long moment, or was it an hour, he relaxed a little and she felt his cock slowly slide out of her.
They collapsed onto the fake bar and she rolled onto his chest, looking up into those blue eyes.
“So what now?” she said, blowing an errant strand of hair out of her eyes.
“Come to dinner with me.” He said.
“Fine.” She said, smiling.
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Buying the BBW
“Please! You have to do it! You’ll be great!”
“I really don’t think so. Why on Earth would someone pay for a date with me.”
“It’s for charity! They’re rich, they don’t think about money like we do!”
“And all I have to do is have dinner with them?”
“Yup.”
“No kiss, no sex. Just dinner. And they bid on that?”
“They love it! It lets them show off to their friends, they get a tax write-off for the charitable contribution! It’s pure innocent fun, I promise!”
“It’s probably all skinny white girls trying to hook up with some billionaire! Last time I checked I wasn’t a super model!”
“You’re beautiful! Everyone always tell you that! Please! My boss is driving me nuts; we still need 3 more girls!”
“You’re doing it?”
“Yup, I’ll be right there with you!”
“Any other…uh.” She scratched her neck “curvy girls?”
Her friend Karen dodged that question, and took a sip of coffee. She worked at one of those big organizations downtown and they were trying to raise money for children overseas. She had breathing down Jamie’s neck all morning, trying to get her to be a part of some auction they were doing for the rich and famous.
“It’ll be fun!” her friend said. “We’ll dress up, drink free wine, and stand around while men fight over us! What could possibly be bad about that?”
She had Jamie with that one.
“What do I wear?”
“Whatever you want! I’ll come over and we can pick out a dress, or maybe I can get my bosses card to buy you one!”
Jamie let out a long sigh, sipped her coffee, then nodded her head.
“Alright fine!” she said “But I ain’t sleeping any crusty old millionaires. Dinner is it, and then I’m going home. I’ll do it for you.”
Karen was beaming “for the kids!” she added.
“Yea. Whatever.”
“And it’s not all crusty old millionaires’ – I mean there’s a fair share of those, too – but there are plenty of handsome young playboys. Perfect bodies, nice cars, private jet rides to Europe…” she trailed off, temping Jamie.
“Yea for some reason I don’t see them taking a nerdy office assistant from Brooklyn to Paris for the weekend.”
“Never know.” Karen said with a smile, standing up and gathering her things “Anyways, I have to get back to work. Seeya tonight? We’ll pick out dresses.”
“Sure.” Jamie said, less enthusiastic.
“You’re going to love it. Bye!” she said, pushing the door open with her butt and disappearing into the shuffle of busy Manhattan commuters.
Chapter 2
They picked out dresses that night. Jamie had found a beautiful white outfit buried deep in the back of the closet, and after a trip to the cleaners it shined like a million bucks. It was elegant, yet tight in all the right places, bring attention to her big curves and voluptuous features.
Karen, who found a flowing red number, gave her two thumbs up – and the upbeat Midwest girl actually made her feel better. Her genuine personality was always a breath of fresh air, and when she called Jamie beautiful the bigger girl let herself believe it.
The pair spent the next night putting on make-up and doing their hair for the real event. They gossiped and Jamie actually allowed herself to get excited about the prospect of meeting one of these