I'm a 48-year-old married white woman; I live in a rich neighborhood with my husband and two daughters. I live a life that most women my age would envy, I guess, but up until recently I have not been able to enjoy it. My sex life for one had been lacking to say the least; my husband complains about the weight that I have gained since he married me. He complained that my ass and thighs were too fat. I feel like I am unattractive to him and that really hurt my self-esteem.
One morning after he had gone to work, as I got out of the shower I examined my self in the mirror. I have always been a shapely woman standing 5'5 and with 38 DD's. However over the years my breast started to sag and my ass had gotten bigger. I looked at my ass in the mirror it was still very shapely but a lot thicker than it used to be. My thighs too had increased in width. I guess it had crept up on me before I could even notice. I got on the scale; it took all I had to bring myself to read it, 150 pounds! I didn't feel that fat, I felt as though I still carried it well. As I looked in the mirror and remembered my husband's remarks, I suddenly stopped feeling depressed and realized how unattractive he had become. He had a beer gut and was beginning to bald, who was he to talk. I suddenly had the urge to forget what he had said and spend my day drinking margaritas in my back yard by the pool. I got dressed and headed to the grocery store to get margarita mix. I always felt sexy when I dressed in revealing clothes; fuck it I thought, so what I had gained some weight, it was summer and time to show some skin. I put on a string bikini and some short shorts that clung to my ass and a matching tank top.
As I entered the store I noticed several young black boys out of the corner of my eye. To my surprise they were blatantly checking me out. I decided to give them a show and dropped my purse, and then bent down to pick it up. To my surprise they loved it! I heard one of them say,
"Damn that white lady got big ol booty!"