He excused himself after bumping them. It was a accident. He knew it. She didn't think so. She was gruff at the time when he offered the apology. She accepted it. Anyone around might have thought differently. She didn't really accept it.
They were larger then life. It wasn't hard to notice how big they were. He opened his car door, heard a noise, and the door slipped out of his hand. He quickly reached for it but missed the door handle. He accidentally went backwards without the car door in hand.
That's when it happened. She stood waiting for him to get in his car but before she knew it, he came flying backwards. When he did, she couldn't get out of the way soon enough, hence his elbows bumped into her bosoms.
He felt them. He knew what he felt. He wasn't ashamed either. But he didn't want it to appear as though he did it on purpose. He was embarrassed about it. In all honesty he tried hard to apologize to her. She thought he pre-planned it or he was happy it happened. She wasn't and let him know by her response she was not.
She said something like "Well of all the nerve." He apologized profusely he felt. He didn't forget that day and that incident. Not when you bang into beauties like hers as he retold the story occasionally. He couldn't forget her bosoms. He only saw her at the school or school events.
Yes she is a full figured plus size woman. There isn't any other way to describe her, except to say she is a very attractive woman. A woman he'd easily be willing to 'bump' into any day, any time, and anywhere for that same pleasure he got out of it like the last time.
Yes, okay it is an immature thing to do but it was not on purpose. Yes, okay it isn't something a man at 40 aspires to, but he did once it happened to him. Yes, okay we all know he probably waited for another chance to do it even though it was wrong and she didn't mind once the dust settled. Truth was in fact, she hoped something like that might happen again and she was in once of her rare good moods, because she's at her best when she is in a good mood.
5 weeks later he came out of the store. He had been clumsy that day. He dropped things left and right from the moment he left home. A simple credit card at the grocery store, to grocery bags, to grocery items at home. He left again the next time to get new clothes. He set his mind on a tad more stylish, but not with too much flair. He knew what he wanted exactly. He got the clothes, dropping them often throughout the store and feeling clumsy as well, and finally paying after choosing what he wanted.
Out the door, he tripped on the curb. He crossed the drive, and dropped his first bag. He bent over to pick it up. He dropped his keys. He bent down to pick them up. His sunglasses fell off his head. You get the picture.
At the car, he started to put his bags on the trunk's hood, but they slipped out of his hand. A car pulled in. He bent over to pick the bags up again.
When he stood up, he felt something. It wasn't air behind him that he felt. It was a dense object which he felt. It wasn't solid, but it was a dense one. He figured he bumped into another person again. But then he realized it. Before turning around he was apologizing.
"It's okay you didn't mean to" hearing the woman's voice from behind him. His eyes rolled around in a circle.
"Oh god, shit not again" he said to himself thinking he banged into another woman. He turned, looked, and he thought to himself "Oh fuck...its her. By that time, her back was turned towards him.
Regardless, he knew it was her. He's seen her figure, her shape, and her stature how many times before from the front and from back as well. She turned around.
"Hi how are you" shed asked in an unusually pleasant voice. Thinking she would scold him with one of her looks and that voice, he expected another gruff response. She didn't even know it was him. Still she knew who he was once she saw him and he wondered if she remembered the first time he bumped into her bosoms.
"I'm good thanks for asking" while still contemplating that first time. He hadn't stopped thinking about her bosoms. He carried that vision of them in his head for weeks until they finally started to disappear in the last couple weeks.
But bang! There they were again! That vision of them, complete with no top on, and only cleavage and a bra holding up to two lovely very large breasts and calling on him.
"How about you uhhhh" trying to remember her name.
"Tina" she replied in a polite tone. "Tina Waggoner is my name. You're Dan umm Dan Michaels right?"
He said she was right. They stood in the parking lot chatting away. For some reason neither of them felt like they had a thing to do. Neither felt it was time to move on. For some reason neither of them were ready to go. He even said "Well I suppose I should get going; what about you" he asked.
Even though it sounded like it was a burden for her to leave she said "I suppose." His mind fixated itself on her offerings inside her top. He wondered how much undulation she had underneath it. He thought about what she looked like underneath her top.
Did she have lovely and loving rolls underneath? Were her rolls soft and sensuous? The more he thought the more exciting it was to stand there talking to her. Was her stomach, albeit a little larger then some liked, tender and loveable? What did it all look like under her large attractive top? He wondered and wondered about all those rolls she brandished inside it. "Tina that's a great top you're wearing" boldly complimenting her.
But just as he said that she asked him "Is there something wrong with my shirt?" She didn't hear him compliment it. "What did you just say? There isn't a stain on it is there? There better not be."
She looked down and then realized why he was looking. He tried to compliment the shirt again, but she looked up and gave him that dirty look like before. He felt like he was pegged as a non-desirable again. He felt like she wouldn't have any of that at that point.
"I'm sorry Tina. I know I'm like that. I'm sorry. I should know better but its just well never mind I'm sorry." He put away his bags and got in his car. Just before he did he apologized once more. He told her to have a good day.
He drove on to his next destination. But something happened. He stopped dropping stuff. He went to get his car cleaned. He let them clean out his car. While waiting outside she drove up. She was getting her car cleaned also. They happened to stand outside together and talked some more.
That time, she was much friendlier. Off to the side she stunned him with the next comment. Nobody else could hear it but she said to him "Soooo you're a boob man are ya? From what I gather ya like bigger women too huh?" She turned sideways and looked at him. Her eyes sparkled as she smiled and waited for his answer. "Am I right Dan?"
He blushed and hesitantly nodded his head yes. "Okay it is true. I do like full figured woman. I won't deny that. I like a woman with good size breasts and umm uhhh extra weight, well you know, some rolls on her if I'm allowed to say so. I'm not going to say anything else for fear I'm gonna get myself in trouble."
She stepped closer. Under her breath she said "Dan thanks for making this woman feel like a verrrrry sexxxxy woman today." She looked him straight in his face when she thanked him. "Thank you verrrrry much Dan. I suppose in another time and some other place we could have hit it off a little differently huh?"
He felt a blazing hot rush run through him! It was as though temperatures soared into the upper 90's but from within. How he felt inside was incredibly weird. She turned him on!
He didn't want to answer because he didn't want to acknowledge she was right. Also he was fixated on the weird feelings he was having all of a sudden. He wanted to say he would romance her intimately anywhere it was convenient for both of them.
"Dan ohhh Dan you naughty boy you I know what you're thinking. No, no, noooo that's a no, no Danny boy." He was red all over excited and she could see it easily. She said to him she'd do it but she didn't say it officially. She turned him down, but she'd think about it only not in the capacity either of them cared to discuss it. Finally there cars were ready. They got in them, but she got out and said something to him.
"You mean that" he replied. "You mean it really?"
She nodded her head yes and smiled. She told him to meet him across the street. "Meet me there." She said she'd be there in a minute. He paid and met her at the parking lot at the mall.