Still in a button up shirt and dress pants, he quickly unstrapped his belt and removed it from his round waist. About 5'5", he was a heavier guy and p...ople always joked around the office about seeing him nude. The jokes usually revolved around being traumatized but as I rolled onto my side and continued to massage my cock, I was transfixed. I've got a thing for chubby so what I was seeing was amazing. The dress shirt came first, pants shortly after. He stood in a pair of tight gray briefs, the. . and if the look on his face was an indicator, and it usually was, she was about to get an ass beating of mega proportions. Why, oh why did she always have to test the restraints of her father's temper? It seemed though, that with this at least, she just couldn't help herself. She liked the attention her outfits garnered her whenever she had the chance to wear them. Most mornings her father left for work before she came downstairs for school, but there were occasions, like this one, when he. "I'm not a slut if that's what you're thinking. No guy in this school has fucked me."He breathed in, "Is that so?" bringing his hand down from my face to brush past my breast. He must have felt my hard nipple against his fingers. "So you're looking for someone to show you a good time?" It was my turn to raise an eyebrow at him, which he answered, "Why don't you show me how you like to enjoy yourself and we'll take it from there?" He kissed me again, his hot tongue filling my mouth. I felt him. " Thanks. On another note, why the beer? Last time I checked, you never had anything stronger than a glass of wine." That was because I was afraid of the calories. But now I could eat a cow and not gain an ounce, so I figured I'd take advantage of it. Of course, you share that advantage, now." I do?" Yup. Part of that whole staying healthy bit." Now you tell me, after I've already ordered."Before either could say a thing, they heard a young lady say, "Anna? Is that you?" They both turned and.