(This story is based on real ppl I know and their lives are used to create my fantasy world around them)
I met my wife Christy about 15 years ago. We worked together at a dinner show theatre for about 3 years. I was taking a few classes at the local community college while she was graduating from the state university, she’s about 2 years older than me. When Christy and I first met I had a girlfriend of a couple of years but it was all but over and soon after meeting my future wife I ended that relationship.
Christy was the most beautiful and captivating woman I’d ever seen in all my 21 years, which isn’t a long life but I dated a lot and they were all gorgeous. Christy is about 5 feet 3 inches tall and weighs about 110 pounds. She has long dark wavy hair, golden brown eyes and a face that could pass for Carrie Underwood’s sister. Her body is petite, lean and fit like a dancer or cheerleader which she was both almost from the time she could stand on her own. Her legs had the perfect amount of muscle definition while still being feminine, her booty was two perfect globes that wiggled just right when I’m motion, her one physical flaw according to her and some others but not me were her tiny breasts. She was a perky small a cup that didn’t need a bra. To me they were amazing and fit her size and body type perfectly.