I scour the Internet looking for large women for discreet encounters. They are my very own personal fetish. Don't ask me why. The first time I laid eyes on a chubby gal who was completely naked, I was hooked. My date to the prom was a slim, beautiful cheerleader but the gal whom I truly wanted was a chubby chick who was cute in my eyes but unfortunately had too many issues. Oh, well. I had been chatting online with Eleanor for three months. We finally agreed to meet for a discreet encounter just to see what's up.
I went to the restaurant, and waited. Eleanor arrived ten minutes later. She was a pretty, plump woman in her early twenties. I'm guessing her height to be around five feet eleven inches and her weight to be around 300 pounds. She wore a black shirt and gray pants. Her hair was long and blonde, and her eyes a pale blue. Her skin was alabaster, and smelled of sweet cream. She greeted me with a smile. We sat down and talked. I told her a bit about myself. I was a former college football player who graduated with a degree in Criminal Justice before heading to the police academy. I became a cop, as was the tradition of the men in my family going back several generations. Eleanor smiled, and told me a bit about herself. She was a college student and a member of her school's rugby team. I found that interesting. I played a bit of rugby myself. She also told me that she was a wrestler while in high school.
I was glad to discover that we had a common love of sports. We ate some delicious food, and enjoyed delightful conversation. She told me about her exploits on the rugby team. This gal was a real tomboy and learned the love of rugby from her father, the athletic director of the local community college and her brothers, both of whom were college football players. We left the restaurant and went around town. We had a lot of fun together.