There's just something so alluring about a married bbw that isn't getting enough attention at home. I've talked to some women here and there on miscellaneous, but it's never quite the same thing. I love the thought of someone's wife running through my head and vice versa. Just imagine all that pent up desire leaving both of our bodies as you get me closer to that point.

Maybe she's someone from my gym, someone from the local swimming club, maybe we just run across each other on a walk in the city. We lock eyes not really sure if we're supposed to approach eachother, but something comes over our head. Almost like it was written down in a book somewhere in the universe...