Chapter 2- First Impressions

Laly emerged from the rear seat of the Uber and she did not disappoint. This young womans outfit was better than anything that I could have expected. The weather was 10 degrees Fahrenheit outside, and the aquarium is located on the water. Believe me when I say it was freezing outside. Despite the fact that one could get frostbite from spending just moments outside in this weather, Laly managed to wear a loose white top that did not have the capability to contain her belly. She hiked her tight black yoga pants up to cover her belly button, but not high enough to meet her shirt, leaving one delicious roll exposed to the elements. Her caramel toned skin was a delightful contrast to her strained white top. And of course she was wearing white converse, as all women in their early 20s love to do nowadays.

We exchange a brief greeting as I stretch my arms to full extension for a warm embrace. I imagine this will be the last time it is this easy to wrap my arms around her. As we approach the ticket booth I allow her to get two steps ahead of me so I can examine her rear. I observe that my original predictions were correct. Laly is 30 pounds heavier than the photos showed, and the incredible width of her hips is offset by how far her belly protrudes. Her ass is not as expansive as I would hope for a latina woman with such wonderful hips, but it is nothing another 20 pounds can't fix.

"Two general admission tickets please" I say to the cashier. She takes my credit card and asks to see our Covid vaccine cards for admission. This was during a short period of time where Boston required all indoor event attendees to show proof of vaccination. I have my card handy. Laly starts fumbling through her purse. Of course the woman who can't control how much she eats cannot control where her basic belongings are. I suspect its probably because she isn't vaccinated. I see this scenario as a positive. I now jokingly have a reason to punish her. Perhaps I will tease her later about lying about her vax status.

I am relieved to know that I am no longer obligated to spend $80 to stare at fish. This now gives me an excuse to take us straight to dinner. "Lets head to Fanhueil Hall" I suggest. "I trust your judgement" replied Laly. I am unsure if her face is red from the embarrassment of forgetting her card or the blistering cold wind. Inside Faueil hall is Quincy market, a massive food court. I knew exactly what I was doing with this suggestion.

We enter the mall and spend a few moments perusing the various options. This place has everything. Tacos, lobsters, donuts, cake, soup, pasta, and asian food. She stopped dead in her tracks when passing the display of steaming hot buffalo Mac and cheese. We both agree that this is what we want to eat. She heads off to utilize the restroom while I pay for the meals. When she walks away I tell the cashier we want three servings. I lie and say its just because it looks so good I would love to take it home. But you guys know why I did it.

I select a table for us in the second level of the building. It will be such a joy to watch this lil plumper struggle to catch her breath after climbing the steep winding marble staircase.

"Woah" She exclaims as she takes her seat across from me. "This table has quite a view". Her moderately sized breasts heave up and down rapidly as she desperately struggles to pretend that the staircase didn't jsut get the best of her. It got the best of me too, but I won't let her see that.

We dig into our Mac and Cheese. She did not seem to hold back. Most women get a little self conscious about eating on a first date. They shouldn't be, but Laly did not seem to abide by this rule. I found it endearing how she did not mask her impulses. "This food is so warm inside my belly" she exclaims. "why haven't you eaten much of yours?" she prods. In my head I think "well its because I am a lean athletic healthcare worker who eats at a normal pace and your a greedy pig". I obviously cannot be so bold and start humiliating her on a first date. I don't yet know how she feels about her body, and don't want to accidentally hurt her feelings in the name a creating sexual tension.

I employ my usual dating tactic. I have beautiful deep blue eyes and I know how to use them. I stare directly into her brown eyes between bites. "Your cute" Laly blurted out, with her cheeks full of Mac and cheese. I knew at this moment that I had total power over this girl. I was careful not to return her compliment despite how pretty she was. I knew this imbalance would lead her to chase further validation as the date continues.

"That was great im so warm and stuffed" expressed Laly after finishing her bowl. I knew that it was just an act, there was no way that medium sized bowl was enough to leave her stuffed. I calmly slide the second bowl of Mac and cheese in front of her. Her eyebrow raises and lips purse. Her confusion is relieved when I say "they accidentally gave us extra. Id like for you to go ahead and have it. Better to eat it now when its hot". "I don't know im full from the first bowl." she says placing her hands on the side of her stomach. "ill help you!" I take her fork, stab the Mac and cheese and guide it to her mouth. We giggle about what happened and she continues to gorge herself mindlessly while we discuss the usual first date topics of work, politics, the weather, etc.

Chapter 3 coming soon...