Tina and I grew up poor. We each wanted to earn some real money and never again be poor.

In school, I learned what I needed to learn, to earn the kind of money that I wanted. In order to prepare to earn some real money, I managed to get into a work-study program, while I was still in high school. In the mornings, I would go to high school, with the little children. In the afternoons, I earned money, with the adults. After a while, I dressed like an adult, talked like an adult and thought like an adult. My high school didn’t like the situation at all.

My high school had what they thought was a clever plan. They put me on joint projects with, ‘good girls.’ The good girls would waste my time, lecturing me about proper behavior. They tried lecturing me and it was boring as hell. One day they assigned me to work with Tina. Tina lived with her very religious parents, until they were killed by a holdup man. Then, Tina lived with her aunt. Living with her aunt was like being in prison, for Tina. If it was fun, Tina couldn’t do it at all.

Tina was, however, a very pretty young girl, with an outstanding set of tits! When I found out that Tina had the social skills that I needed in a wife, I put some moves on Tina. Tina then jumped out of her aunt’s lifeboat, into my lifeboat. Then Tina and I got married and set sail.

Tina, despite her total lack of sexual experience, was a fantastic fuck. She liked it and I think wanted to be sexually dominated. At first, Tina was a bit shy about my seeing her in the nude body, but she quickly became very enthusiastic about displaying herself, for my viewing pleasure. I didn’t realize then just how enthusiastic Tina was.

After we got out of school, the company that employed me quickly got into big trouble financially, mainly due to incompetence on the part of upper management.

Tina and I moved and I got a new job, doing what I had done successfully before. Tina got a job at a health club.

Our first adventure started with Tina’s health club job. It seems that the health club put out a promotional calendar, every year. A dozen of the hottest ladies at the health club were featured as one of Miss January through Miss December. Each lady was photographed, in the tiniest bikini imaginable, working out on some health club gym machine.

As a result of the health club promotional calendar photo, Tina and I were recruited to participate in a company sex party, to train us for a customer sex party. The customer sex party was necessary for the financial survival of my company. The participation of Tina and me in the customer sex party was mandatory, if I wanted to keep my job.

I then had to train Tina for what was sure to happen, at the company sex party.