He suggested that we check out the chat rooms on AOL. So I created a new screen name to do the looking (I did not want anyone who knew me to see me in...these chat rooms); I checked out several chat rooms and had a profile stating that I was a MWF and the instant messages came fast. Faster than I could answer.Along with the instant messages came the pictures of these black men showing their cocks. I sent them my pictures when they asked and found that my being a BBW was not a problem for these. .After getting each of us a drink, I took her over to a round booth and table in the back corner. "Those guys all seem to know you" she said."Yeah", I replied, "remember Roger, the bouncer that left right after we both started working at the club?" Oh yeah", she said, "he asked me out just before he left town...sent his wife and k**s off to a new city three weeks early so he could cat around." So did you go out with him?" I asked, knowing what Roger had told me before he left..."Yeah, but it. Said Kayla. I smiled as I walked over to her. I pulled the knot around her waist higher. I closed the front of her robe a little more. Her huge breast still showed all her massive cleavage, but her big hairy bush was covered. Walk me to your kitchen. Pull out my chair at the table when we get there. Do not acknowledge your husband. Just start making me breakfast. I like my eggs scrambled and my OJ cold. I said. I slowly walked down the stairs behind Kayla. I turned the corner to see her husband. ” “Oh?” What did he know? “I knew he sent you to spy on me.” “He thought you were stealing from him.” “Well, technically I was. But you helped me fix that. I knew right there and then, you were a keeper. In fact, because of you, we’ve actually made more money in the last quarter since the recession. Now, I want nothing more than to bend you over my desk and fuck you hard after I’ve fucked that smart mouth of yours.” Jacob’s gray eyes burned with desire. It was clear what he wanted. He reached.