Bookworm Chapter 6

NOTE:  I believe I have not uploaded the first 5 chapters here, I'll be doing that shortly.  This is being put up by request.

I strolled into the bookstore on Monday with amazing confidence.  I hadn’t felt this good about myself in a long time.  Last night, I had sex with my now assumed girlfriend Trish for the first time, and it was safe to say that we were both more than satisfied.  She wanted me to come back for more, and I was more than happy to oblige.  The street lights must have been cheering me on as well, as I made it to work early.  But I didn’t mind.  I wanted to be out and about, out of my tiny studio apartment and into the grand world that I now cherished more than I had in years.  My excited hands pushed the door open and my ecstatic legs marched me inside.

“Well doesn’t someone look like a million bucks?” came Brenda’s voice.  She was behind the counter to my left, leaning forward.  Her shirt was very low cut today, with her huge, juicy melons displayed boldly in all of their roundness.  I performed a double take and almost ran into a bookshelf.  Her breasts were so large they were touching the desk from her leaning position.  That had to have been at least a foot of boob, which was longer than my… I shook my head.  Can’t think about that.  I looked back at her, finding it incredibly difficult to look at her in the face.  But I had a girlfriend now.  A tiny, skinny, boobless girlfriend.  And dammit I was proud of it.  I swallowed hard and kept a focus on her eyes, her breasts beckoning me from below.

“I happened to have had a really good night with Trish last night,” I said, in a very matter-of-fact tone.  I wasn’t going to let Tits McGee over here damper my confidence.

“Ooh!” she exclaimed, squealing a little.  She shoved her chest forward, bulging those monsters out so far I was shocked a nipple didn’t explode out from her grey shirt.  “I just love it when a friend of mine gets in a relationship.  And now two of them are in one at the same time!  Together!  You guys are going to have the cutest babies!”  She laughed, then jogged over to me, her chest bouncing like mad.  Now next to me, she leaned forward again, her Grand Canyon cleavage now about a foot from my face.  “Tell me everything!  Please!  I’ll just die if I don’t know everything!”  She grabbed my hand and hopped lightly.

I tried to play it coy.  “Well… I’m not the type of guy to kiss and tell, but I WILL say that my services have been requested for another night.”

“That’s awesome.  We have to celebrate.  Can you guys come with me and Victor to get something to eat tonight?  We were thinking Ruben’s, the burger joint.  They are open pretty late, and it’s nothing fancy, so it’s perfect for us.”

“I’ll text her and get back to you,” I said.  That sounded like fun.  I sent the text message to Trish.  I wasn’t sure how it would be with her ex there and everything.  He seemed like an intimidating guy.  “Oh, and I forgot to mention, but congratulations on getting back with Victor.  You must be excited to be back on.”

“Oh thanks.  Yeah, I’m super thrilled.  Hopefully we can get back to normal.  I hate drama.  Thank you for being such a great friend.”

“No big deal,” I said.  I checked my phone.  Trish was good with meeting up.  “Trish is good to hang out tonight.  I guess you and I will be carpooling?”

“That works.  See, you’re just the best!”  The rest of the day went by fast for us.  I spent a lot of time behind the counter thinking about Trish.  I will admit though that I was heavily distracted by the two bouncing orbs in front of me.  I was now in the poor habit of watching Brenda work while I ogled her.  She was just so busty it was wild to me.  I wasn’t even sure if I was attracted, I just couldn’t look away.  I definitely was reacting in my pants though.

When our shift was done, and we closed up the store, we got into my car (or squeezed, depending on who you asked) and went to Ruben’s.  Upon arrival, Brenda told me they were already inside, in the waiting area.  We walked in and met up with everyone.  We walked inside, and sure enough, there they were.  I hugged Trish and gave her a kiss.

“You are looking lovely as expected.”

She laughed.  “And you as well, sir!”  We both laughed and kissed again.  I’m sure we looked corny to everyone, and even I would have rolled my eyes looking at us.  But it felt really good to be in that position with someone.

“Mitch, this is Victor.  Victor, Mitch,” Brenda said.  I turned and looked up.  He was certainly a tall one.  He looked to be a solid 250 pounds, maybe 6’10”?  I wasn’t great with measurements, but he was over a foot taller than me, which made me feel like a baby.  He was white, with dark features, and he looked like he’d lifted a weight or two in his day.

“Hey man!” I said.

“How’s it going?” he replied.  One of those questions nobody is really supposed to answer.  I figured I would try anyway.

“Pretty good.  Starving.  Are we ready to go?”  The waiter must have had a sixth sense, and she came by almost immediately to escort us to our table, which was a round booth.  Brenda squeezed in first followed by Victor.  Trish and I went to the other side, and I motioned for her to sit next to Brenda in the middle, but she shook her head.

“I’m the type of girl that has to go to the bathroom a lot.  It’s probably best for you to sit in the middle seat.”  I nodded and got in first.  The booth was not very big to begin with, but with the size of Brenda and Victor, we had very little room to work with.  We all mashed together, meaning I was mashed up against Brenda.  Her side boob was pressing against my shoulder since she was taller than me, and it almost felt like I was sinking into it.  I couldn’t help but notice her vast expanse of cleavage just begging me to stare.  It was hanging over her section of the table.  She turned to look at Trish, which pushed her boobs really close to my face.  If someone was looking directly at us, they would only be able to see a fraction of me, as the rest was covered up by her big boobs.

“Girlfriend, I didn’t get to say hi!  How are you!?”  She had one arm behind me over my shoulder, and she went in slightly for a hug, as did Trish.  Clearly unbeknownst to either of them, Brenda’s massive side boob was smothering me.  My arms were pinned to my sides by her weight, and her overflowing breast was shoved against my face.  I couldn’t see anything, but I could hear them talking through it all, which led me to believe they had no idea what was going on.  They eventually finished, and we continued with the night fairly normally.

We were having a really good time.  It was one of those situations where in public, everything seems perfectly fine.  Victor seemed like a really cool guy, the kind of guy most people could easily get along with.  At some point, he told her he had to go to the bathroom.  Trish piped up saying she did too, and they slipped away, leaving me alone with Brenda.  She turned to me.

“Well aren’t you two cute?”

“Thanks.  You guys as well.  Everything seems to be going great.”

With that she gave me a big hug.  I think she forgot about her own strength, or my lack of strength, or both, because I’m pretty sure I felt my ribs crack.  I was pinned to her ample chest, and sinking fast.  “What’s funny,” she said, “Is I was actually, just for a minute there, considering asking you out.  We are really great together.  It’s definitely for the better.  Look how big I am.  And you’re so little.  With my luck, I would accidentally sit on you or something.”

I played into it.  “Or I’d get stuck in your boobs, and never be able to get out.”   My voice was practically muffled, with my chin being caught in her cleavage.

She laughed, then pushed my head all the way in with one hand.  She boisterously moved her chest side to side.  “Oh I’m sure you’d just hate that.  You’re so little, you would probably get lost in there.  How funny would it be if we dated?  The size difference alone would be crazy.  Nobody would believe I could be dating someone who was barely bigger than my boob.”  She pushed me into one of her massive mounds, which practically absorbed my upper torso.  I was half expecting milk to come squirting out.  She let me go and we both chuckled over it.

Trish returned, as did Victor, and we finished the night without a hitch.  I stopped by Trish’s apartment for… a bit.  I couldn’t have planned a better day.  It was one of those times in my life when everything seemed to be going right.