I met my future wife in grade 8. I didn't know it at the time of course but I did find her very easy on the eyes even back then. The first words she ever said to me was, "You asshole, you knocked you eye out."
Well I didn't knock it out but she did get one hell of a shiner when my elbow hit her eye. See it was raining cats and dogs outside so for gym class the teachers decided on a little coed volleyball and when I went up for the ball on my way down I nailed her so hard with my elbow it knocked her off her feet.
I felt like shit. Here I am trying to play to my best and keep an eye on her at the same time and this happens.
After that I tried so many times to tell her how sorry I was but she wouldn't hear a word of it.
I got hurt myself later that year when a huge kid fell on my leg ripping my ACL apart. I was a goalie for a fairly good Jr hockey team and that ended any hope I had of a career in the NHL.
After 6 days in the hospital I was released and the first day back at school Tara my future wife was walking backwards down the hall talking to her friends and ran right into my injured leg knocking me to the floor making me yell in pain.
When she turned and seen it was me at first she smiled then realized how much pain I was in started saying how sorry she was. At first I wanted to tell her to go fuck herself but I just couldn't do it.
Back to the hospital and the doctors wanted to make sure no damage was done and kept me in over night.
Later after my parents left Tara walked in with her eye painted black and blue. I busted out laughing at the sight of her and told her that I didn't do it this time. She smiled and said that she had been way too hard on me and was sorry for making hard on me and for my leg.
We talked in till the nurse forced her to leave was visiting hours were over long before.
After that we became inseparable. And married a year after high school.
Her family is very religious and she insisted that she be a virgin on our wedding night. So before that night it was good hand jobs from her but bad blow jobs. As for me she would let me play with her very nice tits and touch the outside of her panties, that was it in till the ring went on the finger.
The night of our wedding when we got to the hotel room it was almost as bad as that movie. You know the one called Coal miners daughter. She didn't run home to her mom but did call her mom to say how much I hurt her.
Well hell I was a virgin too. I had no real idea what in the hell I was doing either.
From there our sex life went down hill as if that was possible.
Three years later my dad wanted to semi retire and had groomed me on being his replacement. So here I am 22 years old running a million dollar saw mill.
I had some ideas and most of them worked out which more than doubled the mills output making so we could buy our first house.
I loved Tara with my whole being but our sex life, well there wasn't one.