One week passed since the bachelorette party and not only was it Victor's last unofficial gig, but Cord also decided to part ways with the Gigolo Project to pursue other interests. Cassandra graciously accepted his resignation with a full nondisclosure agreement about his involvement in the Gigolo Project.
Cord's girlfriend Janie returned home a few days later from being away taking care of an ill family member and after having incredible welcome home sex, Cord treated her to dinner at a local restaurant.
"Babe? Are you well? I don't know what it is, but something is different about you," Janie noted her boyfriend sitting quietly lost in his thoughts, and continues, "Not that I'm complaining after the bomb sex we had last night. The best welcome home present ever. I'm surprised I'm walking this morning," she concluded with a giddy chuckle.
Cord smiles and replies, "Just have a lot on my plate, babe which is why after a long week of processing this, I need to come clean."
Before Cord comes clean, a waitress approaches the couple with menus and Cord does a double take at the enormity of the waitress's low-hung bulging breasts stretching her black smudged work shirt tucked inside her mom jeans. Her mature fair-colored face is a bit homely with bushy eyebrows and a few crooked teeth. Her body is stocky with a bit of a hunchback, but none of that mattered to Cord. He sees what he wants for lunch and it's not included in the menu. Janie noticed his reaction, raising an eyebrow.
"Hello, you beautiful folks. My name is Cybil and I will be your server this afternoon. Here are your menus. What would you like to drink and would you like to order some appetizers?" asked the waitress.
Breaking eye contact from her gargantuan melons, Cord responds, "Yes ma'am. I will have a Pina Colada with chips and dip."
"Just a water for now, thank you," Janie replied a bit sassy.
"Okay, you fine folks. I'll be back with your drinks and appetizers, and to take your order."
As Cybil walks away to the kitchen area, Cord watches noting her flat butt and flared hips and the barefaced reactions from other men in the diner ogling her mammoth wobblers.
"Holy shit, babe. Her tits are wildly fucking massive and they look bigger than Adele's and she wears a fucking J cup," said Janie and continues, "So you want to fuck that waitress? I know your cock is getting hard looking at those freakishly ginormous boobs. I can feel it," she chuckled, pressing her sock-covered foot on his crotch, feeling and stroking his growing erection.
Cord grunts softly, but then snaps out of his trance and got serious.
"Not right now, babe. I need to tell you something first."
Before he can tell Jane what's troubling him, the heavy-stacked waitress approaches them with their drinks and appetizers. Cord once again gawks at the obscene wobbling display transparent through Cybil's black work shirt. The extra-strength, extra-large bra underneath struggled to contain the massive amount of fat spilling over the cups. His lecherous gaze breaks once she arrives at the table, but his eyes dart back and forth between her uninviting face and oversized bazongas.
"Here you are, your drinks and chips and dip. Are you ready to order?" Cybil asked holding her writing pad and skinny elbows pointing outwards due to the immeasurable jumbo size of her knockers.
"Ah, can we have another minute or two?" Janie asked.
"Sure thing, darling. I will be right back to take your orders."
Cybil walks away and Janie feels Cord's big cock near full erection under the table.
"Hmmm. Those humongous hangers got you rock-hard, babe. Maybe if we ask nicely, she'll show them to you," Janie teased, rubbing her foot up and down his big dick.
"Babe... I quit my dad's car dealership and want to be a porn star," Cord blurred out substituting his father's car dealership with the secret work he did as a gigolo.
Janie is taken aback, confused, and curious by his sudden announcement. "And what brought this on? Is our relationship not open enough?"
"What? No, babe. I love our open relationship. This might be a good thing for our relationship and I'll explain in a minute. I met my idol, The Boa Constrictor last week and he inspired me to follow a new path. He hired me as a performer to shoot and run his new subsidiary website that will only feature amateur women. And I need a partner to help run the site. What do you say, babe? You're pretty good with web designing and all that other computer-nerdy shit. It'll pay more than your lousy waitress job," Cord explained.
"Well maybe if you paid more attention to school work and not the next time you'll get your rocks off, you would know a thing or two about computer-nerdy shit?" said Janie a bit annoyed by the insult, "But I am listening."
"You know what I mean, but I do get the final say as far as production goes, but we will be working together, side by side, choosing the women. Also, I will need you to operate the camera until we expand. You were pretty good at recording your former roommate taking a pounding. Speaking of which, you think Adele would be willing to return for our first shoot?" he asked.
Janie scoffs, "Babe. When she found out you manipulated her further thinking her boyfriend had betrayed her and then sending those pics and vids to his phone, we're lucky she didn't go to the police and press charges or just flat out sued us for emotional distress... But don't worry, I think I found our first amateur star," she eluded and pointed to the top-heavy waitress Cybil making her way to their table.
"So are you fine couple ready to eat?" Cybil asked.
Cord grins stupidly as he looks up at Cybil, primarily sinking his perverted eyes into her giant head-sized shirt-stretching breasts. "I know I am, but what I want isn't on the menu."
"Behave, babe," Janie teased, rubbing her foot on his swollen rock-hard cock.
"Well, I'm sorry that we don't have any for your liking. Do you need a few extra minutes to find anything you think you would like?" Cybil persisted and continues, "The tips help me out on slow days like this. A girl has to pay her rent and health insurance, you know?"
"Oh, I know exactly what you mean. I'm a waitress too at a smaller venue, busting tables, doing the disgusting dishes, mopping the smelly bathrooms, but I just found a new job opportunity where I can make some serious money," Janie informed Cybil and continues, "And we would love for you to be a part of that."
The waitress is caught off guard by Janie's proposal, replying, "And exactly are we talking about here? What's your new job and is it really that lucrative?"
"Very lucrative," Cord chimed in.