SSBBW Threesome
I was in my mid-twenties, and was trying to finish off a degree. Most people who go to college for 7 years are called "Doctor." Me, not so much. A few transfers, a few bad decisions, and a few cases of the "fuckits" and here I was, that guy from van Wilder who had been in school for 7 years without graduating yet.
I went to school in the morning, and I worked at night at one of two jobs. Both were second shift, until 10:30 or 11:30, depending on the number of customers each night and there was a local little bar on my way home that always had live music. It wasn't great music, but it was real, and not canned top 40 bullshit or over-produced rock or country. I went there every night for 2-3 before I went to sleep. Just enough time to relax, chat with people who were not my customers or co-workers, and just release the day's stress listening to a set of music played by some local guy who just loved performing. I'd chat with the musicians, and after about a year, I was a "regular", just that kid who came in every night for a couple.
Every Tuesday was a guy who had been a kind of big deal about 15 years ago, had his own set gig at a bar/lounge for a good 4-5 years, and had a loyal clientele at the time. After a while, things died down, he never got that big break, and he was now a traveling musician, playing gig to gig, bar to bar, but he was still enough of a name that every once in awhile he'd get a named gig somewhere. It is one of these gigs that changed my view on women, and what body type was 'sexy' and how attitude and personality really can win the day.
It was a Tuesday night, and Neil was playing. I had noticed that there were these two, very large women who were there every Tuesday night, but I never saw them any other night. One was pushing 350 lbs, by my guess, and had long blond hair. The other was rounder but shorter, and had short brown hair. I was sitting just a few seats down, and I was bored, the place wasn't very full.
"So, you ladies come here every Tuesday?" I inquire to break the ice.
"Yes, we are here whenever Neil is," the blond says. "He calls us his 'groupies', haha!"
I smile. We chat for a bit. The blond is named Gina, and the short brown haired one is called Robin. They had been following Neil for almost 20 years, and this was their 'GirlsNight' every week. We just bullshitted for about 45 minutes, and Neil finished his set.
He came over to get a beer from the bartender, and said Hi to me before getting his beer and going over to the women and kissing each on the cheek. They chatted for a bit, and he called me over.
"Ah, so you met my 'groupies'?" he joked.
"Heh, yeah, you're a lucky man!" I joke back.
He smiled, as did the two women, and we talked a bit more.
"By the way, Next Friday, I have a gig at The Sloe Gin with an actual band. You should come by. Cover is $10, but I'll put your name down, if you are going to show."
I ponder, "Yeah, why not? I could use a night off. Put me down, Neil. Thanks!"
He goes back to playing, and I finish my beer.
"Off to bed, I need my beauty sleep!" I tell Robin and Gina.
"Just 'sleep'?" Robin says, smiling. "So many better things to do in a bed. What a shame!" She and Gina giggle as I blush slightly. I wasn't expecting that.
"Yeah, well, um, yeah." I stammer like a teenager. This makes them giggle more.
I laugh it off. This is a shit test, and I'm failing it. It doesn't matter if they are two massive overweight women, no man wants to fail to impress with their banter and confidence.
"I'm saving my strength. See, I met these two sexy hot chicks tonight, and I'm SO gonna score. Hard. I better rest up! See y'all later. Night!" and I leave. At least I left with some dignity and not with my tail between my legs. I sleep soundly, and didn't think anything of it.
Friday rolls around, and I finish up early for once, around 10Pm. Cool, I head to the local bar and order, and have my normal 3 beers.
"Well, off to bed!" I say as I drop my tip on the bar. Bartender looks at me funny.
"What's up?" I ask.
She replied, "You said you were going to bed, but I thought you were going over to see Neil's band?"
Oh Shit. "Fuck, I forgot. Well, shit."
I leave and consider it. I'm 3 beers in, and it's not quite 11:30. Bars close at 2. Fuck. But, I promised. I head over there.
I pull in, and the lot is surprisingly full. I find a spot, and head to the door.
"ID and $10 cover charge," the doorman says. I hand him my ID.
"I'm on the band list" I tell him. He grunts like I'm full of shit. Looks up at me with a bit of a 'Yeah, right;' look. The band is a bunch of old dudes. He checks the list, checks my name.
"Shit, there you are!" He's surprised. "Well, enjoy!"
I head into the packed bar, and look around, see if I can find anyone I know, so I stand near the wall to look around. Waitress brings me a beer, and I watch for the rest of the set. 2 more beers down, and I still haven't seen anyone, but the music was awesome. The set ends, and I see Neil heading up to get a drink, so I head to the bar to say hi.
"Hey you!" I hear from behind me. "Where are your 'two hot chicks'?" Giggles. I turn around. Gina and Robin are sitting at the bar.
"Ha!" I say, "I think I just found them!" and head over. Finally someone I know, even if tangentially.
There weren't any empty seats, and with the size of their respective asses, there was no room to stand between them. They spilled quite a bit over the bar stool. As I am chatting, I am basically blocking the walkway in front of the bar, so I keep having to move forward to let others through. Each time I do this, I have to press into their fleshy hips, thighs or ass. At least I'm not getting pressed into a hard barstool or countertop, I think. Actually feels kind of nice, all squishy like that.
We stand there and talk for about an hour, when they announce "last call." Well, shit. Robin and Gina order a 12 pack of beers to go.
"Wait, you can do that?" I ask. I truly did not know this!
"Oh yeah, and we have a hotel room just across the parking lot, shouldn't drive after all this drinking!" they say.
They get their to-gos, the band stops playing, and we are getting ready to leave. I'm not looking forward to driving. Considering finding a parking lot somewhere safe and sleeping it off, when Gina pipes up.
"Can you walk us to our room? I'd feel safer if we had a man with us!"
"Sure," I say. "Happy to!"
I walk, and they waddle over to their room, and I get ready to leave.
"Well, I had fun, thanks!" and turn to go back to my car.
"Why don't you sit a while?" Robin says. "You've had a lot to drink. Just rest here a bit."
"Sure thing." I plop down on the corner of one of the beds.