Almost everything else in his life was coming together. He had just been hired at Marina Tennis Clinic as a pro. It was something he had always wanted to do and this club was really the creme de la creme with all the latest equipment. They had video tape equipment to instantly record the students progress and to point out their mistakes in technique before they became habit. The other pros at the club were a friendly crowd and the owner was a very agreeable sort as well. For the first time in his life he felt like he had it made. He had married a gorgeous young virgin who was one of the women signed up for the tennis groups and it seemed like it was a marriage made in heaven. They made a striking young couple but Eddie thought ruefully, it was all a front.

Shit, she doesn't even like me to finger her let alone ever let me eat her cunt. If I could just get her sample a taste of that she'd probably go out of her mind. God, the first time I did it dog-style to her instead of missionary, I thought she was going to call the cops.

It's my own fault. All the guys said I was an asshole to marry a virgin. I should have found out how she felt about sex before we got married. Now it's too late. It's been almost three months and instead of getting better it's getting worse.

Sitting at the traffic lights, his attention was diverted momentarily; it was the body of a woman that had caught his eye and he was sure that he recognized Sally Dunn in her white tennis dress walking along the street carrying her racquet on the way to the tennis club.

That's a body! Jeeeeesus! I've always thought she must be the hottest cunt in the club and standing around in the pro shop all day she nearly drives me nuts sometimes. I wonder what it would be like inside that hot little cunt? I bet she'd be a fabulous fuck!

Eddie, old boy, you're getting a little ahead of yourself. You've gotten married and already you're thinking about other women. This is not a good sign.