Chapter 11: Loving Little Fat Girls
**hey, no need to have read the rest of the novel to enjoy this. esl**
Actually, I did fuck Melissa one more time. It was after Mae and I were married so I guess it classifies as adultery. As always with Melissa, the circumstances were strange.
It happened during a party I threw on the day I graduated from college. A bunch of friends came over to whoop it up and celebrate. Mae had to work that night and didn't come home until late. The party on the other hand, started early. People came and went throughout the afternoon and early evening. Everyone happy and drunk.
Melissa arrived around seven. She greeted me with a kiss, gobbling on my lower lip with that overbite. I placed my hand on her copious behind and gave it a squeeze. We were in public, but at a party these gestures often seem oddly permissible. Things always loosen up at a party.
I gave her a drink and she bounced off to party down. I watched her hook up with a guy that Mae had told me Mel fucked once in a while. I felt sort of wistful, maybe a little jealous. But it was Mae and my home after all. What could happen? Boundaries must be obeyed. Even on my graduation day.
The guy cupped one of Mel's tits and bent to kiss her. Before turning her face to his, she looked back at me and smiled. The she kissed the guy, driving her tongue into his mouth. I actually saw her tongue in the air before their mouths met.
I shivered and let it go. I greeted some more guests and had more drinks.
It was an hour and a half before I saw Melissa again. We met in a hallway that was just off the kitchen. People filled the kitchen and the living room at the other end of the hall. We were alone but people kept passing through.
Mel sipped her drink as we squeezed together to let someone pass by. "Mae's not here?"
"No, she's working late."
"Oh. When will she be home?"
"Half an hour, give or take."
"Wow, that doesn't give us much time." she said.
"For what?" I asked.
"For your graduation present. But I can't give it to you right here, if you know what I mean." She licked her lips and winked.
"Melissa, I really don't think..."
She stopped me, "It's best that you don't think, Danny."
Her white eyes bore into me. Challenging me.
"There's a closet in your bedroom. In five minutes, I'm going to be in that closet. Come find me and I'll give you your present."
"Melissa."
She stuffed something in my hand and said, "You have to come, Danny. I need these back."
She brushed the front of my jeans with her hand and walked into the living room. She squealed to the room at large, "Oops, I can't find my panties anywhere. What kind of party is this?"
I looked in my hand and saw a pair of panties. Big panties with tiny little roses printed on them. I quickly stuffed them in my pocket. I mingled around the party trying to decide what to do. I had a pretty good idea.
Six minutes later, I found myself in the bedroom. A couple of acquaintances of ours were making out on our bed. They stopped when I walked in. I knew Mae would be furious but I just said, "Bombs away."
They fell into each other and I quickly slipped into the closet, closing the door behind me.
Sure enough, Melissa was there.
It was a small walk-in closet so there was room for the two of us to stand. A small window provided some illumination.
"Hi, Danny. Ready for your present?"
She moved into me and I felt her round tits just below my chest. She had taken her top off. She wore only a flowing skirt and black high heels.
She reached out and touched my chest.
"Melissa, if we get caught, I'm fucked."
"If we get started, we won't get caught and we'll both get fucked. Remember these." She placed my hands on her breasts. The nipples jumped at my touch.
