Sandy just isn't the type of woman that I usually chase. I like heavy women the heavier the better. Sandy is thin as a rail, flat chested, has no butt at all, and to top it all off is ugly as sin. I'm not good looking by any means, no one has ever confused me with Tom Hanks. Sandy's face is just awful! She has a huge Roman nose, Small beady eyes that are set to far apart, she has almost no upper lip and her lower lip is huge, her teeth point in all directions except down, in short her face looks as if it were made up of spare parts.
She must cut her own salt and pepper hair using a mirror and dull scissors. The first time I saw her, at work, I thought she was a guy and paid no attention to her. I had to go to her desk for some information one day, she is an accountant and I'm in public relations. It was the first time I spoke to her. She had a pleasant enough voice and she checked what I needed to know quickly enough. I hadn't given her any more thought since then.
Several weeks later, on a Friday, Carol, Sandy's supervisor came to my office. "Rick would you help one of my people after work?"
"Sure, I said, what do you need?"
"One of the girls bought a gas grill for her back yard and needs someone to help her put it together. She didn't realize that it came unassembled and they delivered it during her lunch hour and is upset."
I laughed and said, "no problem I've done that before. Who is it?"
"Sandy in accounting," Carol said.
"Ok I said I'll call her and make arrangements."
"Thank you, Carol said she is all in a tizzy about it."
I looked up her extension in the company phone listing and called her. She told me where she lived, I was impressed it was a very nice neighborhood, I told her I would be there at 5:30 because I had to get my tools. She said that would be fine and that she had no tools her ex-husband had all of them.
"I hope you I'm not messing up a date for you." Sandy said.
"no I had no plans for tonight."
"That's good she said I won't feel guilty then." Sandy said.
I thought to myself if she was married I hoped they had no children or that they took after the father!
I arrived at her house just before 5:30. I had changed into jeans and a T-shirt and brought all the tools that I thought I would need. It was a huge house at least four bedrooms on a large lot I was impressed.
I rang her doorbell, Sandy opened it with a Martini in her hand. "Thank you for helping she said I'm no good at all with mechanical things."
"No problem I said."
"The thing is on the patio in the back." She said and showed me the way through the house to the back. There was a large patio and a nice sized in ground pool.
She pointed to the box and said "there it is! Would you like a drink? I make a killer martini!"
"Not just yet I said I don't drink when I work with tools, I just don't think it's a good idea."
She thought for a couple of seconds and then shook her head in agreement. "If you would like after you get that thing together I'll cook us a couple of nice steaks!"
"That would be great I said."
She sat down and asked if it was OK if she watched. "I like to watch people do mechanical things, I'm so bad with tools!" She giggled and I suspected that she was working on her second or third martini.
It was a very nice grill all stainless steel with two side burners and a rotisserie with an infrared burner. It took me an hour to get it together and working. Sandy was working on another martini by then. I heated the grill up and told her that we had to have it hot to burn off all the packing oils. "We can use it in a couple of minutes every thing seems to be working fine." I said.
"I'll get the steaks and a martini for you." Sandy said.
I said. "I could live with out the martini I said I have to drive home. A cola would be nice."
Sandy looked puzzled but said. "Ok a cola and a couple of porterhouse steaks, I like mine rare!"
"So do I." I replied.
"I'll be right back." She said and disappeared.
I checked the grill for gas leaks and to be sure all the nuts and bolts were tight. Everything was fine I wondered what was taking her so long.
She finally returned in a very small bikini with my cola and the steaks and, of course yet another martini. "I was warm she said and so I changed." She handed me the cola and the steaks.
"It is warm tonight." I said. "We can take a swim after dinner." She said.. Since it was late spring here in upstate N.Y. 70 is warm. I cooked the steaks and brought them into the kitchen. Sandy had some potato salad on the kitchen table along with place settings.
There was a picture on the wall of Sandy at what was obviously her wedding she was very pregnant, at least seven months. The groom didn't look thrilled and I recognized him as a wealthy business owner. That explained the huge house. She saw me looking at her picture.
"I loved the son of a bitch but after three children he left me for a big titted bimbo." She said almost spilling her martini. "I never complained about all his girl friends, I know I'm not great looking but his new wife is a third his age! I hope he's happy because he's paying through his nose!"
She was wound up now, all the booze was having it's effect. "The kids are all married and don't even call me, I was the best piece of ass he ever had, he just uses people."
"Some people are like that." I said.
"lets have dinner." She said changing the subject.
We talked about the office and the unusually warm weather for late May. Then she told me all about her children and showed me their pictures, they did look a lot like their father. She also told me that the only reason she worked was because she had been bored at home. Her ex paid her a lot of money every month so she didn't need the money.
It was dark before we finished dinner.
I wondered if she bought her clothes in the children's department because she was thin as a rail and had almost no tits they, weren't even an A-cup . She was only 4'10" so I suspect that she could wear children's clothes. I could see through the top of her bikini and her nipples were hard.
"Lets go swimming!" She said almost knocking her chair over when she stood up. "Oops! I need another drink!" She said and poured herself another from the picture on the kitchen counter.
I said. "I don't have any swimming trunks."
"No problem!" She said. "We'll skinny dip!" She took her top off and then pulled the bottom off as well. She had a hairy pussy and naked she looked like she had just gotten out of a world war II concentration camp. I doubt she weighed 90 pounds. I have dated women who's ass weighed more than Sandy did.
