"You look beautiful, baby but isn't that skirt a little short?"She laughs, "That's a leading question, my dear, and I don't have time to play." What w...uld your partners say if they knew you were spanked before work and you were sitting on a very warm bottom?"Talk to me later. I have to run."Ha! I don't think so. She bites her lip and watches as I move one of the chairs to the center of the room. I sit and pat my lap."I can't believe you want to do this now," she complains but she quickly comes. She wobbled back and forth like a massive pink custard, her next few buttons popping off, as her pants started to tear at the seams. Her protests grew weaker and weaker until she was mostly just mindlessly smacking away, a placid look on her dough-bag cheeks. “Mnff… B-bacon…”Oh-so-fat and getting fatterTurning her clothes into tattersTrouble’s brewing from withinWe wonder, can she hold it in?Just as the scale hit one thousand pounds – a half-ton – a wet squelching noise came from Allison’s. She likes to tease and likes me to finger her when we were in places like crowded lifts. Mind you, knowing the crowd she was out with, they had all probably thrown their knickers onto stage at the strippers, if any of them had been wearing them to begin with.” “We share a taste in buxom women. I’ve always thought Susan very sexy.” “You’d like to shag her?”. I said “I’d jump at the chance.” He agreed. I went over to the sofa and undid her blouse, pulling her forward I pulled it off, opened her. ”“But you’ve never made a pass at me?” she said with a hurt expression.“Everybody thought you were unavailable,” he said.“Yeah I guess that was true, but now I am… so… are you going to make a pass at me?”He looked into her earnest blue eyes “Well in that case yes, but I left the instructions in my bag.”She smiled. “I can save you the time… we can go to my home if you like? My parents are at work.”“OK, I like that idea”, he said, “but how about some lunch first, I'm starving.” They sat talking.