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Strange Yet Wonderfull

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May 22, 2017
Yeah, no.
Something strange yet wonderful happened to me recently and I’m still trying to come to grips with it. I know I shouldn’t question it but this type of thing doesn’t happen to me (at least not these days).

Over the past couple of months, I noticed a young woman riding the Metro to work in the mornings. She’s fairly tall, maybe 5’9” or 5’10”, with strawberry blondish hair and lot’s of freckles. I would guestimate she’s in the 260-275 range. She nicely proportioned all over but tends toward the pear shape I would say. No matter what size she would be, she is drop-dead gorgeous, with light green eyes that sometime seem more golden in the sunlight.

Anyway, she must have started here a few months ago. I would have spotted her the first day but due to covid, I no longer get to instruct in the new hire orientation (they are virtual and I’m not invited apparently).

So, one morning I get off the train and due to construction on the platform, foot traffic gets funneled into a single file line going up the stair to the street. I just happen to end up behind this young woman (I found out much later her name is Hannah) going up the stairs.

Now, far be it from me to lie and say I wasn’t looking at her rear, because I was. I figured her for a nurse because she was wearing scrubs. And as anyone in healthcare knows, scrubs are rather unflattering to the average figure. But her bottom looked soooooo good in them, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. When we got to the top of the stairs, I was doubly blessed because we were walking in the same direction. In fact, I was so mesmerized that I almost walked past my building’s front door.

Over the ensuing weeks, I would see her sometimes in the morning or maybe pass by her in the halls a couple of times. And then one morning, I got to the top of the stairs and she was waiting on me! She said she noticed my hat (Public Safety) and wondered if I could point her in the direction of a class she was attending that day. Lucky me! Her class was in my building!!! I took the time to escort her up to where her classroom was and let her know where my office was if she had any other questions.

The next day, I received a call from one of the clerks in the outer office that I had a visitor. When I opened the door, there Hannah stood. I think the joy in my eyes (I was wearing a mask after all) must have given me away because her eyes lit up when she saw me. She wanted to know if there were some good places to eat besides the hospital cafeterias. I told her that I’d be glad to show her where the Starbucks and Chick-fil-A were nearby.

As we walked over, we made small talk: what do you do, where are you from, etc. Once we got to where the eateries were, I went to leave her to her lunch but she asked if I could eat with her. No problem I thought. And this way, I could see her full face, not that it mattered. We ordered and found a place to sit outside. I liked that she had a healthy appetite and didn’t try to be all coy when she ate.

We were just talking about experiences and such while eating and then Hannah whispered, “Do you like big gals?” I nearly choked on my Cherry Coke! “What?!?!” She reiterated, “Are you into fat women?” I had to be truthful with her and told her that I love women. Period. Then she asked again, “But are you exclusively into fat girls?” I said no and asked why. She said that she’s noticed me checking her out several times on the train or walking on the street and wanted to know if it was a “fat girl thing”.

I laughed out loud. So loud that other people looked over to see what was up. But she was serious and didn’t really crack a smile. So I had to level with her. I said these exact words, “Honestly, you are just so fucking beautiful (excuse my French) that I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you. That you are bigger and more bodacious than most is just icing on the cake.” She was silent for what seemed like an eternity and then said, “Good. Been there, done that. Not doing it again.” Playing dumb I asked her what she meant. She said she had dated a few guys who stated that they like fat girls and found that the experiences weren’t as pleasant as she hoped.

After we finished eating, we walked back over to my building. While waiting for the elevator, she asked if we could get lunch again next week. I quickly agreed. I’m hoping she calls or comes by soon.

But I don’t know. There’s a pretty large age gap between us and I am not in the market for a fling. Though she is very mature and worldly, I wonder what her intentions are. Yes, it would be nice to have someone to date, a companion. I’m just not sure how this may go.
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