I started dating my wife 12 years ago. At the time we met she was 25 and I was 26. A few words about Aly, my then girlfriend, she can be shy in a cute way and tends to be more conservative or at least at the time I thought so. Now after knowing her for 12 years I would say she is very much like the stereo typical wild librarian behind the glasses and conservative dress. She has a warm, sensuous smile with the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen. Her hair is ash blond, she has nice firm 34C breasts with succulent nipples and long toned legs that are to die for. I was immediately attracted to her at first sight. Through the first weeks of our relationship we grew close very quickly and like any new couple the sex was nonstop and hot. This story takes place after two months of us meeting.nnShe lived in NYC at the time and I lived in Washington, DC. So we typically saw each other on weekends – giving a lot of money to Amtrak. This particular weekend we met at the beach house she had rented with some friends at the Jersey Shore. nnI managed to get out of work a little early hoping to beat the traffic; I called Aly to let her know I would arrive around 5:30. It had been a long week and I found myself looking forward to a quiet night, some drinks, dinner, great sex and then bed. nnI was not expecting the night I was soon to experience. When I got there, she was dressed in a white t-shirt that clung to her every curve and a short skirt that showed off those long shapely legs. She was a site to be seen with her full breasts straining against the fabric showing her dusky nipples. At this first sight of her I could feel my cock stirring with anticipation. nnIt had been a week since we had seen each other and it was apparent that we were both passionate about each other in the way we embraced and kissed each other hello. I knew that I was in love with this girl and that I would one day marry her.