the bulge in my shorts, not that she would know what it was.
I complimented her and she blushed as she smiled at me.
We smothered ourselves with sun creme as this was our first visit and we didn't want a burn. She actually put the lotion on my back and rubbed it in until it disappeared. I tried to do her, but her suit covered too much skin.
Late in the afternoon we decided to leave and she asked me to hold up a towel so she could slip off her suit and put her blouse on. I nearly choked as I thought of the possibilities this offered.
"No peeking now", she said as I stood and held up the towel. I was a good six inches taller than she is, so it was hard to keep the towel high enough and sure enough as I struggled with the damn thing, it slipped and I saw her breasts. They were small as I said but very perky with little pink nipples and beautifully shaped.
She saw me looking but said nothing as she slipped into her blouse, not bothering with her bra.
On the drive home I asked her to sit by me which she did without hesitating. I put my right arm around her and pulled her closer.
"My, aren't we getting frisky," she said as she snuggled closer.
Casually I let my hand slip down her side and cupped her sweet breast like I was holding an orange. She didn't move or talk, so I started rubbing her tit through the thin material of the blouse. Still no negative reaction so I boldly dropped my hand down to her waist and came up under the blouse until I was again touching her warm breast. I gently stroked the side and felt her shake a bit. I started rolling her little nipple between my fingers until she started moaning and then crying.
"Are you alright I asked", as I pulled my hand away and put her blouse back down.
"I'm fine, but please don't do that again." she said as she moved back to her side of the seat.
I took her home and she jumped out of the car before I had a chance to kiss her or say goodnight.
The next day at the office she was as pleasant as always, even though I hadn't picked her up at her apartment.
"I told her I was sorry for being so stupid, not even calling to tell her I wasn't going to bring her to the office."
"She gave me a little smile", and asked "If was taking her home after work?
"Certainly". I said.
"Good, because I would like to talk to you about something very important to me", she replied.
When we arrived at her place after work she asked me to please come in so she could talk to me. I didn't hesitate and followed her up the walk and in the house. She told me to sit down in the living room and went into the kitchen to bring me a cold beer.
"Now", she said "I'm going to explain a few things to you and I'd appreciate it very much if you don't say anything until I finish. When you first joined the company I was impressed and actually developed a feeling for you. I wondered why it took you so long to ask me for a date and at first thought I didn't appeal to you. Then I realized you were just shy, which I found delightful. You were very restrained and never tried to get in my pants as the kids say today. When we went to the beach, I'm glad you had a chance to see my breasts and I know you did it on purpose fumbling with that towel. My breasts aren't big, I know, but they are very sensitive and I could feel them tingle as your eyes looked them over. On the way home in the car, when you touched them I thought I'd die from the deep feeling I felt. I was really flustered and I'm sorry I reacted so badly. I couldn't sleep that night, thinking how disappointed you must have been. I want you to know, I've never had a man touch me anywhere and I'm still a virgin. I know it sounds old fashioned, but I promised myself to give a pure mind and body to my future husband in spite of all the things I noticed going on around me when I was younger. I don't know much about sex, never had the chance to find out. Oh, I know how babies are born, but not much else. I realize now, I fell in love with you as you caressed me, so gently and caring. So there,
that's all I have to say. Now you can talk.
"Will you marry me?" was all I could think of to say as she sat next to me on her couch.
"My God, I didn't expect that, but before you change your mind, yes I will"
I spent the next hour telling her how much I loved her and trying to prove it physically
but she put me off and told me to wait for the wedding night.
So. that's how it happened and a week later we married. A small wedding since neither of us had family in town, with just a few office friends attending. For years we were criticized by our families for not doing it right and having a big wedding and we never explained how we were both so anxious to get in bed together, me from frustration and her from long delayed anticipation.
I had dozed off again when I heard a distant voice saying over and over, Senor. I opened my eyes and saw Maria, our maid looking down at us with a worried look on her face.
"Are you alright?", she asked, looking at my wife's naked body which she had never seen before and then at mine which she had many times.
"Oh, we're fine. too much wine last night and when the company left we just fell asleep here on the couch."
By this time, my wife opened her eyes and when she saw Maria, just said, "good morning" making no effort to cover her body.
