Biker (BBW, Curvy with Dominant Alpha Biker) (2 page)

A few nights later, I got 3 memorable texts. The first was from Judy, “I’m thinking of you, Lover Boy.” The second was from Carla, “I really, really enjoyed talking to you. It helped a lot. Are you free for lunch tomorrow?” The third text I got was from Bill Morris, detective.

I returned the 3rd text with a telephone call.

The private investigator, said. “I’m afraid that your wife has just engaged in sexual intercourse with a Mr. Jacob Bennett.”

Jacob Bennett! I thought. Carla told me that she was seeing Henry Robertson again. So, she was fucking two guys?

“Uh,” he continued, “the subject appears to be heading back to her residence alone. Would you like the photo confirmation?”

“Yes. Yes, please. Send me the photos and continue to follow her. I want to continue the surveillance.”

I was just getting to know the sweetest piece of ass I’d ever known, Carla; I was not going to let my cheating-bitch wife ruin that.

***

The next day, Carla and I had a very stimulating lunch. It was stimulating because she really is a bright and interesting person and I focused all my will and kept my mind on her as a person instead of a sexual object. So, she was stimulated and I was ecstatic to spend so much time in such close quarters with just her. She was like an otherworldly creature compared to Judy, and I felt my life was way better just being around her. Also, I wanted to fuck her. Frankly, the fact that Judy was cheating on me paled in comparison to being in Carla’s presence. Then, as we left the restaurant, Carla gave me a wet kiss on the cheek that just missed my lips. “Love you, Ben,” she said. I was in heaven.

I did not know it at the time, but while I was in heaven with her Carla, Judy and her lover were putting the finishing touches on their little scheme ruin me. Judy knew that a bidding war was going on between huge investors; and, if things went right, I stood to make millions of dollars. These two knuckleheads had decided to trick me into a highly embarrassing situation, film it, and then use it to blackmail me. I would either pay them or they would expose me and possibly derail my plans to get wealthy partners.

3

Skip ahead 10 days. Carla and I had been texting each other on a regular basis and I could tell she had grown quite fond of me. We had a bond. We continued to hand out on our front porches in the evening. I talked to her about Judy cheating on me and how I should work that out. She talked to me about life, her dreams of being a graphic artist in New York, and how to surround herself with respectful people.

At the same time, I was trying to keep my distance from Judy, which she didn’t seem to mind; but stay in her good graces for a while longer. I wanted to get all the evidence I needed for a quick divorce.

I had received the photographs from the detective agency. It showed this Jacob guy in all his glory. He was on the short side, probably about 5’ 6”, the same height as Judy; but, the guy had a huge build. I wasn’t sure about how steroids worked exactly, but I would be shocked if he wasn’t juicing. I mean the guy looked like a comic book character; he had that level of muscles.

The detective was ballsy as hell. He had to sneak around to the back of this huge muscle head’s house, and then sit there outside the patio doors watching the happy couple. It was a pretty comical group of pictures actually. Mr. Muscles starts prancing around in front of Judy, doing a striptease. He’s all shaved down, not a hair on his body. In the series of photos, he eventually gets down to these tiny briefs, and then he starts to flex for her. It was the weirdest looking thing. She was just kind of slumped down on the sofa, and he was standing in front of her doing bodybuilding poses. The guy was built like one, too. Eventually, Judy got down on her knees in front of him, pulled down his tiny underwear, revealing his hairless cock, which wasn’t anything to write home about, and started doing what she does best. Sucking him off!

Boy, she really knows how to please a man. The humor of the photos was gone for me quickly. I didn’t look at the rest of them and never looked at them again. I ordered the detective agency to up the surveillance, though. I didn’t know that this Jake guy and Judy were out to get me, yet; but my gut told me something was up. Why was Judy with this fucking guy? I wanted them bugged.

About a week after that, things really heated up for
Carla and me. We’d had dinner at her favorite little bistro and went back to Judy’s and my house for a hot tub. We knew that Judy was out for the night which meant she never got back before 12 at the earliest, and it was only 10pm. So, we chanced a soak together. It was so exciting.

Carla was hot for me, I could tell. She even refused to wear a swimsuit. I was living in a dream world. I seriously questioned if it was real or not.

I finally got to see her body in all its magnificence, OMG! Her breasts were bigger than I thought, really quite large actually. The hung down a little, but I would take them over plastic tits any day. The rest of her was bigger than I thought, too. When she sat down in the tub, the water went up quite a bit, while my mind buzzed with the vision of her big, beautiful body. She was packing heat! I knew this was a once in a lifetime chance for me such a young gorgeous thing.

I sat back on the edge of the hot tub with my shins hanging down in the water. I tried to act as nonchalant as possible, while I watched her soak in the nude. Then she would get overheated and sit with her torso out of the water. I kept having to shift around to hide my raging hardon. At one point, she looked up at me, and said, “Come in with me.”

I was beside myself. I slid into the steaming water. “You’re a great man, Ben” she said softly while scooting up next to me, hip to hip.

“You’re a wonderful woman,” I said.

She put her soft hand up high on my thigh, then she put it on top of my swimsuit and rubbed my big, hard cock. This was what heaven should be.

It was heaven, earlier that same day had been hell. I got some of the worst news I’d ever heard. Maybe things like this can balance out. That morning, the detective agency had sent me a disturbing audio file. That’s when I found out that these two little squirrel brains (Judy and Jake) were gonna try to blackmail me. It was a phone call from the night before at about 11 pm. I was asleep in bed while Judy watched TV downstairs when the phone surveillance had captured the following call:

“Hey,” Judy said in a soothing voice.

“Hey, sweet thing.”

“Listen,” she said forcefully, “I want to get this done this week. I’m tired of messing around with this asshole.” That hurt a little, I’ve always been respectful to Judy.

“Uh, huh, yeah,” Jake the bodybuilder said, “He’s probably got a small dick, too.”

“He's got the biggest dick I’ve ever seen,” my wife said proudly. Then she barked at him, “Focus! You’re going to get the cocaine tomorrow, right?”

So, that was it. She was going to try to get me to use drugs and then use
that
against me.

“Yeah, you think he’ll do it though?” Jake said while he sounded like he had starting eating something.

“What the fuck. Are you eating?”

“Oh, oh, sorry,” Jake said smacking his lips a couple of more times.

“Oh my god,” Judy shot back, “do you think you can actually pull off your end of this?”

“Yeah,” Jake protested. You don’t think I can sneak around and take a couple of pictures?”

That fucking bitch, I thought as I listened.

“Well don’t worry about me getting him to do it,” Judy bragged, “I know he did a lot back in college. I’ll have him snorting lines off my tits. You just make sure you have the shutter sound on your phone’s camera turned off like we talked about.”

Wow, so I was supposed to snort coke off of Judy’s breast, even though I hadn’t done it for 20 year, while her rocket scientist assistant snapped a few secret photos of me. Then what? Turn over millions of dollars to them. The worst part was that there plan might have worked if Carla hadn’t tipped me off about the rich lawyer ex-boyfriend. That’s what made me hire the detectives, tail Judy, and find out about her and meat-head’s plan. I owed it all to this heavenly creature that now was stroking me softly in the dimly lit hot tub. I opened my mouth to meet hers.

Carla’s young mouth tasted as sweet as nectar.

“What the mother-fucking hell is going on here?” Judy screamed from the side of the pool.

“You mother fucker,” Judy continued to yell, “You pervert.” After that she seemed like all she could do is make gurgling sounds.

Carla spoke up, though. “I love him, Judy, and you don’t. So why don’t you just leave us alone and go run off with your rich boyfriend.”

Judy made some sounds with her mouth, but they sounded like gibberish. She was growing redder by the moment, eyes blazing, and then she turned and stomped off from the patio area and out of the house. I followed her to make sure she wasn’t getting a butcher knife or something. I guess I wanted to be caught with Carla. No, I know I wanted to get caught with Carla. I wanted to do anything with Carla.

By the time I got back to the hot tub, Carla had dried off, gotten her bra and panties on, and was putting her clothes back on. Fuck! I thought.

“Don’t worry,” she said. It will happen another time, just not tonight.

4

The next night, Carla and I stood in my kitchen drinking water. Judy had not been home. Carla was killing me with her look. She had on a sheer blouse that showed a hint of cleavage and a tight skirt. “It turns out Judy is also seeing this guy called Jake,” I told Carla.

“Oh, yeah?” Carla said.

“Yeah, I’ve been having her followed. She stayed with Mister Wealthy Attorney last night, and this Jake guy got busted last night.”

“What?” Carla asked.

“The detective found out somehow. I guess this Jake was speeding, got pulled over, and then started mouthing off to the lady cop. She had him get out of the car, and then I guess he shoved her or something. Anyway, a whole bunch of cops came and arrested him. Then they searched his car. Found human growth hormone, I think it’s called, and cocaine, and I don’t know what all. Anyway, he’s in big trouble.

“Wow, what a trip,” Carla said.

I was dizzy with desire for her big body, I decided to go for it.

“You’re a trip,” I said, pulled her hair back, and ravaged her neck with my teeth. I pushed her against the wall, kicked her feet apart, and brought my knee in between her legs.

“Oh my god, Ben” she gasped.

I put my weight on her and put my mouth over hers. We kissed deeply. I withdrew from her lips with a pop. “I bet your pussy is so tight,” I seethed at her.

“Ben,” she was panting, “oh my god.” I paused, stepped back, and ripped the front of her shirt open. The buttons came flying off and hit the floor.

I looked at her perfectly sized breasts with a sneer of lust. I embraced her and we kissed deeply again.

I pulled back to admire her. She looked longingly into my eyes.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered and moved my lips close to hers. Our tongues fought in ecstasy as our bodies were becoming one.

“Ben, oh, Ben” she said and went back to my mouth.

I grabbed one of her legs at the knee, brought it up high, and drove my hips into her. I pushed that leg out toward the wall, reached under her skirt, down into her panties, and felt her wet pussy. She put her tongue as deeply as she could into my mouth.

I let her leg drop and grabbed her ass with both hands. “I love this perfect, ass of yours,” I growled into her ear. I rubbed my hips against her. “Can you feel how hot you make me?” I asked.

I gyrated into her with a masterful amount of pressure. “Oh my god,” Carla said again.

I pressed back from her and slowly undid my belt. I dropped my jeans and boxers to reveal my big, thick, erect cock. I tore my t-shirt from my back. She was transfixed by the sight of my beast. “Suck it,” I said. I knew it was a risk. my whole plan of love hinged on this moment.