Ch. 01 - Lusting after the Cleaning Lady
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My name is Ron. I am a mathematical genius. I graduated from a very prestigious university with no college debt because I got the full ride. Upon graduation at the age of 22 I went to work for a large insurance company in Hartford as an actuary. I got a cubicle in a large open space office building and a huge salary.
This company had a lot of grumpy old men who managed it. It also had tons of young beautiful bookkeepers, secretaries and marketers. I made lots of friends with the other young people and found a few mentors among the older men. Computers were revolutionizing the insurance industry and I shined. The company realized very quickly how big of a genius I was and gave me the most challenging tasks with the tightest deadlines. I always delivered and within half a year I was promoted out of the cubicles to a nice office of my own and an even larger salary.
As I mentioned, there were literally hundreds of young, model hot girls who worked for this company but the woman who turned me on the most was Kamila. Kamila was a three-hundred-pound plus black lady on the janitorial staff. She was a stern no nonsense woman that carried an air of authority about her even though she was one of the lowest paid employees of the company. Despite her perfect white teeth which she showed off often with the biggest smiles even the highest managers were afraid to mess with her and everyone treated her with respect. She was in her fifties and was a huge mass of rippling cellulite! I was enthralled by how her rolls made her clothes bulge and how she waddled around the building! I couldn't take my eyes off her HUGE ass whenever she vacuumed the carpets, mopped the floors or cleaned the windows. I was mesmerized by the way her cellulite would wobble and sway as she did her work.
I would always "accidently" rub against her as I walked by her in the hallways. I would also always go to her janitorial supply room to ask for screen cleaner or paper towels.
On one of these visits Kamila asked me strait out, "It always seems like you are making an extra effort to bump into me and to come to my supply room. What's up with that?"
My heart was in my throat, I was nervous as hell and I don't know how I had the balls to admit to her that I found her to be the sexiest woman in the company!
"Well if that is the case, then why don't you invite me to dinner after work tonight?" She asked point blank.
"Sure." I quickly replied and she asked me if I knew of this Italian place not too far away from our office building.
When I told her that I had dined there before she said, "Good, I get off at six this evening. Meet me there at six thirty."
I agreed and tried to go back to work! Instead of numbers and code I had visions of cellulite enveloping me!
At six I left my office to head over to the Italian place. I arrived a few minutes early and waited by the entrance. At six thirty-five I Saw Kamila waddling over to the entrance. I held the door open for her and enjoyed the sight of her HUGE ass swaying past me. We sat ourselves down and waited for service.
"So why do find me so sexy?" Kamila asked.
I answered truthfully, "I hope you are not offended. It is hard to explain, but I can't take my eyes off you when you are around. I yearn to touch you and to feel your skin against mine. I yearn for you and my pulse races when you are near."
"That's sweet." She replied. "I bet you are attracted to large motherly types."
The waitress arrived and we ordered. During the meal I found out that Kamila had two daughters. Both in their early thirties and that her husband left her for a skinny woman after the second was born. Being so fat and with two young kids she was never able to meet another man but found the lesbian scene where other women were much more accepting, and even sought out her size. I was fascinated to hear about her having affairs with women and the fact that she has had close fuck buddies for a long time now.
"So, you see it has been over twenty years since I have slept with a man." I heard her say, "It was not by choice, but men were just not interested in a huge older lady like myself."
"I nearly choked on my beer when I heard her say, "If you are still turned on by me, I would love to experience taking a man to bed again."
"Sure!" I replied with the classic line, "Your place or mine?"
"I would prefer mine." Kamila answered. With that I paid the bill and we left for our cars. It was not hard being a gentleman and holding the door for her. The sight of her massive backside was plenty of reward!
Ten minutes later I found myself parking next to her in a run-down apartment complex. I opened her car door and helped her out. I followed her to a small one-bedroom unit up a flight of stairs. Once again, I was in awe by the swaying of her huge ass cheeks and the rubbing of her thighs. I could stare at her massive ass forever!