Again, apologies to all for the delay. Thank you so much for your patience. Here's the next chapter. Hope it doesn't disappoint.
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Brooke spent the next 15 minutes pretending to read while observing the pair in her peripheral vision. The conversation and general vibe just didn’t seem to be there. Neither smiled nor appeared to have much enthusiasm about the topics they were clearly systematically working through.
As Brooke analyzed from a distance, the young woman pushed her chair back and walked to the bathroom. She watched her walk away before looking back at the table and was met with a pair of deep green eyes looking back with a sheepish grin. Brooke returned the smile and as fluidly as possible, flagged her waiter down. She leaned in and whispered into his ear without breaking eye contact with the gentleman at the table. The waiter turned to look in the direction Brooke was looking, nodded, and walked off.
A minute later the waiter returned and set down a double shot of tequila on Brooke’s table. He walked over to the gentleman and set down an identical shot before delivering the message she’d instructed. Brooke watched as the waiter mouthed “Ms. Brooke wants me to tell you that if your date doesn’t work out to join her for a drink. In the meantime, here’s something to help with the pain,” and he walked away. Brooke held her glass up, winked, and tossed it back effortlessly. She watched as her current muse followed suit.
For the next 30 minutes Brooke watched as the date wound down. If there was ever a chance at the two hitting it off, it was now ruined by the vision sitting in the shade; her tight body and incredible fake tits now dominating the imagination of the poor man whose date was simply outgunned.
The check came and the two stood up to leave. Brooke’s confidence faltered for a moment. Had her attempts failed? She didn’t fail. For a moment she felt weakness creep up.
As the two walked past and out to the boardwalk, the gentleman turned to Brooke as discretely as possible and motioned with his hand.
“5 minutes” was Brooke’s interpretation. She poured herself a full glass of wine, adjusted her top to really make her tits pop and waited.
Within a few minutes she saw him walk back onto the patio.
“May I?” he said with a smirk.
“Of course” Brooke replied motioning to the chair. She motioned to her waiter and signaled for two more shots of tequila.
“I’m Brooke,” she said reaching out her hand.
“Dan,” he replied grasping her hand in his with a firm shake, the muscles in his forearms catching Brooke’s attention.
“That looked like a fun date. I hope I wasn’t crossing the line. You kinda looked miserable,” Brooke said as their waiter delivered the tequila.
“It looked that bad huh? Damn I didn’t know I was making it that obvious”
“First date?”
“Sort of. We actually used to date a few years back. She called up recently insisting we meet and give it another go. Hard to be enthusiastic when seeing someone who fucked your best friend. Plus I think she was only ever after my money,”
“She fucked your best friend…and you agreed to see her!?”
“She said it was urgent. Figured it couldn’t hurt. Sometimes, as much as you don’t wanna care about someone you just can’t turn it off,”
Brooke reached down and grabbed the fresh glass of tequila, pushing the other glass
“To turning it off” Brooke said with a wink and the two clinked glasses. Neither reacted to the tepid fluid as they shot it back effortlessly.
“You know, It’s not my place to comment but for a girl who cheats and wants a ‘paid-for’ lifestyle, she didn’t have many…attributes,” said Brooke.
“Didn’t think she was attactive?” Dan replied.
“She was pretty enough. She just lacked that…X factor, you know? Surprised that if she didn’t want to earn her share and lay around all day she didn’t try more to keep your attention and make you WANT to pay for her lifestyle,” Brooke said eyeing down to her enormous fake tits stuffed inside her stretched blouse.
“Ah. You mean she’s flat as a board. We broached that conversation once and it didn’t go well. I don’t think I even asked her straight up to get implants, just asked if she’d ever consider it. That convo certainly didn’t end well,”
“Just takes the right person I guess.”
“So, did you…and excuse me for staring…get those to make someone happy?” Dan asked, slightly blushing.
“I did,” replied Brooke.
“Ah. Boyfriend? Husband?” said Dan sounding somewhat defeated.
“haha no no,” Brooke said leaning forward, showing off her incredible cleavage and locking eyes with Dan.
“I got these for me. I wanted bigger boobs and I wanted them to look as fake as humanly possible so no one would ever question if I was just blessed by nature. Turns out I had no idea just how big and fake I truly wanted them. What do you think?” Brooke said placing both hands underneath each breast and giving them a heft.
“I mean…they’re…fantastic. Enormous! You definitely got the big, fake look you were going for. I mean that in the best way possible,” Dan replied.
“I’m glad you think so,” she replied.
“Can I ask you a question, Dan?”
“Of course,”
“Let me preface by saying; I would never let anyone pay for my lifestyle. I’ve made myself into who I am both financially and physically and wouldn’t change a thing. But…if you came home from whatever it is you do, would you want to see me waiting at home for you?”
“I don’t…what do you mean?” Dan said, afraid he was misunderstanding Brooke’s question.
“ Would you want to come home and find me laying by the pool in my tiniest bikini, glistening with sweat from the sun, waiting for you to come run your hands all over my artificially inflated chest?”
“I…that would be a fucking fantasy,”
“What if you came home and told me about your day and to help you relax I took my freshly filled lips and teased your cock for a minute before taking all of it in. You’d continue to talk, and unwind while I worked every inch of you. Slowly at first, not to distract enough from you telling me about your day, then faster. And faster until you can’t form sentences and lose control,” Brooke moved her foot up into Dan’s lap to make sure he was as excited as she’d hoped.
“Hmm I see someone likes that idea,” Brooke said with a smile, her toes still rubbing his inner thigh.
“If I were your girl, and you were trying to give me a high-class life, I would always be trying to make you happy. Whether it was with bigger tits, a tighter body or as many blowjobs as you could handle…I’d make sure you were content with everything about me.”
“I want that…how do I…” Dan muttered
“I wish I wanted to be a made woman, Dan. Maybe sometime we could play out that scenario just for fun. Unfortunately, I prefer being the one in control. But that being said, I wanna give you something to help you forget that cheating bitch. Something so you’ll never forget this moment. Meet me in the bathroom in 2 minutes,” and Brooke got up, leaned down and laid a passionate kiss on Dan's lips before walking inside and disappearing around the corner. It took Dan a minute before he could stand without people staring at his raging hard on. He quickly walked inside and knocked on the door for the restroom. Brooke’s hand quickly reached out and dragged him in by his shirt. She was standing there with her blouse unbuttoned, her tight stomach fully exposed and bra feebly attempting to keep her enormous assets tight against her chest.
Her blouse fell to the floor and she aggressively pressed herself into Dan.
“I’m gonna show you these now. I wanna see your face when you see these for the first time,” and she reached behind her back, undid the clasp and stepped back from Dan.
“Before I do, promise me one thing?”
“Anything” he said
“Promise me you won’t see that bitch again. You can do better. Much better,”
“I…I promise,” he said hoarsely.
“Good,” Brooke said and let her bra fall away. Her incredibly overfilled tits didn’t sag in the slightest, maintaining their spherical shape high on her chest.
She stood there for a second, soaking in Dan’s gaze before slowly moving her hands up to her chest and sensually running her fingers around the circumference of her giant tits. She slowly reached down and grabbed his hands and moved them up to her chest, guiding his hands with hers over every inch before encouraging him to squeeze firmly. She let out a soft moan as she closed her eyes completely loving the moment.
“Would you wanna come home and touch these every day?”
“Oh my god would I”
“Would you come home and fuck me over and over until neither of us can stand?”
“Baby, I would fuck you until my heart gave out,”
Brooke let out another moan as Dan’s hands firmly caressed her chest. She reached down with her right hand and stripped off his belt effortlessly. Before he know what was happening, she’d unbuttoned his pants and was grasping his raging erection in her hand. Brooke slowly lowered to her knees, making sure to tease him with her tits as much as possible.
“Imagine if we’d met when I was flat and boring and we’d started dating before you made your money. Then, when the paychecks started rolling in I told you I wanted bigger tits.”
“I’d buy you any tits you wanted,” Dan moaned as Brooke expertly worked her hand over his throbbing manhood.
“Then after 6 months with my new boobs I told you I wanted to go bigger. I wanted to fill out any dress or bikini and make any woman who looked at you realize they’re not good enough,”
“Mmmm,”
“Then a year goes by and I tell you I want HUGE fake tits. I wanna be so big that you worship my chest and rush home every day to play with me…and big swollen lips to wrap around your cock to make sure you were never stressed while at home”
“I’d get you anything you wanted,” Dan replied, his voice wavering in pleasure.
“Yeah? Well you’ve got me right now, your dream woman... giant fake tits and all.. and I’m gonna make you cum so hard you’re gonna see stars,”
“mmmmmmm,” was all Dan could get out. Brooke pressed his manhood against her soft lips, teasing just for a second before pulling away.
“But... what if I wanted thousands of CCs stuffed into my chest, so fake that everyone would stare wherever we went, all for your to admire and touch whenever you wanted? Would you like that?”
“Oh fuck baby I want that,”
“Tell me how much,” and Brooke threw his raging erection into her mouth, working him with both her swollen lips and hand in sync. Dan grabbed her ponytail and without too much force, helped Brooke work him even faster. He came in less than a minute.
“Fuck me that was incredible,” Dan panted. Brooke licked her lips and stood up, his cock still in her hand.
“You’re a good guy, Dan. And fun. If you ever wanna play out that fantasy sometime gimme a call. I’d love to help you unwind after work. But only if you fuck me so hard it feels like my tits my burst,”
“We should... absolutely do that,” he replied with a grin. Brooke reached down to grab her phone and handed it to him, his dick still in her other hand. Once his info was in her phone, she released her hold and threw her tongue into his mouth.
“I’ll see you soon, Dan. And remember your promise.”
And like that, Brooke was gone, leaving Dan in confused euphoria about the events that had just transpired.