Thursday Night Football Fueled Encounter

It was a Thursday evening. Thursday night football was on so my brother and I and a few buddies decided to hit a pub to watch the game. It had been about 10 years since we all graduated from high school and for the first time since then, almost all of us were back living in the city we grew up in.

In typical fashion it didn’t take long before the beers were free flowing and some of the guys were already eyeing up some of the scenario around the bar. These two ladies caught our attention right away. They were sitting together on the far side of the place eating a meal. One was blonde, very thin, easily in her 40s but had big tits (caught my eye right away). The other was a younger girl, maybe in her early 20s. She was bigger, much bigger. With massive tits, legs and ass and brown hair.

My buddy Kevin summed up the courage to go over and introduce himself. After a few minutes of chatting he returned the table and requested we clear two spaces for the ladies that would be joining us as soon as they finished their dinner. We all thought he was full of shit so no one moved an inch and continued to enjoy our beer and the football game.

About 10 minutes later the two ladies came over to the table. I was absolutely floored. I honestly thought he was bullshitting everyone when he said they would join us. One seat was empty next to me already, which the blonde took. I immediately stood and offered my seat to the brunette. As a few of my previous stories indicate, I am a bit of a sucker for a nice BBW and this girl was no exception.

The girls joined right in the conversation and we all chatted for quite a while. Eventually the table next to us left and I grabbed one of the chairs and pulled it next to the BBW. He name was Heather she was in fact 21. The blonde, Diane was 42.

Heather and I spent most of the time talking to one another once I was sitting next to her. She was wearing a black skirt, white blouse and black jacket. It looked like she had just come straight from work.

“Did you come straight from work” I asked. The two ladies glanced at each other and both nodded. I thought that was a bit odd given Diane was wearing blue jeans, but heck, maybe she stopped at home and changed or something… I have no idea.

As the night wore on, it was now probably midnight or shortly after that, the conversation at the table became a bit more… open we’ll say. It was likely due to the alcohol but it didn’t scare the girls away. All the guys were focused on Diane and flirting with her. I wasn’t really flirting with Heather, mostly just chatting. I’m married, which has never stopped me before, but since I would have no were to take her home and I had to be up for work at 6am, I felt it wasn’t worth the effort.

At one point Diane asked, “What about your friend at

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