Ok, I admit it, I have been brainwashed into believing the media, fashion world, and the now general consensus of what a beautiful woman should look like; slender, with a toned and very fit body. I know I have been guilty of almost totally blocking out of my sight any woman of size. There, I said it, guilty as charged, only I found out my sentence kept me from a very large and desirable portion of the female population..... my loss.
After a very brutal divorce, I was trying to find another house, only I could not afford anything in the greater Seattle area, due to what little I had left after my ex and her underhanded attorney had their way with me in court.
I found myself moving to a small town across Puget Sound called Bremerton. A sleepy little village known for its Naval shipyard. The kicker was to get to work I had to ride the ferry to and from Seattle which was about an hour long ride. It was way too expensive to drive on the ferry, so found the cheapest monthly parking lot which gave me about a 20 minute walk to the ferry terminal, so I could walk on.
I got a small tablet with 4G service and figured I was set. I began to enjoy the daily rides, stress free from the maniacal driving and traffic that Seattle has to put up with. I could relax, catch up on email, and surf the net as we used to say. I eventually found Literotica and began to enjoy immensely, reading all the different types of stories. I was amazed at the quality and diversity, and was soon "hooked". Now this type of reading had a tendency to put me on high sexual alert, even in my now single and solitary existence. I found myself doing a lot staring at some of the prettier women as I walked from the ferry to my parking lot. I found several different paths through the town, but settled on one that seemed to be the fastest. It happened to pass a little store offering "readings" and perhaps many different items that we used to see in head shops. I thought this because the smell of incense was very prominent when I passed by the store each evening at approximately the same time. As the summer progressed, we eventually started seeing temperatures climb in to the 80's and 90's. Now most of these older buildings do not have air conditioning and become quite stuffy in this type of weather. That is how I first saw her, because she was standing outside her store to try to enjoy what little breeze there was off the water.
Her hair was shiny blonde and in tight curls that cascaded down below her shoulders, framing a beautiful face, with bright, dazzling blue eyes. She was a very large woman, wearing what I had heard called a Mumu, a flowery dress that was large enough to encase her size. It was very loose fitting except for around her very ample bust, for there the material strained to keep her large breasts in. There was a large scoop to the neck of this dress, showing her wonderful cleavage, albeit very tight as her ample bosom was so tightly held. At first, my unknowing BBW censor almost hid her from my vision, although at times when I walked by I could swear I "felt" something. I wrote it off to being reminded of happier and freer days by the smell of the incense. I knew I must have walked past her several times without even looking, but today I looked. And what I saw was the most beautiful and radiant smile I had ever personally experienced. I felt it throughout my body, and thought even in my soul.
"Hello!" she said through her smile.
"UH... Hi" I replied, eloquently.
"Would you care for a reading this fine day?" she asked, her smile still radiating and in a way comforting me.
"Oh thank you, but I don't think I need a reading" I said, wishing I could muster something a little more intriguing.
"That's too bad, I've sorta already did a mini reading on you as I have watched you walk by each evening."
This startled me, for I hadn't known she even noticed me, as in my current state I didn't think anyone noticed me.
"I hadn't noticed, you notice," my smart ass reply (geeze I am bad at this).
"You are a very handsome, although trouble man" was her reply (at least one of us knew what they were doing).
I felt myself blush, both from the compliment part, and because my stupidity had kept me from noticing this beautiful woman.
"Thank you, I guess, the trouble is probably fairly easy to see huh?"
"Oh yes, but it is more than that, I am good at sensing things about people, some more than others. You are one I feel a very strong connection with although I sense a bit of wall in you as well."
"You are very intuitive" again a snappy retort.
"It is my job after all, and a special talent, one of them." She smiled as she said the last part, which actually had me feeling my penis becoming alert.
I smiled back drinking in the attention of the beautiful creature with special talents. I dropped my head for a bit, trying to fight off the embarrassment of not really knowing what to say. I noticed she was barefoot and had neon purple toe nail polish on.
"Your toe nail polish is lovely, very striking, and purple is my favorite color," I said trying to keep things alive.
"I know she said."
"You know the polish is striking or you knew my favorite color?"
"Both" once again her smile just brought me into her. "Ok, since you don't want a reading, how about coming in to the store, and let me show you a lotion to help the skin on your face, I don't know if you've noticed but all this walking in the sun has you a bit red." With this, she turned and walked back into her store, I was taken by her grace as she seemed to float on her bare feet into the store. I followed her and saw the rest of what her store offered painted on the windows. I saw pressure point massage, and sighed.
"You see something you like?" she said as she turned around and shone that lovely smile my way.
"Actually I see a lot I like," perhaps I am beginning to get the hang of this again.
"Please, do tell."
