chapter 3

so briefly back to the interview. i walked up to him at his table, all dozy and blissed out from the food. cradling his belly in his arms. i hardly wanted to disturb him. i just stood and stared.
after about a minute his eyes flickered open, staring straight at me. he gathered himself, pulling down his shirt, sitting up straight, putting on his jacket as gesture of... ?

but he knew what i'd seen. he'd lost some credibility, some mode of professionalism, some pride--by almost anyone's standards. but he could see that i liked what i saw. it was never mentioned. i can't remember the interview. but i got the contract.

the interview turned into more drinks at several different venues, straight talk, more food for him, more eye candy for me, him passing out from overindulging and me taking him home, waking him up to get him out of the cab, into my house and right to my bedroom where he collapsed, stuffed belly huge and round, our hands on it, caressing its beautiful shape, its incredible size, its inability to be confined by clothing, how it spilled out everywhere when i undid all his buttons and lifted up his t-shirt. i undid his belt, top button of pants, as much of the fly as i could manage by myself. i was happily exploring his juicy thick love handles, roll after roll of folds above them, reaching with some effort around his relaxed full girth and gently grabbing the soft pliable handfuls of back fat, squeezing it, pressing my face into his chest, his gorgeous big moobs, cupping them in my small hands, unable to hold a whole moob in my hand, that's how big his breasts were. i think that was the straw, his sensual breasts, slung low over that massive belly hanging down over his cock, hanging down on either side of him a round soft mass of flesh spreading out wherever it could ... trying to find space. after coming without any manual stimulation - coming so easily and uncontrollably just from touching him, looking at his gorgeous, gorged, obese body, belly overfed, spoiled, indulged and barely able to contain all the offerings it had been given. after the spasms of the last orgasm started to fade, and he wrapped his fat arms around me, engulfing me in his soft warm flesh, i was out like a light.