I'd not seen Kelly in a few weeks, not since our text exchange. I didn't think she was avoiding me, though she may have been a little embarrassed by the frankness of our exchange. Understandably so, it was very candid.
I saw her parents leave their house and decided to visit her. I think she was a little shocked to see me at her front door. She didn't look too well as I asked how she was.
"Nothing has changed," she replied with a sad look on her face. "I'm still tits on a short, fat stick."
I held her to me, risky In public, but it was just a hug after all. I knew she used to be a member of a car club and there was an event not that far away, about 150 miles; I asked if she'd like to go. She was unsure, telling me she'd have to look at it. I left it at that, making sure she knew we'd be staying over a couple of nights in a lodge. Also, she'd have to arrange "a friend" to go with, as a cover story.
I left her to think, check work for time off, etc, all very clandestine, of course, but we had to be, and we did have history of that. Two days later, a text.
"Can you show me the lodge?"
I sent her the details; it was quite an impressive parc, and not cheap. It had a hot tub, a sauna and nature walks, together with all the usual things you could expect to find. Her reply surprised me.
"How many nights?"
"Two," I replied.
"I would stay all week there with you if I could x. Yes, please, I'd love to go."
That was it, I paid for the lodge and waited impatiently for the day to arrive. Several messages were exchanged, and each time, Kelly sounded more and more upbeat. Someone was taking an interest in her, not just her tits. Though I was hoping they'd play their part in our little getaway.
As the day approached, we made final arrangements. I was to meet her away from the house, and she'd drive to our lodge. Things were starting to come together, I didn't ask her if she'd continued her anal training, I was just happy to get away with her, and all that it promised.
The day arrived as I closed my front door and made my way to our rendezvous point, I didn't have to wait long before Kelly arrived. A cheery smile and an excited girl were reward enough for me as we drove off. She stopped the car after two miles, I looked at her, looking confused.
"Thank you, thank you for looking beyond. I know we're wrong together, but at this moment, it feels so right."
I smiled and held her face, kissing her before we continued our journey.
Check-in was simple as we closed the door on our home for the next two nights. I held Kelly to me, kissing her, and she let out a low moan of pleasure.
A quick trip to the supermarket followed, and some food and lots of booze set the scene for the days we had ahead. All put away, we unpacked.
"I bought this underwear set, especially for us."
As she held up her new purple bra and panty set, I could feel a swelling at the enormity of that bra.
I went to turn the sauna on as Kelly finished unpacking, I returned to the sight of her in her old blue underwear. Our relationship started with my fetish for her dirty underwear, and she knew it.
I knelt, looking at the damp patches, plain to see, before kissing her pussy through the wet blue cotton, my hands holding her fat ass cheeks. Kelly rocked back and forth a little, wiping herself on my mouth.
My hands were inside her panties, fingers teasing, between her sweaty cheeks as I tasted her. I felt the puckered skin of her tight asshole as she held my head against her, rubbing and moaning appreciatively at the attention she was finally getting. Her flavour was becoming increasingly creamy as she wiped, and I teased that light sweaty hole.
"Sauna?" Kelly asked.
I stood, my bulge obvious. I was greeted by her smile as she kissed me, tasting herself, her hand brushing my hard cock. She turned to go into the sauna, and I followed, watching those fat cheeks move.
She stripped me naked, my hard cock springing, gratefully free, before we sat in the hot, dry heat. It wasn't long before rivulets of sweat were rolling down our bodies. Kelly still had her bra and panties on, I watched as her bra became soaked in her sweat, her nipples poking through the wet material. I wasn't going to make a move for her boobs. I'd wait until she was ready. I guessed she was a little sensitive about guys going straight for her tits.
She put her hand on my cock, teasing me, slow, gentle strokes that were so relaxing to feel. Releasing her hold, she stood in front of me, rolling her filthy panties down. Her wet lips shimmered as the sweat rolled down. A wicked smile flashed across her face as she leant forward, pushing her panties into my mouth. I sucked eagerly on them as she knelt, kissing the tip of my salty cock.