She finally allowed this conversation to continue.
She thought to herself: "This conversation might even turn into a sizzling flirt or maybe even into something bigger than that. I really like Grant's attitude, his charm and the way he is treating me."
She decided to step into her beautiful friend Barabara and into Barbara's mind. Callie was ready to do exactly what Barbara had done in this situation.
Callie remembered having some naughty conversations with Barbara where her best friend confided all her deepest erotic fantasies into Callie. In one fantasie Barbara was walking naked on the beach with her lover. Her photograph lover was making the most beautiful artwork out of Barbara's voluptious body. Barbara's favorite fantasies was this one. Barbara accepted an invitation of a stranger who invited her on the top of his loft in New York. They had a romantic dinner outside on the terrace with caviar and champagne. They played a game of undressing during dinner. When the dinner was over he asked her to turn around and undress the rest of her curvy body so that she was totally naked. He blindfolded her and alligned her front with the wall of the building. He fully undressed himself and caressed her from behind. Both were naked, excited and full of sexual desire for each other. He dealt with his stock broker on the phone simultaneously and both took an ecstatic pleasure out of this naughty adventure that not even the stock broker on the other side of the line nor the man's butler inside the apartment seemed to notice. He made a fortune trading stocks while bringing Barbara to the climax.
Callie envied Barbara a little bit for Barbara's sexual fantasies. Callie tought to herself: "Barbara lives in her fantasies and she fully embraces her love life and I am living a boring insignificant life."
Callie goes on with her daring daydream and silently wonders: "how about playing a little role play. I want to experience how it feels to slip into Barbara's pretty high heels!"
Callie inspired her own mind before opening the exciting news to Grant: "I am totally going with my feelings and emotions but just for today. I am curious what happens. I really want to see if romance really exists on such a day like this!"
"Grant!", she exclaimed in emotional agitation.
"I am accepting your unresistable proposition. I am accepting the rendez-vous with you!", Callie whispered in a soft and angel-like voice and to Grant's astonishment.
"Oh, Callie, I am so happy to hear that you changed your mind.
What made you change your mind so quickly?
You know this changed situation really makes me a happy man because my intentions towards you are completely pure and sincere.
I truly care about you. You know that I only have your best intentions in mind, Callie, right?"
He did not wait for her answer and continued: "what about 8 o'clock tonight?
I will pick you up at your apartment and my driver is going to deliver something to your place this afternoon. I hope you will like it. I really hope you will be wearing it tonight. I plead you to follow my instructions that my driver is going to hand you in an envelope. It is very important to me that you do follow every detail, Callie!"
Callie shrugged and nodded in disbelief. She had no clue what to think or what to say to Grant's words.
Grant noticed her uneasy reaction and encouraged her: Callie, I have something very important to show to you later tonight. I can only show it to you if you follow my instructions! You don't have to be afraid or feel uncomfortable, but I can not tell you everything now. I don't want to ruin it."
Callie shivered in uncertainty because on one side she desperately needed a little excitement in her love life, but on the other side Grant was starting to intimidate her with his secrecy.
She was wondering if she made the right move and if spending the evening on Valetine's day with Grant could really be the prescription for what she was missing in her life, or if she was in the process of making the biggest and most regrettable mistake of her adult life...
Story IV
Part I
Catherine sat propped up in her king size bed sipping on a glass of red wine and nibbling on a chocolate truffle. Tears continued to course down her full cheeks as she tried not to focus on Daniel and the fact that Valentine’s Day was tomorrow. She still didn’t understand why Daniel had ended things with her. He had always told her that he loved her full-bodied curves. In fact, he had been so insistent in showing her repeatedly just how much he loved her very opulent breasts, padded curvy hips and bouncy ass that she had believed every word that came out of his mouth.
Yet, just two days ago, he had texted her and said that they were over. Texted her, for god’s sake! The little worm hadn’t even had the decency to break up with her in person. That should tell her something about him. But it didn’t matter because she had been totally in love with him. Truth be told, she was still in love with him even though she now knew that he didn’t deserve her love.
What was she going to do now? In the past, Valentine’s Day had been one of her favorite special days of the year. She had enjoyed many lustful trysts on past Valentine’s Days. The thought of some of these brought a smile to her lips as she replayed them in her mind. Yes, Catherine had been lucky enough to have attracted some pretty wild players in her past even though she was classified as a BBW; big beautiful woman. Besides, there would always be chubby chasers no matter where she went. That helped her to be quite comfortable with her Rubenesque style body.
One lover had even told her that he preferred women of her size because he loved to be able to truly grasp full breasts and ass in his hands. He then went on to say that you just couldn’t do that with those “skinny model types.” If they actually had a chest, usually they weren’t real and who wanted to play with small beach balls?
Now, though, Daniel had done the unimaginable. He had dumped her right here at Valentine’s Day. Sniffing, she wiped away a stray tear and took another sip of her wine. Following that with another truffle, she tried to think of how she was going to survive this.
Suddenly, her doorbell rang.
Hoping against hope that it might be Daniel saying that he had changed his mind and that he loved her after all, she got to her feet as quickly as she was able to and headed to the door.
“I’m coming,” she called as she hurried down the hallway.
Taking a second to look through the peephole on the door, she saw that no one was there.
Dammit, she thought. I’m too late!
Whipping the door open, she stepped out into the hallway looking both ways to see if she could spot her elusive caller. But there was no one in sight. She turned to re-enter her apartment when her foot kicked something. Looking down, she saw a gift wrapped box sitting at her feet. She stared at it curiously for a second before leaning down to retrieve it. With a puzzled look on her face, she carried it with her back into the apartment.
This package had been delivered personally as it was wrapped in shiny red paper with a white satin ribbon. There was a matching red card attached to it with her name on it. Catherine opened it and read the brief message that had been written there.
“Such a beautiful woman should never be sad. You should be appreciated and adored. That is just what I plan to do with you tomorrow night.
Someone who cares”
Still highly puzzled, Catherine set down the card on her kitchen bar and then picked up the package. Carefully, she opened the box to reveal a sexy little teddy in a wicked red color. She withdrew it from the box and held it up against her. It seemed as if it was the right fit.
Yes, her gift was lovely, but who could have sent it? Not only that, who was planning to “appreciate and adore” her tomorrow night? Shaking her head a little, she walked back down the hallway to her bedroom. Carefully, she hung the teddy on a padded hanger and stood back to admire it once more.
Finally, she decided that she needed to get some sleep. Only in dreams could she seem to forget about Daniel and his cruelty. Oddly enough, tonight she was sound asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
The next day dawned bright, sunny and cold. Catherine found herself to be happy even though she knew that Daniel wouldn’t be a part of her Valentine’s Day. Instead, she spent the afternoon at a day spa getting a facial, massage, and body wrap. Then it was on to the salon to get her long dark auburn hair curled and her nails manicured. By the time she returned home late that afternoon, she knew that she looked beautiful. Darting into her closet, she pulled out the new red teddy and slipped into it. She had been right. It fit perfectly! Choosing a deep red dress with a scooped neckline that showed off her impressive cleavage, she put it on and looked at herself in the mirror.
I do look gorgeous! She thought, smiling.
She was dressed by 7PM when her doorbell rang. This time when she looked through the peephole, she saw a man wearing a uniform of some sort. Keeping the chain on, she opened the door a crack.
“Yes?” she said.
“Good evening, ma’am,” the man said in an almost courtly manner. “Are you Miss Catherine?”
“I am,” she replied.
“I’m instructed to ask you to accompany me,” he said.
“Accompany you to where?” she asked.
“If you look out your window, you’ll see the limousine waiting. That is for you.”
Slowly she pushed the door shut and walked over to her living room window. Looking down, she gasped as there was definitely a limousine waiting.
Deciding that even though it might not be the smartest thing she had ever done, nevertheless she grabbed her coat and purse and went with uniformed man. When they reached the limousine, he opened the back door for her and invited her to get inside. Stepping in carefully, she was greeted by one of the most handsome men she had ever seen.
He was smiling and handed her a glass of champagne. His hair was black, and his eyes were an ocean blue. A sexy lopsided smile showed her perfect white teeth and a slight dimple on one side of his mouth. She accepted the champagne and simply sat staring at him.
“Hello, Catherine,” he said in a low sexy voice. “I’m so happy that you agreed to join me. Shall we drink to new friends and future possibilities?”
“Ok,” she managed to whisper.
Once they had sipped the champagne, Catherine found her voice.
“Who are you,” she asked. “And how do you know me?”
“My name is Marcus,” he said. “As for the rest, I’ll be happy to share that with you later but, for now, can it just be an exciting sort of mystery?”
Smiling a bit, Catherine nodded and off they went into the night.
What a night it was! Marcus took her to a five star restaurant that he had rented out for the evening where they enjoyed one of the most delicious gourmet mills she had ever had. Following that, they were entertained by a private band where they danced until well after midnight.
Finally, they were back in the limousine and on their way to Catherine’s apartment. Marcus was holding her hand. She really didn’t want this night to ever end and she kept trying to think of a way to keep it going. She needn’t have worried about that.
When they reached her building, Marcus got of the car with her and walked her up to her apartment. Outside of her door, he turned her face up to him and placed his mouth on hers, gently at first. However, it quickly caught fire and they were both caught up in a very heated kiss.
“Do you want to come in?” Catherine managed to gasp as she broke away from him.
“I was so hoping that you would ask,” Marcus whispered.
Once they were inside of her apartment, Marcus was kissing her with abandon now and moving his hands all over her body, whispering how beautiful she was. His mouth blazed a trail from her mouth down her neck and just to the top of her cleavage. When she didn’t protest, he slowly removed her dress and she was standing before him wearing the red teddy, sheer silk stockings and a matching red garter.
He stood back and stared at her with a smile on his face.
“You did wear it!” he exclaimed. “I’m so happy! And you look just as amazing in it as I knew you would!”
“You sent this to me?” she asked breathlessly.
“I did,” Marcus replied. “Do you like it?”
“I love it!” Catherine said as she smiled back at him.
“It truly is a shame that it will be on the floor in just a few minutes,” Marcus teased.
Catherine couldn’t find the words to say anything and then he was kissing her and touching her again. Finally, she took his hand and led him to her bedroom. When they got there, she sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him with fire in her eyes.
“Take off your clothes,” she said. “I want to see you.”
Marcus didn’t argue with her. He stripped slowly and seductively for her until he stood naked. His cock was erect and beautiful. She reached for it and wrapped her hand around it, stroking it slowly. Marcus threw back his head, eyes closed and breathed deeply before pushing her back onto the bed and kissing her from her mouth to her breasts. This is where the teddy was removed and tossed to the floor.
He took Catherine’s full breasts in his hands and caressed them as he moved his mouth from one nipple to the other and back again. Catherine cried out in pleasure. Then he moved his hand down to separate her thighs and deftly stimulated her aching and stiff little clit. He felt her wetness and knew that she was ready for him.
Poised above Catherine, Marcus placed the head of his cock right at her most intimate of openings and plunged deeply into her. Catherine once more cried out as she lifted her legs to wrap around his lower back and moved up against him. Together, they moved in a hard and fast rhythm until they both felt their moment of no return approaching.
Their orgasms hit almost simultaneously and they cried out together as they held each other, riding out the storm.
Afterward, they lay together fighting to breathe normally once more.
“Marcus,” Catherine finally said. “Just who are you?”
Her question was met by silence as Marcus smiled into the darkness.
“How about we discuss this in the morning?” he asked. “By the way, Happy Valentine’s Day.”
Part II
Catherine woke the next morning to the tantalizing aroma coffee brewing. She stretched like a chubby, sexy cat with the smile of a very satisfied woman. Reaching over to the other side of her bed, she found it disheveled but empty. Her eyes flew open and she sat up part of the way looking around her bedroom a bit wildly.
Now she was wondering if the previous night had been a dream; a lovely dream, yes; but a dream nonetheless. As she moved, though, her body had that slightly sore sensation of being well-loved. That’s when she was fully certain that Marcus had, indeed, been real. Then there was the coffee. She knew that someone had to have made it and it had not been her. Therefore, it had to have been Marcus.
Feeling rather lazy, Catherine really didn’t want to move from her bed but she wanted to find Marcus. Maybe they could have one more tryst before he had to leave. That was when it occurred to her that the limousine surely wouldn’t have been made to stay outside all night. The poor driver would have had to doze in the vehicle.
That and the thought of Marcus standing in her kitchen finally motivated her to get out of the bed. She located her robe and put it on, belting it at her waist. Pausing to step into the bathroom, she washed her face, and brushed her teeth and hair. Once she was sure that she was presentable, she headed down the hall following the aroma of the coffee.
Smiling broadly, she stepped into the kitchen ready to greet Marcus and hoping to find him in some stage of undress. But the kitchen was empty. That propelled her to the window from her living room where she looked down at the street. The limousine was no longer there.
Where had he gone? Wouldn’t he have at least wakened her to say goodbye?
Sighing, she went back into the kitchen for a cup of that delicious smelling coffee. When she went over to the coffee maker, she spotted something that she had previously missed. There wa
s a note propped up beside it. Picking it up, Catherine smiled as she read the message written there.
You were so beautiful and sleeping so peacefully that I didn’t have the heart to wake you. Last night was one of the most incredible that I’ve ever experienced. I apologize for having to slip out so early but I had a meeting this morning that I could not miss. Thank you, lovely Catherine, for such a perfect Valentine’s Day. I will be in touch.
M.
Well, at least now she knew why he had gone without saying goodbye. She poured a cup of coffee and carried it into the living room. Sitting on the couch, she thought back to last night and remembered everything that had happened. She just couldn’t seem to stop smiling! It’s a good thing that it was Saturday. She would have had a difficult time going into work today. Everyone would have known that she got laid just by the look on her face.
Catherine spent the rest of the morning and the better part of the afternoon simply being lazy. She enjoyed a nice full breakfast and then took a long hot shower. Afterwards, she curled up on the couch and watched one of her favorite romance movies as she sipped hot cocoa and nibbled on a sandwich. Part of her kept waiting for Marcus to call and she was more than a little disappointed when he didn’t.
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