It wasn’t like she was trying to be showy but she no longer cared what others thought about her “large” figure. Not fat, Julia still had what was considered a fuller figure. She liked it in certain ways and she liked her body in that her breasts were larger then usual as well. Her large breasts, to her, weren’t a “big” deal and her thick and curvy body no longer bothered her either. She’d had it with what she thought were other peoples views. See, at 31 she was still a single woman. And seeing that she was she told herself that if a man doesn’t want to go out with me then to heck with him. With that thought in her head she went on to say, to herself, I’m going to go out and buy it. And then I’m going down to the pool and lay around in it. After months of thinking about it, she came to that realization that although some may find her “fat,” she really wasn’t. “I may be a bigger bodied girl, and I know it, and yeah I have these big hips and thighs…sure. But what the hell…I’m going to do it anyway. I’m going to go to the mall and buy myself that bikini I’ve always wanted.” Finally the following night she and her friends were together at the nightclub. They were drinking up a storm. Yes, they were getting drunk. Laughing all night long, they sucked down shot after shot, and they joked about their bodies. Kind of that is. Most of them had laughed at one or two abnormalities and laughed about this or laughed about that. But seeing as Julia would smile, she was not laughing at her body. No she was not. She wanted one of those bikinis all her friends could wear around. She had to come to terms with her body’s size. Although she was a bigger bodied and curvaceous woman, she still wanted to be able to go out and buy a bikini like all her slender bodied friends. That following day, once she rid herself of her hangover, she remembered how she felt from the night before about being able to wear a bikini. She took the aspirin and got up and got over it. She went to that mall and she found at least two in her size she liked. She asked the slightly older woman, who wasn’t really big and shapely like her, but she hoped the woman would understand what Julia was going through. And she did. “You want my honest to goodness opinion Miss?” the lady asked Julia. “With a body like yours, I’d say go for it.” It made Julia smile. “Every woman has the right to look as good as she pleases. And no, you are not fat! You aren’t fat at all…so go for it! Put it on, lay out there by that pool, and show your body off. Be proud of it.” Her eyes floated over Julia’s body. “Oh and I’m not telling you because I want a sale. I’m telling you rokettube because it’s true,” she told Julia. At that point, after hearing what she’d heard out of the saleswoman, Julia jumped at it, and she happily went to the shelf and picked out and bought four bikinis. Each one looked perfectly suited for her figure too. None of them covered up her assets…those wide hips, her big thighs, and most of all her bigger round breasts too. All that long, wide cleavage was there for any man to savor if they looked her over. Once she bought them, she walked out proud, and she was smiling too. She walked out of that store with hope…hope that she could find and land a man who’d love her for her. She hoped that man she might find would love her for her…and as well for the lovely looking assets of her figure too. All her life Julia had never been proud of her body. As a result she’d gradually become a quiet person and somewhat reclusive, somewhat withdrawn. Here and there, seeing as she is a manager, she’d voice her opinion when needed. The following weekend, it got hot. It became very hot and steamy. And she knew exactly what she was going to do. She was going to put on one of her new bikinis. However, that was when she saw him pull up to the curb. There were two of them. She stared out the window at the one guy and she stared hard as he climbed out of the truck. Yes, it was that landscape company she’d seen a couple times before. He was its driver. And he was out doing his job on a Saturday? When she saw him, she instantly felt different. She liked him. She loved his looks. The guy was about her age too. He was so clean cut. He was this tall and somewhat burly looking guy and she liked that about him too. His facial features and that body of his drew her into him. She adored his eyes too. And of course there was that frame of his, that physique. She said to herself as he walked back behind the truck….ohhhhhh that body of his and those shoulders and chest as well. Have you ever seen anything as manly looking as that? Have you ever? Julia closed her eyes as she looked towards him from her bedroom window. And then she thought that if she could talk to him, which she knew she probably wouldn’t because Julia was just never like that she told herself. “But if I did,” she said, speaking up, “I’d love to invite him over here for lunch or even possibly dinner. Ooooohh wow he is soooo darn cute looking,” she found herself saying. He then went around the backside of the apartment on the riding lawn mower. She watched him as he disappeared around back. She stared down at him and as he slipped around back she shook asyalı porno her head and told herself how unbelievably cute the guy was. She went to the balcony’s sliding glass door and watched him as he moved round and round on the mower. He worked it as if he were a magician. And as he mowed and worked that machine it worked on her too. The whole scene was working her over too. She never said anything hardly ever but this…well this had her feeling and wishing she had the guts to do something about it. She wished, more times then not, that she could lay down with him, or even go and do it. She suddenly felt like doing it…like masturbating knowing he was there. “Oh my Lord,” she said surprised that she even thought about it like that. She felt those same emotions some more and she felt them strongly. All of a sudden, her eyes closed again as she stared out the window at him. At first, Julia didn’t do anything about the obsessive feelings and sensations she was beginning to have towards him. He was very close in age to her or so she thought he was. How close, she didn’t know, but regardless she wished she knew him a lot, lot better. She thought about it. She knew one thing and that was she’d like to be able to call him a very, very close “friend.” She’d tell her friends how she went and bought the bikinis and pranced around the poolside in one of them and he’s see her and then he’d smile once he did. Personally, that idea aroused her even more somehow. But she also thought about it some more and she reconsidered it all. She’d only tell her one real close friend about him. She told herself that she’d ask her friend what she should do about it. But then she realized what her friend’s answer would be. She’d know. She’d tell Julia to lay down and masturbate. That’s what her friend would always tell her. And get this. That was how Julia was feeling anyway that day. No, she didn’t call her best friend. She was way too caught up in her own feelings and thoughts. As Julia stood by the window watching him, and thinking about what would happen to her if he came over to her place, she realized they’d only “talk” for the most part, and nothing else. She stared at him some more. As she did, she wished and she “wanted” him to stop what he was doing, and get off his mower and come over to her front door. Again, Julia stood there, but she closed her eyes. She wished for him to walk over to her front door, and ring the doorbell. She was “out of her mind,” somewhat although she didn’t see it that way. And whatever was happening it was becoming more real to her. A fantasy was becoming a “reality” azeri porno to her kind of. She allowed herself to let the story in her head grow. Her eyes were still closed when she said, as if it were him, “Hi Julia, its Tyler…you know the landscaper who is mowing outside?” She said to herself what would I do? Just say hi back to him? Tell him to come on in and sit down? Would I be open…yes I’d be open to that. I’d tell him to relax, sit down, and watch me. Why he’d ask. I’d tell him to watch me because right now I am as horny as horny gets. And for you Tyler…I’m going to take off all my clothes…this dress and my bra and panties and I’m going to play with myself. Tyler, or whatever your name is, I’m going to masturbate right here in front of you. Julia breathed in and thought about it. Yes, she knew deep down in her heart that that’s what she wanted, needed, and yearned for all of a sudden. And she hadn’t done that for a very, very long time too. “Ohhhhhhh Tyler baby…I soooo want you right now!” Her eyes were still closed but despite that, and as horny as she’d become, her hands were all over her body, and even running through her hair. She needed this guy badly! She wanted his shirt off and in her condo watching her do this. As her hand passed over her belly, they then ran down over her thighs, and lifted up her dress a little “notifying” him that she was definitely horny as hell. She was frazzled, so to speak. Her emotions were becoming out of control. Her hands were running up, down, over, and across while pawing her body everywhere as if she was not right whatsoever. She spoke up while she stood in front of that sliding glass door. She knew she’d do it either way. She was “out of control” at this point. She wished she could tell him to get comfortable and sit down. She then said “Why, because I’m ready to “put on a show” for you.” She opened her eyes and looked outside. She looked at him and said “Relax Tyler…I’m soooo horny right now and seeing as I’m going to put on a show for you honey.” Her body was tingling all over. She knew it, without even thinking about it, she wanted and needed “this” to happen. She pictured his body and face as if he was there watching her do it all…as if he was standing right there and smiling down at her. She saw him take off his shirt. Then she pictured him undoing his belt. She wished he was actually right there as she caressed her body more and more. In her casual short dress she laid back against the headboard. In her mind, her eyes were on his big frame as he watched her do it all. She felt herself getting hornier by the second. She could have jumped his bones, if he was there, immediately seeing as she was so turned on like she was. She closed her eyes again and her head and neck craned backwards. Her hands ran through her hair again and as quickly they ran down over her boobs as she kept her eyes closed.
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