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I’m an eighteen year old plus sized girl and more mature than half the people in my town. I graduated early, have a decent car, am single, living on my own, and enjoying life. I have a job working part time at the local library. I didn’t want to socialize with deadbeats at malls or snobby rich teens at pricey restaurants. Therefore I’ve chosen a job where I wouldn’t see any of them step foot in. I have been working all day and am exhausted however, I am still not done. I’ve been assigned to organize stacks of files which feels like a never ending task. The small cubicle is humid, even with the medium size desk fan running. I am wearing a black double d, silk bra under a silky button up neon green shirt paired with black dress pants and black heels. My medium length brunette hair is curled to perfection. My face is brushed with light makeup; a thin layer of eye liner, making my bluish-green eyes pop, glossy plump lips. After a couple hours of filing, I needed to take a short needed break. I get up and leave my desk to clock out in the main staff office. Before clocking out, my boss grabs my attention and directs me to put a stack of books away on the correct shelves. I can’t argue with the boss. She gives me a wicked grin and pushes past me as if we are in a crowded place. I just take a deep breath. I walk over to the main desk and grab the stack of science fiction books and walk on. When I get to the section, I bump into a very attractive man. I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. He looks to be at least twenty-five, with dirty blonde hair, about six feet tall, muscular frame, gorgeous blue eyes, and a side smile that drew me in for some reason. I accidentally drop some of the books. I fumble as they fell to the ground. He picks them up for me and says, “These are the books I was looking for. Can I will check otele gelen escort them out?” I nod and with a smile on my face I respond, “Follow me please.” We arrive at the main desk and I ask for his card number. He pauses for a while trying to remember. So I ask for his name, he should know that one hopefully. “Zach Stevenson.”, he replies. His name sounding familiar, I check his books and hand him the receipt. He thanks me and walks out, as I stand there pondering his name. Finally, work is over and it is time to relax. I clock out and head out the library front doors. I climb into my car and drive the fifteen minutes home. I pull into the parking lot by my apartment building. I climb out locking the car and walk to the door and up the two floors of stairs with my body slightly aching. I reach my apartment floor. As I reach my room I kick off my heels by the door, fling my green silk shirt off. Time to beat the heat. I take a breath and fall onto my bed. Time to enjoy me! I lay there for about ten minutes with my eyes closed. Remembering the cute patron, I jump up and rush to my closet to grab the old yearbooks. I look through one book after another with no luck. Flipping through pages I finally find him on the school drama page. He had went to my school. I knew he looked familiar. Zach still looks as good as he did in school. Handsome! I can’t stop thinking about him. I want him so bad! In a non-creeper way, of course. I dream of all the sexual things he could do to me. Making myself wet, I started to quiver with pleasure. Throwing my clothes to the floor, I head for the bathroom. I start some hot water with a dash of bubbles to fill the tub. Lavender scent, one of my favorites. Turning the water off when the tub is half full, I sink balgat escort in. Oh, that feels so good on my aching muscles. I lay there tracing my nipples with my wet fingers making them hard. With each pinch and light tug, I make myself more aroused. I move my right hand down to my shaven pussy. Slowly I rub my clit then finger my pussy hitting my G spot. Starting to finger fuck myself faster and faster; so fast make my body thrust up and down. I begin thinking of Zach. Playfully holding me down on my bed. Ripping our clothes off, he grabs his hard, thick cock and jams it into my wet pussy. Zach becomes aggressive and thrusts harder into me each time. He starts biting the left side of my neck, then slowly he licks down towards my perky nipples. Lightly he blows on my nipples making them harder from the cool air. Zach grabs both of my big breast and starts sucking on one, then the other, making me moan loud wanting more. I pull his face gently towards mine and kiss him passionately for a while. We kiss like I haven’t been kissed in a long time. I run my fingers through his soft hair, with a playful tug every so often making him more aggressive. I hear a loud bang and awaken from my fantasy. Getting out of the tub I let the water drain and grab my bath robe. I walk to my door and look through the peep hole. It’s my landlord, great buzz kill. I roll my eyes and walk towards my room to get dressed. While getting dressed, the land lord knocks again and I holler, “Be there in a moment!” Finally dressed, I walk back to the door and open it. My landlord doesn’t look very pleased, but he never does. I let him come in and ask him to take a seat if he would like to. He stands there by the door staring at me. I give him a confused face. He hands me a piece elvankent escort of paper that explains this is my final warning for noise complaint. Silently I chuckle and apologize. Not saying a thing he walks out slamming my door behind him. I toss the letter in the kitchen trash and decide to make myself some dinner since I am in there. I make some mashed potatoes, steamed broccoli, one barbequed pork chop, and pour a glass of iced tea. When dinner was finished, I go to the bedroom and undress. Cracking the window open I feel the cool summer breeze. Plopping onto the bed, I turn my stereo on. The music helps me relax. Lying there I look over at the clock on my wall. It’s eleven p.m. and I groan dreading going to work tomorrow, the average working teen response. I eventually fall asleep within half a hour. *Beep* *Beep* Damn alarm clock. Wishing the alarm clock was broken so I could sleep longer, I click the off button. It’s eight a.m. I drag myself out of bed. Walking towards my closet I step on a thumb tack. I let out a short scream and pick up the thumb tack and toss it into the trash. The morning is already warning me that today isn’t going to be great. I rush while getting my clean clothes on and grooming myself. I’ve straightened my hair, lightly covered my face with make-up, nude colored bra under a light blue button up shirt, and black heels. Ready to go, I stop in front of the bedroom mirror and double check myself. I look professional and comfortable. I lock my apartment door and head to work. A smile on my face along with a great attitude. I know today will be just another ordinary day at work but I need to try and love my job like I did when I first started. I get to work and walk in the front doors with a smile. I greet a few of the patrons that are heading out the doors and get to the main office. I clock in and start on the new piles of books to put away. I grab a pile of books that need to be placed in the Book Nook upstairs. I head to the elevator and wait till I reach the third floor. *Ding* Getting out of the elevator I head towards the nook. Noticing that this floor had no patrons around I put the books down by one of the shelves.