A Tubby Tale


Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Consensual, Romantic, Reluctant, Heterosexual, Fiction, Cheating, Revenge, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, .

Desc: Romantic Sex Story: Fucking a cheating pig, well sort of.

Well children, I guess this is as good a time as any to tell you the entire truth. Maybe I should say children, grandchildren and a very few great grandchildren. Just let me sit back here and get comfortable, we still have some time.

It was a little over forty years ago that my husband and I moved into this neighborhood. We had only been married a few years at the time. I was twenty five and my husband was twenty six.

Next door was an older man, he was almost forty. We thought that was pretty old. Anyway he was a confirmed bachelor.

"What is a confirmed bachelor, grandma?" one of the grandchildren asked.

A confirmed bachelor is a man who never wanted to get married.

"Did he ever get married mother Audrey?" one of her daughter's in law asked.

No as of this minute he is still a bachelor and it has been forty years. Oh he did fall in love and asked the woman to marry him but she kept refusing so that is the way he lived, a bachelor.

I remember it all so well. Every moment of every day, it is still right here. Audrey said pointing to her head and her heart.

"Your pin, you remember it in your pin?" one of the giggling grandchildren said as she pointed to the Ruby and Diamond "A" pin she always wore. It was two rows of parallel diamonds in the form of an A with a center row of Rubies between the diamonds. No one ever remembered her not wearing it.

No, it is in my heart that I always remember, but this pin is a reminder too. With that she looked at the smiling silent man sitting beside her, holding her hand. They don't talk with words much anymore; there is not really any need.

My husband and I did not want children right away; well he didn't. My husband worked as a salesman selling books to colleges, so he was on the road quite a lot. He also had a business getting professors to write text books which he had them sell to their own students and put out new versions every year. He was just starting out and money was tight, or so thought, but we found this nice house to rent.

Now my husband also had a problem with my size. I was always a big girl, but not tall. As my daughters can bear witness to, our lot is to be buxom. At five feet tall I was already one hundred and thirty pounds. As a teenager I was one of the first to grow boobs and they just never quit growing. By the time I got out of high school I was pushing maximum density as the boys would say.

This is a lesson for all you girls, you are what you are, you just need to find someone who likes what you are and then you will be happy, just like my daughters did. It is not that we are fat, but a little soft. I am still one hundred and thirty pounds today, all these years later. It is what I am.

She feels a squeeze on her hand and does not need to look over to know.

Well back to that our story. Now some of this I did not find out when it was happening but I learned about it later.

"Damn Audrey can't you lose a few pounds?" Franklin said rather than asked. "You are as big as a fucking house. Shit, if you ever get pregnant I will have to roll you around like that girl in the original "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory" movie."

"I am the exact same size I was in high school and college and when we got married. If you did not like me why the hell did you marry me?" Audrey asked.

"I liked your tits and that is why. Damn you got the biggest tits around Audrey, every guy wanted to squeeze those monsters but you did not give it up easy. But now, well you are just to fat for me. Lose some weight. 'EE' tits will not shrink that much if you drop fifteen or twenty pounds." Franklin said.

Crying Audrey said:

"What can I do? My waist is twenty four inches and always has been. My hips are thirty six and my bust is thirty eight, and that is never going to change. You never minded putting your arms around me, except you never touch me now. You don't even play with these big tits you claim are so wonderful. I am at a loss how to make it better."

Not all of these thoughts were conveyed to her children and grandchildren, but enough for them to know what was happening at that time in her life. Audrey would have to be careful not to verbalize some of what she was remembering and limit what was said, but she would never forget, never ever forget, the destruction of her marriage at the hands of what she would later think was a monster.

"Pierce, what is it you do for a living?" Franklin asked the older man who lived next door.

"I am in almost the same line of work as you are. I work on books, or pamphlets, anything actually. I am an editor. I fell into it by accident and never gave it up. Have you ever read an instruction manual and laughed at the language? Well that is what I work on. I read thousands of them and correct the language so that it says what people what it to say in English, not what some computer thinks the translation should say. I also make sure the instructions are correct for the project. When it is something that has to be put together I am sent the product and their instructions and I check them out. I also do the same with books and articles in trade publications. Anything that is published by someone who is not a native English speaker would make use of my services. No job is too small for me and none is too large. I do it all. When it is real small I ask how many times they will print it and add a little to the price for the distribution. I don't gouge but I sure don't want to get taken. I even update for a modest price so they always come back." Pierce said.

"So that is why you are always at home?" Franklin asked.

"No that is why I am always at work." Pierce said with a smile.

"Audrey, bring us another fucking beer!" Franklin yells.

"Bitch is so fat she needs the fucking exercise. But I can't just dump her or I would have done it a long time ago. It would cost me half a million to do it right now. Then there is the damn alimony and split of everything. Damn her big tits were not worth it. She was a fucking mistake that is for sure." Franklin says quietly to Pierce.

Pierce noticed the difference right away. Audrey was only five feet and a little tubby but not fat. She was firm and had a rack that any tit hunter would love to mount. Now Franklin was the typical jock. Six feet two and two hundred and twenty pounds but the muscle was beginning to give way and you just knew that in a few years he would make it to three hundred and it would not be pretty. But for now Franklin was the golden boy of the world. Blond hair, piercing blue eyes and fair skin that, with his drinking, would eventually make the blood vessels that were close to the surface of his pale skin look like lines on a map of Mars.

Pierce was just the opposite. Only five foot nine and one hundred and seventy five pounds he was officially a heavy weight if he was a boxer but no one would take him for one. He was dark and wiry as they say. He did a lot of manual labor working with his buddies and he had a lot of friends. Like any bachelor he filled in his time with other men from the bachelor herd, and they drank and whored together and tried to retain their youth by acting like they were young.

There was the sailing and the biking and hiking and running. They all had motorcycles, speed boats, mountain bikes, and when the shift came they dumped the skis for snowboards, because the younger guys rode them. They still chased the girls but were becoming invisible to the young hotties.

Eighteen became just a number instead of the age of a date. Now their main catch of the day were thirty something women, divorced with kids and looking for a man to support them all. Damn few women were never married but some were but they were like the men, confirmed as single and not the marrying type.

There was always sex, and that was easy. Funny that when you were young you could never find enough and now it was always there. Sailing you found some young stuff that would do you and "The River" was always good for some action on a three day weekend, but mostly it was work, sleep and party when you needed it.

"So what do you think about Audrey? Think she is hot?" Franklin continued.

"Not my type Franklin. I usually want them taller and athletic. I am more into speed rather than comfort with my women." Pierce responded.

"Me too. I got me this hot bitch that I travel with. Five foot nine or ten, sleek like a gazelle, and can suck the chrome off of a trailer hitch. This slut keeps me hard and then drains me dry. Shit she is the best fuck a man could want." Franklin confided.

"Well why are you still with Audrey, divorce her and marry this other one." Pierce offered.

"Can't man, I just can't give up the money." Franklin responded. "You see Audrey has this trust for half a million and I want it. I have been hiding bucks from her for years, it is not much but I want this money too. If I just divorce her I don't get any of it. Now if she divorces me I get it all. Unless there is adultery and then the innocent one get the money. By innocent I mean the one who does not get caught." Franklin winks when he said that last part.

"How about you? Why don't you fuck Audrey and then I can get the evidence and divorce her fat ass for cheating and I get all the bucks. You have the time after all. You are always home working and she is always here too. You just get a few pictures and I can make it worth your while." Franklin ended.

Without saying a word Pierce got up and put his unfinished beer down and walked away. This was way to fucking much for him. As he got to the fence that separated the property he heard the words:

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