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After seeing off her clients, Debra Olsen returned from the foyer to see Tamara revising documents for tomorrow's session. "Are we going to have them in time?" asked Debra hurriedly. "Yes Mrs Olsen." replied Tamara confidently. "Mrs Olsen, your son came by to pick up his laptop, but I knew you couldn't be disturbed." smiled Tamara. "Oh dear, I'm glad you didn't because I think I broke it." said Debra putting her hand to her frowning, worried face. She then looked at Tamara and beamed. "Think you can take a look at it? Your good with computers." said Debra encouragingly. "Yah, I'll take a look at it this weekend and if I get it going, I could probably drop it off to him." Shrugged Tamara. "Oh would you? Your such a sweet girl." cheered Debra in relief. Tamara eagerly nodded as now another encounter with Evan just might change things a little.
"Another one?" asked Rainey from behind the bar. Evan looked down at his watch. "Thanks Rainey, but I got to go. See you guys all later." Said Evan picking up his jacket. "What for, stay around some more." Slurred Tom from across the table. "No, I got stuff to do tomorrow." waved Evan. "Yah he's got real important stuff like laundry to do." Smirked Gavin "Yah, yah." Chuckled Evan with a fake punch to Gavin's arm. A few rounds of pool and a couple of beers with these guys once a week was more then he needed lately and as Evan made his way to the exit he heard a familiar voice say. "Where you going all of a sudden." Evan turned and smiled back at the attractive, plump brunette. "Hi Jo, I'm just heading off home. Sort of getting tired. I'm calling it a night." Said Evan. "Well why don't you just take me out of here and off to a coffee shop. That should wake you upââ,¬Â¦. I've been wanting to talk to you for sometime now." Evan sighed. "How about a rain check. I really am beat." Said Evan with an apologetic look. "Uh yahââ,¬Â¦ sure. Some other time" Replied Joanne with a disappointed look.
Evan plunked himself down on the couch to see his answering machine flashing repeatedly. He looked at it and pondered whether to see who called or to wait until tomorrow as it was now after eleven. He was still feeling guilty about the dejected look of Joanne. On several occasions she had tried to make plans with him and again he had an excuse, but after seeing Tamara's huge ass and thighs in those tight jeans today, he just wasn't interested in her or any one else. "I'm so shallow." He thought as this was like some sort of curse for having such a strong appealing for mom's six foot four, big, beautiful, but very snobby assistant. Again Evan looked over at the flashing light and decided to check his messages. Evan bolted upright as he heard his mother's voice informing him that Tamara might be around to drop off his computer. "When?' thought Evan and then, a knock came from the door. Evan felt his heart pound as a nervous feeling took over. He got up from the couch and proceeded to the door. Taking a deep breath, he opened the door. Tamara stood looking back down at him with his laptop in hand and her other hand perched on her wide hip. "I came by here earlier on but you weren't home, So I thought I'd try again because your mother gave me your computer after you left." Explained Tamara, now looking past Evan and into his living room. "Here's your computer and uhââ,¬Â¦. I know it's late, but my cell phone is dead and I was wondering if I could come in and use your phone?." She asked handing him his computer. "Yah sure, come on in." Smiled Evan and Tamara immediately plunged forward and into the hallway, giving him little time to move up against the wall and out of her way. She marched by him and into the living room and Evan followed behind her, again becoming too focused at the sight of her wide, curvy figure in those same jeans he saw today. Tamara plopped herself down on a love seat style sofa, taking up more then three quarters of it's seating area. Evan was just as shocked to see how much higher Tamara's thighs were from the wide, filled arm rests. Her waist was practically nearing the top of the back rest of the sofa. "Oh my god." Thought Evan to himself as her huge ass easily propped her up an extra foot higher then anyone else he had seen on that couch. Tamara smiled back at him and picking up the phone, she started to dial out.
"It's busy. Mind if I wait a few more minutes and see ifââ,¬Â¦ my girl friend answers. Unless of course you are going off to bed." "Uh no, not for a while." Shrugged Evan. "Thanks, I told my friend that I'd call her, she's really upset over this jerk she's seeing." bellowed Tamara. "Not a good relationship then." Replied Evan. "No, not at all. I've told her before, but she doesn't seem to listen to anything I have to say." sighed Tamara. "Hmmmââ,¬Â¦ Is she going to be ok? " asked Evan sympathetically. "Eventually, but for now she's feeling really hurt. It was her birthday yesterday and Paul stood her up againââ,¬Â¦. Fucking idiotââ,¬Â¦ excuse my language." said Tamara with gritted teeth. "That's really too bad. Not much anyone can do about it." commented Evan in a comforting tone. "Well if I were to see him right now, I'd fucking sit on him." Said Tamara and getting up a little, she bounced back down on the sofa. "Yah I'm sure after a few good bounces on his scrawny little chest, a few ribs would be broken! " Snarled Tamara and gain she bounced and as she came down a loud crack could be heard from inside the sofa. "Oh no, I hope I didn't break anything?" said Tamara with a surprised look. Evan swallowed and nodded slightly. "Oh don't worry about it, It does that all the time. It's getting old." Shrugged Evan. "Looks pretty new to me." Said Tamara doubtedly. She then smiled and said. "Guess I won't be sitting on Paul after all, I'd probably end up killing him and besides, I'll only sit on a man that I'mââ,¬Â¦ turned on to." Evan's eyes widened in surprise and Tamara giggled. "So uh.. how about you offering me a coffee or uhââ,¬Â¦ would the girlfriend be upset if she saw you entertaining me at this hour?" Evan smiled. "I don't have that problem at present." He wished he could have thought of something different to say as thoughts of him being desperate was something he didn't want to portray. "So your still single. From what your mom tells her friends, you have them calling you all the time." Evan laughed. "What does she know." Tamara then looked him up and down and grinned. "I think she's right." Then looking over at another clock on a bookcase, Tamara picked up the phone and dialed out. "Still busy, I hope she's not talking to that loser. Oh well." Said Tamara with raised hands. "I'll get that coffee started for us." Said Evan and as he walked into the kitchen Tamara turned on the television wirth the remote and started flicking through the channels.

Evan came back with a tray holding two coffees, a matching sugar and cream container as well as a plate with an assortment of pastries. "Wow, for a bachelor, you'reââ,¬Â¦ surprising me." Evan laughed. "Well I'm not taking the credit, the lady next door has this ladies group every week, and I guess she thinks I must be starving, because she's always coming by after and giving me these care packages. I'm not complaining, but a lot does go to waste." "That wouldn't happen with me, well not to my waist, just other places!" joked Tamara. Evan chuckled slightly and placing the tray down on the table, Evan handed a coffee to Tamara and took the other and proceeded to sit down on a chair adjacent from Tamara. "You uhââ,¬Â¦won't be able to see the TV very much from there. Come here." She said coaxingly and trying to make more room for Evan on the sofa, but even then Evan could see it would be a tight fit. "Oh what's on?" asked Evan now getting up and sink into the couch beside her. "I don't know, let's see." Said Tamara again flicking through the channels. Evan for this moment, was not at all interested in what was on TV. He was literally making comparison's as Tamara's huge hips were pressed up against his own hip, waist and the side of his chest. His puny, little leg pressing against Tamara's huge thigh made Evan begin to feel like he was eight years old all over again in the accompaniment of an adult. "I guess this is it." Said Tamara now stopping at a music video station. "We can watch these." Agreed Evan looking way back up at her.
"Did you ever wish to be in a music video?" asked Tamara as she picked up a pastry from the plate. "Not really, I've never actually thought about it. Have you?" Tamara grinned and swallowed first. "Yah, just one, but unfortunately the band is no longer around. The main singer died." She said taking another bite of her pastry. "Oh and who was that?" asked Evan. It was the band Queen. I really liked their music." "Ya they were all rightââ,¬Â¦. So you wanted to do a video with them?" asked Evan curiously. Tamara chuckled. "Yah just one in particular. I think I would have been excellent for the video." Evan nodded, it didn't take Evan too long to figure out which one. He knew exactly which one she was talking about. "So uh which one was that?" asked Evan pretentiously." Tamara looked down at him and laughed. "Like you don't know! I was looking at your CD's while you were making us a coffee. The CD is actually out of it's cover. I would think it's in your CD player." Evan smiled and Tamara teasingly bumped her arm into his shoulder. "So, do you think I would have been a good choice for the video?" asked Tamara and then getting up she gave a hard slap to her huge, bulging ass. "I would sure think so." Said Evan with a look of lust. "Tamara smiled and walked over to Evan's stereo. "You were playing it." She said looking back at Evan and then putting the CD back in the drive, Tamara soon came back and the song 'Fat Bottomed Girls' coming out from the stereo. Tamara sank back down into the sofa, but this time with a huge, heavy thigh up over Evan's lap. "By the way Evan, your mother asked me to take a look at your computer. She thought she broke it, so I took it home and all it was, was a floppy disk left inside. Anyway, I uhââ,¬Â¦ Lets just say that after seeing you today at your mom's office, the curiosity I've had about you got the best of me and I did something bad andââ,¬Â¦. and checked through your computer andââ,¬Â¦. amazing enough, you can find out a lot about a personââ,¬Â¦." winked Tamara. Evan cocked his head. Tamara started to giggle and then taking Evan's hand, she ran it up and down her huge thigh. "Anyway as well hidden as everything was, I noticed you had quite a collection of pictures of large women, particularly women with bottom heavy physiques. Noticed a lot of your pictures were of a woman called Brie Brown. She's quite pretty and very buxom in those certain places. Still, I don't think she quite compares to me. My thighs are bigger, stronger and my ass is probably twice the size of hers, but then I got the extra height." Said Tamara with another playfully bounce. Again the sofa cracked. Evan let out a sigh and Tamara smirked. "I also opened up your Netscape and noticed you've been busy going to sites where heavy sitting seems to be a theme you seem to go for." Evan looked up at her and shook his head. "I feel really stupid right now." Said Evan with a very embarrassed look. " "Why should you. I wasn't kidding when I said I'd only sit on a man that I'm turned on too." Evan's heart was pounding more then ever now. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "I'm very turned on to you and from what I see, I might have to sit on you. Does that scare you a little?" She said looking into his blue, handsome eyes. "Yes, I mean no, I.. I don't know. "You should be scared, after all Evan, as you can see, when I sit on something, I really sit on it." Tamara placed a finger under Evan's chin, forcing his head up, her eyes making direct contact with his. She brought him in close to her. Evan's eyes were now eye level with her breasts. Again Tamara pulled his head right up and she kissed him. "Mmmmmââ,¬Â¦. this is nice." Cooed Tamara. "Oh wow." moaned Evan. "It only get's better." Whispered Tamara and then pushing Evan off of the couch with her powerful arms, Evan fell in between the couch and the table. He looked up now, totally mesmerized as he watched Tamara get up and stand over top of him. Tamara turned around facing towards his feet and then slowly she sat her meaty, magnificent behind down on him His chin pressed up against her ass, his chest and stomach being totally sat on. He could just barely look sideways, but it was enough to see that Tamara's huge ass was a good foot out from both sides of his chest. Tamara was careful about supporting her weight. One arm went up on the couch and the other on the table. At first not even half her weight was on Evan and all ready, he was having difficulty breathing. "Mmmmmââ,¬Â¦ After watching you stare at my big ass all those times at your mom's office, I've been wanting to sit on you for sometime now." teased Tamara. As heavy as she was, the feeling was so sensational. Tamara grinned an evil like look and then started to sink further down until her full weight was on top of him. Now Evan could see that both sides of her ass was actually touching the floor. Evan thought for sure his ribs would crack and they would have, but Tamara started moving her weight over to his stomach and pelvis area as she was well practiced in how much weight a man of Evan's size could endure. He watched her pick up the remote for the stereo and aim it at stereo Again the song "Fat Bottomed Girls' played and Tamara turned up the volume. Evan was now gasping and saying. "I can't breath very well." Tamara just shrugged and swayed her head to the music. "I really can't breathe." Moaned Evan as loud as he could over the music, but Tamara laughed. "Your such a wimp." said Tamara now moving closer and closer up his chest until her huge ass was once again pressed up against his chin, Tamara looked back at him with a slight smile and moved back more until half his face was underneath her. Tamara then proceeded to pull down his zipper and then with a push forward, his jeans were forced down his legs. "Are your jeans ever small." She said holding them up. "Please get off." Begged Evan in a muffled voice. "I suppose I should, but I'm just wondering if I were to like fully sit on your face, if I could block out the sound of the stereo. Bet I could, but we'll try that another time." Yawned Tamara. She then stood up and looked down at him and smiled. "Mmmmââ,¬Â¦ This is going to be funââ,¬Â¦ wee Evan?" She said pulling him up from the floor. Again she brought Evan in closer to her, but grabbing him by his own little behind, Tamara lifted him up like a rag doll until his eyes were level with hers, his pale face still showing signs of severe breath deprivation. She kissed him again, there tongues now gently touching within their mouths. With Evan a foot up in the air, Tamara walked with him over to the couch. They continued kissing until Tamara let go of him and down he went on the couch. "So Evan, as you can see,. I have a somewhat dominant side to me. Think you can handle that?" Evan nodded his eyes closing. "I really hope so." He said opening his eyes again to look up at her admiringly. Tamara smiled back and looked down at his hard erection straining out from his underwear. "I think you can, I prefer little guys like you. I really like to take charge. In fact I still remember my first squishing. I was only 15 at the time, but even then I was over six feet tall and thee hundred pounds and like now, all of it was concentrated in my bum and thighs. Anyway, this guy who later became my high school sweet heart kept riding his bike past me on my way home from school. He kept reaching out and slapping my ass as he rode by, so after a few times, I grabbed him right off his bike.