chapter 8

Biting her lip she took his nipple between her warm full lips and rolled it between her teeth while lifting and squeezing his flanks.


She wanted so much to lick his deep navel, have his large newly stuffed stomach pressed against her face. She sucked hard on his nipple as the thought pleased her.


Working her delicate fingers down to Bill's belt, hidden deliciously by that astonishing stomach squeezed seductively between his wide strong thighs, she lifted it and found the clasp of his belt

Releasing Bill's nipple, "If it would please you...." she started as she reveled in the weight of just one portion of this mans abdomen gently lifting and releasing.

"May I?" She finished, waiting for permission to unbuckle his belt.

"Slow down pretty lady," he said smiling, and gently taking her hand away from under his great belly, "I'm just getting warmed up here and you're nowhere near filling this tank up. You've a lot of work to do before you get to open this fatboy's package."

He grinned at her crestfallen face and knew then he had her on his hook. Let's see how far we can push this and keep her on the edge he thought to himself...yes, I've got it. I need to get her on my territory where I can have some fun and she'll be not quite so sure of herself.

"Listen babe, you want to continue? I certainly do, but let's get out of this place and someplace more cozy."

He patted her hand as it rested on his thigh, her fingers still twitching and with his other hand massaged the back of her slender neck.

"I've a mountain cabin with all the comforts of home and a stocked larder just 2 hours out of town up in the national forest. Big fireplace, modern kitchen, hot tub, big shower, you name it. Just bought it in fact with part of my accident settlement and I'm not bragging when I say its first class."

He watched her eyes carefully looking for any sign of fear but he saw none.... he knew she was a tough one being a streetwise businesswoman and the sole proprietor of this pub.

"So how about you bustle that cute rear end into the kitchen and package up all those treats you were saving for me and while I'm loading them into the 4x4 you nip upstairs to your apartment and pack your girl things.... there we can pick up where we left off. It's a beautiful drive."

As Bill stroked her neck, small goosbumps appeared. She bit her lip and sat up straight.

Taking her time to consider the proposal. She thought over what might happen. She was nervous. This was her first proper meeting with Bill; she didn't want to get too close too quickly. But she was insatiably aroused, she was almost his. If she backed off now he may never make this offer again.

"O.K." she said. Hazel eyes looking deep into Bill's. She stood to her feet and took off her apron. Revealing her figure hugging black jeans. She kissed Bill softly on the cheek and disappeared to the kitchen, slowly swinging her hips and shut the door behind her.

She threw all she could into Tupperware containers and bags, and hastily returned.

"Here." She said handing her findings to Bill. "Could you take these to your car while I get my stuff together?"

Bill nodded, almost amazed at how quickly she was able to build such a collection.

She placed her hand on his padded chest and pressed her full lips to his.

"I will be back in a jiffy" she smiled then passed through a door marked 'staff only' and headed upstairs to her apartment.

Slamming the door she kicked off her shoes and pulled her hair down. Racing to her bedroom while pulling her jeans down.

She pulled out a pair of white lacy French briefs and a lacy white plunge bra. She stripped off and stood in front of her mirror. She primped her hair and applied fresh scarlet lipstick.

"Calm down, Jen. You are going to be fine. He is NOT your ex. He's.... different" she puckered her lips and sprayed a jasmine scented perfume.

She pulled the lacy underwear on and found a silk slip. She rolled black stockings over her smooth legs and retrieved a deep purple, figure hugging dress. It clung to her hips and breasts and framed her heart-shaped ass perfectly.

She threw some overnight supplies into a bag, pulled on her heeled boots and gave herself a final check in the mirror.

Nodding in approval, she put on her jacket, picked up her bag and keys and hurried down the stairs, conscious she had kept her large man waiting.

Bill had taken her treats and supplies to the truck; she took a deep breath to steady her nerves. Primped her hair once more as she locked the pub and set the alarm.

Stepping outside the air was cool. She wrapped her jacket tight as she approached Bill's car.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting." She said, trying to steady her breathing. "Ready when you are.... Bill."