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  • (April 02, 2020, 07:36:09 PM)
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Casually, Tamara got up from her chair and walked by Evan and over to a window, knowing all too well that he would be lured to the sight of her massive, well rounded behind. Especially today as she walked by him swinging, her wide hips in a new tight pair of jeans, which hugged her huge, shapely, thunderous thighs and behind, leaving little to the imagination. Like her other jeans, Tamara had to buy them in the largest size possible as her six foot four, five hundred and sixty pound figure required a lot of space. Her jeans also required some alterations from her sewing machine as her huge hip measurements more then doubled her amazingly narrow waist. As Tamara stood there teasingly by the window, she smiled as she could clearly see Evan's lusting eyes, his handsome face in the reflection of the glass as the light beside him was turned on. She smiled to herself at the fact that was so turned on to her. "If you are waiting for your mother Evan, I think she will be busy with some clients for the next while." Said Tamara still looking out from the window. "Well, I'll wait a few more minutes, so uhââ,¬Â¦ Mother said you were taking some computer courses at night, that's really great." Said Evan enthusiastically. "Yah guess so." Replied Tamara far less enthusiastically. "Hmmm." Nodded Evan. Tamara again had made it clear that she wasn't interested in any small talk with Evan. This was typical as she went out of her way to keep her distance, and made a point of practically ignoring him whenever he came up to the office. This was not what Tamara wanted, especially now after ending her impossible relationship with Paul. Even when she was with Paul, she often thought about Evan in ways she shouldn't have and now here she was again blocking any possibilities with this strikingly handsome blonde haired man. Tamara looked back at him now at his five foot nine, slim build and imagined as she had many times before of just how much fun she could have demonstrating her dominant, sexual nature. Unfortunately, Debra would be coming out of her office at any minute with her clients and the fun would be over. Tamara turned around and finally looked at him and as always, Evan's head was turned and his dreamy like blue eyes were directed over to the wall where his mother's diplomas proudly hung on the wall.
"Yah my course, I'm taking them at night. Monday and Thursdays." said Tamara with and then turning around again, she continued to pretend she was looking out at the view, but bending over a little to show off her door wide behind. Like she predicted, Evan was again staring at her and as she had encountered before, a wetness was quickly developing. "Two nights a week. And how long will that be?" asked Evan keenly. ""It goes for six months. Just hope I can keep up the pace." Evan leaned forward. "Sure you can, and uhââ,¬Â¦ I sure you won't need any help, but if you do, just give me a call." Tamara nodded. "I just may have to take you up on it." Laughed Tamara. "I mean it. So you think my mom's going to be a while well... I was hoping she was finished with my laptop as hers was broken, but now that it's fixed, I'd sort of like mine back." said Evan in a nervous sort of tone. Tamara turned and looked at him.. "Yah, I'll give her the message." she said and then in her exaggerated sort of walk, Tamara away from the window and as nonchalantly as she could, she glimpsed down at Evan's crotch, but his hands were casually crossed on his lap, hiding any view of Evan's stiffness. She then continued over to her desk, and proceeded to jot down the message from a memo pad. "There, I'll let her know." she said reassuringly to Evan.


Jealous of seat cushions everywhere.