I would stroke off thinking about her, eventually when she became more sexualised
with age, I of course became more obvious and open, until I think that she really
got the hint that I spanked off thinking about her. She did not mind but the door
was closed for me.
dated men, and we both aged. I watched her push probably about 250lbs and
go from a D to definately a DD or larger. But all soft lucious and saggy.
Occasionally we were out of work, often at the same time. So we naturally hung out
ask bland questions about each others life and move on.
Then it happened, that moment in a guy's life that never happens, I won the lottery.
I mean I really won it. The jackpot was not big by today's standard, but I would never
have to work again. Better still, I won out of state. I made the regional papers there, but
didn't even come up on the radar in my home state. So I did not tell anyone I had won.
I quit my job and deposited my 5,000,000 after tax winnings in stable and axcessable accounts
and just went wild.
I scanned the net looking for all the hot BBW hookers and did a couple months travelling,
enjoying BJ's and kinky sex play
from the hottest BBW that you can litterly pay for.
Eventually I came home, I'd had the best you can pay for but I really hadn't had
anyone I could share
my days with.
I was laying back stroking off one night and the phone rang, it was Sandy,
of course I went stiffer, she told me she'd lost her job,
the company just went bankrupt.
The next day I came to her apartment, she wasn't dressed, she was in beat up
trackpants and a worn t-shirt, braless her big tits swayed
I could even make out her nips, well sort of. we talked and she
told me about her finances and i just grew stiff. She'd been crying that much was clear.
That's likely why she looked like she did, no make up and not trying to look sexy,
she had become a chubby tease.
That's when I said it, "So you need Money Huh?"
"Yeah", she said "But i'm screwed, everything is maxed out"
"What are you going to do then" I asked.
"I dunno, maybe i could sell myself" she laughed weakly
I laughed too " let me know when you do, i'll be the first in line"
"fuck off, peter" she said as she would at my innuendo
"No Sandy, I'm serious, just let me know how much"
"that's not funny peter, i'm in a bad situation, I need at least 3,000 this month"
"OK" I said
OK what?"
"I'll give you 3,000"
"WTF?"
I pulled out my wallet and started pulling out 100's..I alway kept 5,000 in walking
around money these days.
She just stared.
"cm'on Sandy , it'll be easy money, we don't have to have sex, I just want explore you"
"No fucking way"
I started putting the money back that I had been counting.
No, wait, you're serious, you really are, where did you get money like that anyway.
i lied, "a bet payed off at the track, I've still got a few thousand more at home"
"you came over here today hoping you could buy me?"
"Yeah, can I?"
"fuck off, your a bastard"
"one with money Sandy, take your shirt off honey, you don't really have a
choice"
"I do so, fuck you, get out!!!!"
"No, you don't" i said again, "you like this too much" I waved my arm around her
apartment as i stood up and moved in closer to her.
She stepped back as far as her sofa, I grabbed her wrist and put the 3,00 in her hand.
She clenched her hand around it defiantly, the started to cry. I was already all over
her hot saggy tits. They felt good in my hands, i found her nips through her shirt,
big knobs, almost half an inch in diameter. they pointed out but towards the floor,,
threatening to curl under and get lost in her big tummy.
I stepped back and took the money from her sweatty hand, " Now, Sandy, all of it off" I waved
the wad of cash"or none off this"
