Short brown hair, a lantern jaw of justice and a voicedemanding absolute respect.A man so perfect, he seemed to be unreal. And to make the entiresitua...ion even more unreal, he was married to a fat woman! Diane Wiltonwas an above average woman in length, but her girth was the moreimpressive form. She was definitely overweight, with breasts that went upto at least a H cup and a massive stomach to go with it. Her hips werewide and her butt was excessively weighed down with fat. Yet, she was infact. " Was it easy?" I asked, nursing my poor feet. I'd forgotten how hard high heels could be sometimes."It certainly was. I just gave all my work to other people. It's called delegating."I shook her head and felt the long hair swirl around. Rhonda switched us back after I worked out and walked the dog. God, life was so unfair, I had to keep two bodies in shape. My uncle invited me to his place for the weekend. I hated those weekends. My ugly half-cousin Pam would be all over me, and all my uncle. Most bars insisted that you leave a credit card tab open to make certain you didn't try to skip out without paying.Bryant took a sip and let out a sigh."Perfect," he said."Been working on that pour for close to thirty years," the bartender confided. "I used to have kegs in my basement so I could practice. The best part was that I got to eliminate the mistakes in a most pleasurable way." Like baking cookies," Bryant offered. "Unless you burn them, they're still a treat."The man watched Bryant. “Mom, I have to tell you first that I spent the whole weekend naked, along with all the others and it felt so good, just like the resort but even better because there was so much to do.”“They wanted me to tell you that if we do all go out there Thanksgiving, it will be clothing optional, just as the resort, but mom it was a thrill to ride the horses naked. I sure hope we can all go back. I was thinking of maybe asking Will and his dad Bill if they could meet us there, they only live about an.