There's a lovely short plump woman who I often see when I get on the city bus in the morning to go to work. She's always on her phone, brown hair, thick thighs and glasses, pretty smile and voice, this story is written from her point of view.
There he is again the young black man who's been checking me out every morning on the city bus. He doesn't seem shy but I bet he is bold. He tells me he wants me. He grabs my hand and kisses it, treats me with respect, opens doors for me, compliments me on my hair and my outfits.
I'm curious about him. I wonder if he'll ever go there with me, so curious what's on his mind. I wonder if he runs his hands down my thick thighs in his mind, he seems like he wants to know what's under my blue jeans.
I give him my number and he does the same a few days later we meet we're both off work I want to stay in besides in its too cold outside I text him to come over he takes a UBER to my house I open the front door to invite him in lean up and press my lips against his, he puts his arms around my waist embraces me tightly.
He gives my plump rear end a firm rub my heartbeat begins to increase we keep kissing and we kiss into my bedroom and he cups my breasts and then gives my rear end a squeeze. he continues to kiss me all over my body, I'm his he knows he has me under his spell I began to strip after i close my bedroom door he reveals his naked body to me the sight of his stiff rod makes me wet he looks over at my body and caresses my breasts sucks on them.
