Parking in the Park

Chapter 1

Luke never really liked the notion of a “BBW Fantasy.” For him – curvy, round, voluptuous, softy, full-figured, thick women were not a distraction or indulgence – they were the “norm.” They were the ideal. They were the only women that made his cock stir.

All through college and law school he made a point of finding, seducing, and pleasing ample-bodied women and found them to be more free, open, confident, giving, and orgasmic than their thin counterparts. He developed a reputation among his male friends for being a “chubby chaser,” but one thing was for sure . . . he fucked ten times more women than all of his friends combined.

Now that he was older, (his thirtieth birthday was fast-approaching) he was no longer as quick to screw as he once was. He was growing up and wanted to settle down and have a full, happy life. He wanted a wife and children, a mortgage, a fancy title and a six-figure income. He wanted, literally, what his boss had.

Mike was an alumni of the same college Luke attended. His law firm had a long history of hiring in young grads in need of their first legal job and it was well known that fellow “Eagles” could work their way up the ladder faster. Luke was doing just that, including serving as Mike’s “right hand man” in the office. That meant long days, weekend travel, and drop-offs and pick-ups at Mike’s home.
Mike’s wife, Louise, was once a lawyer, too. She was a young gun full of promise and hope and her looks didn’t hurt. Busty, blonde, blue-eyed, and tight-bodied, Louise could make opposing counsel and judges flinch under a single glance. But Mike was a better lawyer and had more professional ambition. Shortly after Mike and Louise married she quit the firm and focused on home and family. Three kids, sixty pounds, eight dress sizes, and her natural hair color (a lovely walnut brown, cut just below the shoulder) later, Louise was still smart, funny, sweet, and kind but she didn’t make many men weak in the knees. But she got Luke’s attention. She got all of his attention.

Luke would love picking Mike up and dropping her off mainly because Louise was there. Always there. Cups of coffee waiting in the morning, warm plates of food in the evening, invites to come in for a drink when the mood seemed in need of a libation. Luke enjoyed every minute he spent with Louise – who had a habit of wearing stained t-shirts and sweatpants that strained against her full hips and bouncy ass. She may not look it but the perfume she wore made his balls tighten with each whiff and insisted that Louise may not be going to work most days but she made what she had work.