At least once a day, sometimes more, in fact pretty much whenever the mood took her, she would go over to his desk, ostensibly for a chat, but in real...ty so she could savour at leisure the shattering impact her intimate presence always had on him. She loved to observe the hopeless yearning in his eyes, the riot of desire and sexual frustration etched across his perspiring face, as she sauntered up beside him.“Hi Graham,” she would purr, and she would lean in close, invade his personal space,. .. finish my massage..."Her blue eyes were on fire, bright and powerful, as she lightly squeezed both of my breasts. A quick kiss, then she said "Yes, please."I spread myself back on the table, Justine stood at my head, smiled and took hold of my neck. She started her gentle rubbing and kneading at my shoulders, down my sides to my hips, to my pubes, her strong fingers pressing on my mound, her lovely breasts hanging over me as she leant down. Bringing her hands together, she slowly drew up my. It wasn't until recently that I even found out what the term BBW was. I'm plus sized, bigger then average girl from a small town. I've always been told my eyes and smile are cute and gorgeous, but verbal compliments usually end there. If that ruins the story sorry I know I'm not everyone's cup of tea, but to the few that I am-boy is it obvious-to one in particular that I've always noticed-my bf's friend Dalton. (maybe maybe not his name)I'm not necessarily the brightest but there are a few. As a result Kristin mostly kept to herself and had very few friends, certainly not any close friends that she could confide in which she so desperately wished she had. During high school, Kristin had only dated a few times and those occasions ended up in disaster at the hands of hormone filled teenage boys. So she pretty much stuck with her studies and hoped that one day the right guy would come along and sweep her off her feet.Six months on the new job and Kristin was sent to New York to.