Justin was my neighbor, Molly's, roommate. He had blonde hair, and icy blue eyes and was cute, for a jock. I never thought about him as a potential sexual partner, as I've always been a BBW, and I found this to be a turn-off for many men when I was a young woman. Eventually, Molly and Justin moved out of the next-door apartment, relocating to the next town over. One day I got a call from Molly, inviting me to come see her...

As Mac carried BJ up the stairs and felt her warm skin on his, he knew he was getting aroused. How does she do that to me, he thought. When they got into the bedroom, BJ saw that Mac had laid out wildflowers on the bed, the bedside tables, and even on the floor. “ Wow,” she breathed, “How did you manage this?” she asked, gasping slightly, filled with her own arousal. “You had to cook breakfast sometime, and luckily for me...

I sit at my vanity table, gingerly pulling on black lace stockings and a matching bra. Rising and crossing to my closet, I slide into my favorite dress, crisp white cotton with black polka dots. Placing pearl studs in my ears and adding a matching strand at my throat, I swipe on a coat of bright red lipstick. This helps me perfect my fusion of June Cleaver and Marilyn Monroe, a wholesome vixen. I've been waiting all day f...