Secret Admirer: A BBW Gang Bang
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Secret Admirer: A BBW Gang Bang
Secret Admirer: A BBW Gang Bang
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Secret Admirer: A BBW Gang Bang
Mallorie Griffin
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2012 Mallorie Griffin
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Rachel brightened immediately when she heard her e-mail ping her. Another new message! She immediately tabbed over to her e-mail program, her heart racing, for obvious reasons. Was it from her secret admirer? She had to know, immediately.
It was. He said his name was Vincent, and his forum name was Multum. She’d always wondered about that. She remembered her high school Latin class well enough to know that it meant ‘many’. Perhaps it only meant he had many crushes on all the women of the forum she moderated.
Rachel was one of those so-called ‘Big Beautiful Women’ and she was one of the head moderators on a size acceptance forum, helping young teenage girls come to accept that they were beautiful at any weight. She remembered being like that. Overweight and high school was never a good combination, and she’d been ostracized and teased more times than she cared to count. But in college, she blossomed. She found a group of friends who accepted her for who she was, affirmed her beauty, and helped her through any bad thoughts that might occur in her tumultuous head. By the end of their run at college, they’d started this forum to spread the love even further, and they vowed to never stop talking to each other.
Rachel smiled as she thought of them. There was Debbie, a bit of a loud mouth, be she’d never cared what anyone thought of her. It was like she was genetically predisposed to be immune to criticism, to the point where she tried out for the cheerleading squad at her high school. Rachel laughed at the thought, but not in a mean way. Debbie was adorable in a cheerleading uniform, and her old high school didn’t know what they were missing. Debbie was the de facto leader of the group. It had been her idea to start the forum.
Then there was Allison. She was shy, but a total geek. She was the brains behind the operation. She’d always been fascinated by coding and programming, and she’d not only set up the forum, but the adjoining blog, and installed software to automatically monitor the comments for spam and hateful messages. Rachel shuddered. It was amazing how much bile there was out there for larger women. She just didn’t understand it. And she hated that Allison had to be subjected to it. She was the most mentally delicate of the group; she’d come from such a small high school that everyone in her grade, and many in the other grades, ganged up on her and teased her mercilessly every day. They sometimes had even beat her up. What a horrible experience that must have been. But now, she’d blossomed along with Rachel. She still had moments of weakness, but the other girls protected her and bolstered her as much as they could.
And the last girl of the group, Danielle. She was the fashion diva, always perfectly made up, and dressed in the latest style. Before Danielle, Rachel didn’t even know it was possible for a large woman to have style. But now she swapped wardrobes with the girl all the time, and when they went out on the town, they were the stars of the show. It was hard for Rachel to believe, but Danielle had actually been popular at her high school. But it was such a large one, it was difficult to pick out and tease a person just for being fat. Plus, she’d been in a Texas school. Everyone was a little chunky down there, which was a wonderful thought. Rachel, and the entire group, in fact, found fat to be beautiful. They knew they would never be stick thin super models, and they didn’t want to be. Curves were the way to go.
Rachel sighed happily, and read the contents of the message, now. The forum automatically forwarded private messages to her e-mail inbox, and this one read:
Rachel-
I just hope you’re having a wonderful day. The guys and I went out for pizza and wings last night, and I just couldn’t stop thinking about you. I don’t know how you live with yourself. If I were you, I’d be staring in the mirror all day. ;-)
I’m going to be traveling around a lot this week for business. Maybe I’ll be in your area? Would you like to go out for coffee?
-Vincent
Rachel’s heart gave a flutter at the very thought. It was one thing to have a secret admirer, but quite another to actually meet him. She couldn’t help but worry about the idea that she wouldn’t live up to the man’s expectations. But it wouldn’t hurt to tell him what city she was in. Chances were he was nowhere near her.
She tabbed back over to the forum, which she’d been moderating when her e-mail pinged her. There was one particularly nasty troll creeping about this morning, spewing hate and vitriol at every young lady who posted a photo of herself in the images forum. As soon as she banned one account, another popped up. She was going to have to ask Allison to put the membership back to moderated for a few days, she could tell.
She stamped out another troll account, and deleted some posts they had made, sighing heavily. She often wondered if it was worth it, to leave the membership so open, but she knew that moderated membership scared away the people they needed to help the most. The teens. It was a price worth paying, and one they had to pay.
But Allison wanted to think about better things right now. She opened up her private messages window, and tapped out a reply:
Vincent-
Believe it or not, I rarely look in the mirror these days. I guess I’m just that comfortable with who I am! I wouldn’t mind you looking at me, though. ;-)
The girls and I are all located in Columbus, at the moment. I have no idea if that’s close to you, or one of your trips. I’d love to meet for coffee sometime, if it is, however!
-Rachel
She felt giddy as she sent off that message. She’d never really had a boyfriend – naturally, no one in her shallow high school would touch her, and she’d been so focused on her studies and the girls in college that she just didn’t have time for stuff like that. But now, fresh out of college, with a brand spanking new admin assistant job, she finally felt like her life was settling down enough to think about looking. Not that she thought this Vincent was a real possibility. He could be a scammer, for all she knew.
But it would be very interesting if he wasn’t.
Rachel waited a few more minutes to see if he was going to immediately message him, back, but after 15 minutes, she became aware that she was running late for work.
“Drat!” Rachel stood up, and ran over to the bathroom. Her round face looked back at her in the mirror there, and she could see her dark curls were in tangles. She desperately needed to do some work with them, and also her makeup. Danielle had rubbed off on her quite a bit. Once she’d found the confidence to care about herself, she found herself also caring about her appearance as well.
And she really was beautiful, now that she’d learned to embrace herself for who she was. Her face was round, yes, but her skin was smooth and unblemished. Her hair fell in soft dark brown curls, framing her face nicely. She had great hair, too. It just did that naturally. Her almond shaped hazel eyes rested above a cute button nose, and underneath all that was a pair of small, but full lips. Lips that she was hurriedly applying gloss to now.
Her face and hair taken care of, she hurried back out into her room, and rummaged
through her clothing to find something suitable and clean. She settled on a black knee length a-line skirt, matching jacket, and a light blue blouse. Rachel sighed and glanced around her room. It was a mess. Oh well, she’d take care of it when she got home.
*****
Rachel just couldn’t help herself. She snuck onto the forum from her work computer, checking her private messages. She had a new one from Vincent! Suppressing the urge to squeal with glee, she opened it, and wondered exactly where he was located.
Rachel-
No kidding, you’re in Columbus? That’s where I live too! Wow, this is quite the coincidence. I would love to see you. In fact, I have a few friends who would like to meet you as well.
-Vincent
A thrill ran up her spine. Not just him, but a group of men who wanted to meet her? She wondered where things could go in a situation like that. She couldn’t help but fantasize about that thought. She’d always had a bit of a thing for being taken by multiple men at the same time. There was just something about the idea that appealed to her like nothing else. She squirmed in her seat a bit and glanced around, hoping no one had noticed her naughtiness.
Deciding to chance getting caught, she opened up the reply window, and typed one out, right then and there:
Vincent-
How very interesting! I’m definitely still looking forward to meeting you. Where exactly in Columbus are you?
-Rachel
She sent the message off, and almost immediately, she got a reply. Vincent must be at his computer right now.
Rachel-
My office is located on the corner of Main and Washington. You working today?
-Vincent
Rachel’s eyes widened at that. Her own office was on the corner of Broad and Washington, a mere 3 blocks away. He secret admirer was so close to her, and neither of them even realized it! They could go out for coffee right now, presuming he was at work, and wasn’t busy.
Vincent-
What an incredible coincidence. I’m very near that location. Do you want to get some coffee now?
-Rachel
She decided to be at least a little prudent, and not say exactly where she was. He could still be a scammer, after all.
But she didn’t think so. She and Vincent had been talking like this for a few weeks, and she already knew some intimate details of his life. She knew he was about her age, and that when he was in high school, he concealed his love for large women behind a veil of teasing. That was how most men operated. Now that he was older, he fully and openly embraced his love for them, though.
She also knew he was an accountant, so she ran a quick Google search on the address. Indeed, there was a large accounting office there, with a coffee shop right in the lobby. They could meet there
She checked her messages once again, and was rewarded.
Rachel-
I would love to. Can you meet me in the lobby of my office in 15 minutes?
-Vincent
Already feeling jittery, she shot him a quick reply:
Vincent-
Absolutely – see you in a bit! ;-)
-Rachel
Grabbing her purse, she let her superior know she was taking an early lunch, and then she practically skipped her way to the escalator. She couldn’t believe the luck of all of this, but sometimes that’s just how things worked out.
As she walked towards Vincent's building though, she could help but feel antsy. What if she was wrong about him? She got a good vibe from him, but she really didn’t know him all that well. And she probably shouldn’t be going alone. But she was a big girl, she could handle one man in a public place. She smirked. She definitely was a big girl.
Rachel entered the lobby of the office, and made a beeline for the coffee shop. As soon as she entered, a man stood up and greeted her. “You must be Rachel!” he said, flashing a smile.
He was big, too. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with a fair amount of meat on his bones, and had a square face with a wide jaw, and fairly short blonde hair. He could have been a football player. Rachel nearly swooned on the spot. This was Vincent? He was a hunk.
“I am! And you must be Vincent.” Trying to maintain her composure, she held out her hand, but Vincent went for a hug. He certainly was friendly. But he didn’t hold onto her for too long, it was a quick little thing, and then they both made their way to a table. A barista trotted over with a couple of menus, but Rachel merely ordered a coffee. She was far too nervous to eat.
“I have to say, I’m a huge fan,” he said, still flashing that Cheshire smile. “I follow all your posts.”
Rachel blushed. He was too much. This was far too perfect. He obviously liked her, and he was definitely attractive. She could see having some fun with him. “Really? So you know every silly little thing I’ve said?”
“Not silly at all!” The barista arrived with her coffee, and she cupped it thankfully, glad to have something to do with her hands. He leaned forward. “I have to admit, I would like to get to know you a lot better.”
Rachel blushed even more deeply, and took a fumbling sip of coffee. She was already smitten. He was just so damned attractive and charming. Quite like he came across in his messages, in fact. “Well, I think I’d like to know you better as well.”
Vincent smiled and slid his leg over, rubbing against her calf. She didn’t pull away. They talked for about half an hour over that coffee, and she learned even more about him – where he’d grown up, his family, where he went to college. They even talked about boyfriends and girlfriends. It turned out he was single at the moment. Rachel suppressed doing a fist pump at that news.
“Say,” Vincent said, when they both finished their coffee. “Just an idea. There’s a park nearby, would you like to go for a walk?”
Rachel nodded, feeling a little nervous and breathless. Not because she didn’t trust the man. She was a good read of people, and he was definitely trustworthy. No, she was nervous because the park she was thinking of was rather secluded and quiet. They could really get some privacy there.
And she could tell he was very attracted to her. His legs kept finding their way over to her side of the table, and he’d taken more than one opportunity to hold her hand. Opportunities she’d given him. She couldn’t help it. She knew this was moving fast, but she also knew this was one thing lacking in her life.
They both stood, and Vincent paid for the coffee they’d gotten. Before long, they were walking out the door and down the mere block that stood between them and the park. Vincent was warm and affable, every once in a while bumping his hips against her own far more generous ones.
Suddenly though, he dropped back. Rachel looked behind her, confused, only to furiously blush when he saw him staring at her generous ass. “Good God you are beautiful,” he commented, and smiled up at her when she noticed him staring.
Once again, she couldn’t help herself. She grinned and swayed her hips in an exaggerated motion, letting her ass jiggle and sway as she walked. She might as well give him a show.
And the whole thing gave her a thrill before. Though Rachel accepted and loved herself, she’d never had someone truly appreciate her the way she did. Oh sure, there’d been some boys in college, but they were all closet chubby chasers – worshipping her in bed, reviling her in public. She had learned to dump those jerks quickly.
But Vincent. Here he was in broad daylight, in public, admiring her without giving a damn about who saw him. She found that thought alone arousing. What a man.
Vincent soon trotted up by her side again, and was bold enough to grab one of her hands. Her fingers curled around his and she cracked a small smile. She loved how affectionate he was being. He was certainly treating her like the goddess she knew she was.
They walked around the park for a few minutes in silence, before Vincent let loose with his admission, his big secret.
“I’ve never actually been with a girl your size, before,” he said almost shyly. She could see him blush. “I’ve always wanted to.”
“Oh Vincent,” Rachel replied, blushing a bit herself. “There’s nothing wrong with that.” She knew he was definitely young, as young as her, and it didn’t surprise her. Most men came out about their affection for plus sized women only after college, when the peer pressure was off them.
“And you are so beautiful.” He stopped, and as he was holding her hand, she was compelled to stop as well, or else let go of him, which she didn’t want to do. They turned to face each other, under the secluded trees, and Vincent brushed some of her hair out of her face. “I hope you know that,” he continued.
“Of course I do,” Rachel smiled up at him. He was so tall, and so broad all around, like one of the huge trees in this park.
“I like that confidence,” he said. Rachel’s smile broadened as she saw him blush again.
“How’s this for confident?” She leaned up on her tiptoes, and planted a kiss right on his lips. She even surprised herself with that move. Usually she was a little more demure around guys. But usually guys didn’t display their attraction so openly.
Vincent actually moaned slightly into her lips, and that only fueled her fires. She grabbed him and pulled him close, pressing her ample body against his own, and kissed him even more aggressively, moving her lips and letting her tongue flit out and brush against his own.
He groaned loudly and suddenly wrapped his arms around hug, returning the fierce embrace as their tongues danced and mingled. There was a part of Rachel that was a little shocked by her forwardness, but she promptly told that part to go to hell. She wanted to get laid right here in the park. It’s been months, if not years since she’d gotten to do that, and she wasn’t going to let this chance pass her by.
She pulled away from the kiss, and Vincent looked down at her, crestfallen that she’d done so. But when she jerked her head towards the bushes, his eyes lit up. “Are you sure?” he asked, concerned. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”