Now the first weekend that they worked, I went to the bar and they were three of the hottest waitresses I've ever seen in my life. The bar was packed ...ith young guys and girls ogling my wife and her two friends. My wife seemed to really enjoy serving drinks and bending over to display her small tits and perky nipples to the customers. Her and her friends made a small fortune in tips that day for working only four hours. On Saturday she drew in $300 in one day.Three weeks later I came back. ‘Is you mom interested in the theater?’ She nodded. ‘Well then?’ ‘Come to dinner Friday at 7:00,’ Rosie smiled. She kissed him and in a moment of madness placed his hand on her right breast. She then turned and walked away almost ready to pant and heard him chuckle. Oh god, she choked… what a slut. Rosie closed the front door and dropped her handbag on to the hallway chair and looked up to see her mom smiling hugely. Oh god. Her mom kissed her and said, ‘At this rate of process you’ll by. The previous owners, the Carruthers, were a bit, uhm, introverted. I don’t think anyone from the village ever stepped inside.” “Then it’s time you get a tour. Come on, I’ll show you around!” I didn’t wait for her reaction and simply pulled her up from the chair and behind me. Shouting to John what I was doing and that he should call us when lunch was ready, I pulled her back into the living room. In short time we were happily jabbering about interior design, colors and antiques, and she turned. The ancient wooden desk-chair she sat in bit into her stomach as she tried to wiggle herself into a less painful position. Glancing around at the other students and their glazed eyes and lazy posture she was overwhelmed by frustration. Why is my fucking ass so fucking huge? She thought to herself. It was a horrible wooden chair with a little desk attachment on the front. Her huge backside was squeezed as far back in the seat as it could go, her chub spilling over the sides. Ignoring her.