~BBW, Stuffing, Romance. ~MWG – a girl on assignment gets a surprise big bonus
Chapter One
My name is Matt and this is the story of my voluptuous wife.
When I met Megan we were working together at a land company acquiring leases for various projects. She was petite and slim, only weighing about one hundred and fifteen pounds. She was a workout nut and most of her boyfriends she met at the gym. I noted that the relationships seemed not to go well and could easily tell the reason.
These guys all loved having a slim little hottie on their arms as a trophy in public, but relationshipwise that was the extent of it. They were all self- absorbed and treated Megan like a possession to enhance themselvers and their egos rather than a partner.
She was too nice a person for that and I felt sorry for her. The problem was that, other than just being a friend, I felt I couldn’t do anything – my natural attraction has always been to girls far larger but I didn’t feel it was right to impose my preferences on someone else. As a result I felt I couldn’t compete and just commiserated as her various relationships blew apart.
Time passed and we developed a casual but closer friendship. Then a new project came in to acquire leases for a large wind farm in Iowa. Past experience had shown that females did better at getting leases in Iowa versus some of our other states. Because she’d proven herself a good worker and was single Megan was offered what was expected to be a six month assignment.
At that point we were just co-workers who had become casual friends. I had never asked her out, but we did talk at our desks which were in the same large cubicle. I liked her and I think she liked me, but she was so slim and such a workout nut. I continued to feel I shouldn’t be interested in a more personal relationship with her. Still I was happy for her.
"Megan, I hear you got the assignment in Iowa!" I said to her.
She smiled enthusiastically, "Yes Matt I did. I’m looking forward to getting up there and getting started."
"How will Alan take you being out of town so much now?" I asked of her most recent boyfriend, who I had met and felt was a totally self-absorbed jerk.
Megan sighed, confirming my suspicions. It was the same old story. "Alan and I broke up. He was so into himself there was no time for me in his life."
"Oh I am sorry to hear that." I said, thinking to myself “not really,” wondering when she was going to stop usding the gym as a pick up pad.
Megan smiled thinking to herself, although I didn’t know it then, "I wish Matt would ask me out, he is really nice and not bad looking either, though he should work out more."
"Thank you for asking, but I am on my own again." was her subdued reply
"Where are you going to stay in Iowa?" I asked.
"I found a really nice B&B in Winterville, which is also the County Seat, which should make things more convenient for me," Megan replied.
I chuckled, knowing more about the place from the grapevine than she realized. Another person from the company a few years before had reportedly gone thru quite a transformation there and I’d been there too. It was a small town with a tendancy towards corpulency. I could only hope.
Openly I tried to be casual. "Megan I hope the B&B has air conditioning, it is really hot in Iowa in the summer. I worked up there a couple of years ago."
"Oh it does Matt, that was the first thing I checked. But they don't have any workout facilities, which worries me. I will be eating out so much – I’m afraid I might gain weight. I used to be heavy when I was in high school, but then I lost weight in college," she confided, confirming that she was aware of rthe same risks I foresaw.
I thought of the possible implications of her remarks and said to myself, "That would be awesome, Megan would look so hot with fifteen or twenty pounds on her."
Again I tried to play it cool. I replied, "Oh I am sure you will be fine there Megan. And if you were to gain some I’m sure you could lose it when you get back – if you really felt you needed to,”
“You don’t think I would?” she asked with a puzzled look
“My opinion is that I know you work very hard at trying to be skinny – although I can’t see that it has gotten you interest from anyone but self-absorbed Adonis types. But everyone has to make their own choices in life,” I replied thinking “I’d like to be your advisor on modifying your choice. “
She was thinking but not saying, "Is he hoping I would gain weight and keep it? That’s the kind of accepting guy I wanted in high school but never found. "
We hugged briefly and said our goodbyes, promising to keep in touch on the Internet, then both leaving the office knowing she’d be gone early in the morning.
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Expanding Assignment
(modified into chapters from the DA orginal)
By FaNedFox
(modified into chapters from the DA orginal)
By FaNedFox
Chapter One
My name is Matt and this is the story of my voluptuous wife.
When I met Megan we were working together at a land company acquiring leases for various projects. She was petite and slim, only weighing about one hundred and fifteen pounds. She was a workout nut and most of her boyfriends she met at the gym. I noted that the relationships seemed not to go well and could easily tell the reason.
These guys all loved having a slim little hottie on their arms as a trophy in public, but relationshipwise that was the extent of it. They were all self- absorbed and treated Megan like a possession to enhance themselvers and their egos rather than a partner.
She was too nice a person for that and I felt sorry for her. The problem was that, other than just being a friend, I felt I couldn’t do anything – my natural attraction has always been to girls far larger but I didn’t feel it was right to impose my preferences on someone else. As a result I felt I couldn’t compete and just commiserated as her various relationships blew apart.
Time passed and we developed a casual but closer friendship. Then a new project came in to acquire leases for a large wind farm in Iowa. Past experience had shown that females did better at getting leases in Iowa versus some of our other states. Because she’d proven herself a good worker and was single Megan was offered what was expected to be a six month assignment.
At that point we were just co-workers who had become casual friends. I had never asked her out, but we did talk at our desks which were in the same large cubicle. I liked her and I think she liked me, but she was so slim and such a workout nut. I continued to feel I shouldn’t be interested in a more personal relationship with her. Still I was happy for her.
"Megan, I hear you got the assignment in Iowa!" I said to her.
She smiled enthusiastically, "Yes Matt I did. I’m looking forward to getting up there and getting started."
"How will Alan take you being out of town so much now?" I asked of her most recent boyfriend, who I had met and felt was a totally self-absorbed jerk.
Megan sighed, confirming my suspicions. It was the same old story. "Alan and I broke up. He was so into himself there was no time for me in his life."
"Oh I am sorry to hear that." I said, thinking to myself “not really,” wondering when she was going to stop usding the gym as a pick up pad.
Megan smiled thinking to herself, although I didn’t know it then, "I wish Matt would ask me out, he is really nice and not bad looking either, though he should work out more."
"Thank you for asking, but I am on my own again." was her subdued reply
"Where are you going to stay in Iowa?" I asked.
"I found a really nice B&B in Winterville, which is also the County Seat, which should make things more convenient for me," Megan replied.
I chuckled, knowing more about the place from the grapevine than she realized. Another person from the company a few years before had reportedly gone thru quite a transformation there and I’d been there too. It was a small town with a tendancy towards corpulency. I could only hope.
Openly I tried to be casual. "Megan I hope the B&B has air conditioning, it is really hot in Iowa in the summer. I worked up there a couple of years ago."
"Oh it does Matt, that was the first thing I checked. But they don't have any workout facilities, which worries me. I will be eating out so much – I’m afraid I might gain weight. I used to be heavy when I was in high school, but then I lost weight in college," she confided, confirming that she was aware of rthe same risks I foresaw.
I thought of the possible implications of her remarks and said to myself, "That would be awesome, Megan would look so hot with fifteen or twenty pounds on her."
Again I tried to play it cool. I replied, "Oh I am sure you will be fine there Megan. And if you were to gain some I’m sure you could lose it when you get back – if you really felt you needed to,”
“You don’t think I would?” she asked with a puzzled look
“My opinion is that I know you work very hard at trying to be skinny – although I can’t see that it has gotten you interest from anyone but self-absorbed Adonis types. But everyone has to make their own choices in life,” I replied thinking “I’d like to be your advisor on modifying your choice. “
She was thinking but not saying, "Is he hoping I would gain weight and keep it? That’s the kind of accepting guy I wanted in high school but never found. "
We hugged briefly and said our goodbyes, promising to keep in touch on the Internet, then both leaving the office knowing she’d be gone early in the morning.
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