She met me at the door with a smile and a kiss.
"Are you ready for the fashion show?"
"Am I ready? You have promised me on for a month and a half!"
"Well come in here and get ready," she said leading me into the bedroom. "Sit down and take a load off."
I sat down on the edge of the bed as she walked into the bathroom. Watching her ass and hips sway I and wondered, how did I get so lucky?
I guess I had better explain. I'm six foot tall and 290 pounds. Luckily for me, allot of my weight is still muscle.
I am one of those guys that everyone asks, "You played football didn't you?" My neck is almost non-existent and my chest is 54 inches. I've added some gut since high school but I still carry myself well. The problem I have is most women can't handle someone my size without fear. I'm not well hung or anything, it's just the physics of someone as wide as me. It just intimidates most women.
Now, let me describe my girl. Mary is 5' 9" and filled out in all the right places with nice, generous hips and full breasts. The kind of figure Renaissance artists loved to paint. Dark, curly hair; deep brown eyes and full lips complete the package. And she is not afraid of me. She likes my size and says it makes her feel protected.
As I contemplated my good fortune, she appeared in the bathroom doorway.
"Well, what do you think?" she asked after several moments of stunned silence.
"I love it, beautiful," I told her as she posed.
The βitβ was a peach, silk nightie that reached about mid thigh. Her breasts filled the top and her nipples were poking the silk out.
"Come here and get your prize," I growled through my suddenly tight throat.
Her eyes sparkled as she walked to me.
I took her into my arms and sat her down next to me on the bed, looking into her doe-like eyes as I placed my hard calloused hand on her soft cheek. Softly leaning in I kiss those beautiful lips.
Mary returned the kiss with a passion I had never felt in any other woman.
Her lips parted, begging me to explore with my tongue. Of course, I obliged plunging my tongue into her welcoming mouth.
Our tongues danced. I pulled back a little, took her lower lip gently between my teeth gave it a nip. A low groan escaped her throat as I felt her nipples swell and harden against my chest. She started to put her hand down to my dick, but I stopped her.
"Not yet, my sweet.β Mary pouts a little, but gets up and goes back to the bathroom.
I decided to give her a little show, so while she changed, I took off my shirt to reveal a wide, hairy chest.
Soon she re-appeared. This nightie was blue and a little shorter. There was lace at the breast and I can see part of a pale, pink nipple.
I don't even try to speak, just held out my arms to her and brought her to me. I kept her standing as I started kissing her neck.
Her soft moans were making me crazy. I moved down to her shoulder, lowering the strap on her nightie until her breast was exposed.
So as not to play favorites, I lowered the other strap so that both breasts were exposed for my appreciation. Beginning my exploration of her beautiful tits, I kissed and licked her breast without touching the nipple. My hand was matching my lips and tongue with the other tit. After a couple of minutes, she whimpered and I reward her by getting to the nipples. I licked and sucked each nipple, back and forth, for several minutes until her knees buckled and she tried to touch me again.