How I Met My Wife

How I Met My WifeHow I Met My WifeThis is a true story about how I met my slut wife and my early lifeby eroscplit is not complete but a work in progressBeginningThere she comes down the path towards the basketball courts. Darrel told me she comes this way on her way to her part time job.From my vantage point back in the bushes and lining the back edge of the park I can plainly see the courts and the restroom.I first saw her walking towards me down the hall in school. Conservatively dressed in slacks and button up blouse. Her locker was only five away from mine but this is the first time I have been able to be here when she came by.Hi Francesca I said as she walked by. She gave me a little shy smile and said hi Jim and continued her way to her locker. I couldn?t take my eyes off of her. Short dark brown hair, possibly 5-4, maybe 115# but what stood out was her magnificent breasts even though she wasn?t showing them off in any way you could tell she was very well endowed.She glanced over at me again and smiled and I felt foolish for staring but nodded at her and watched her as she retrieved some books from her locker and walked away down the hall.Man??You look like you?re in a trance Jim? came a voice from my side. ?Oh?yeah?she?s so fine? ?I?m going to have to talk to her and see if there?s a chance I can get a date with her? I told Darrel.?Yeah right? ?Obviously you don?t know much about her do you Jim? ?What are you talking about Darrel?? ?Hey man, come to the park by the basketball courts this Wednesday at 5pm, keep your ass hidden in the tree?s by the restroom and you?ll see what I?m talking about?Darrel wouldn?t tell me anymore except to say I might change my opinion about her after Wednesday night. Darrel has been a friend of mine since I transferred to this school and started playing baseball. He was an outstanding athlete and played football and basketball too.The school I went to in Chicago had a mix of about 50-50 black and white and Darrel was one of the popular black athletes at school, an easy going guy that stood about 6-3, very muscular and very black.I couldn?t wait until the school day was over and when it was 4:30 I made my way to the park and hid in the bushes and trees by the courts.I saw her walking along the path approaching the basketball courts??Hey Baby? ?Missed you the other day? I heard Darrel yell out.Francesca had a big smile on her face and said something I couldn?t hear but she walked up to the fence. Darrel and three other black guys were shooting around and he came over to the fence and started talking to her. She was dressed in Bermuda shorts and a button up blouse, nothing revealing, she was on her way to work at the A