Brian had just finished a workout in my garage and was heading to the kitchen for some water when he heard the neighbor girl, Patty, crying in her backyard. He didn't know them well, but he couldn't bear to listen to her crying. "Are you okay, Patty?" Brian asked over the hedge.

Patty told him that her boyfriend had broken up with her right after she let him fuck her, telling her that she was too big for him. "I'm sorry to hear that, Patty," he said, "High school boys are all idiots, anyway. All they want is the Barbie Doll types with the slim waist and big tits. Just be patient, and you'll find someone that likes you just the way you are.

When Patty looked at him, she noticed that he'd lost weight since she'd last seen him. "I built a gym in his garage and was beginning to think that no one noticed. Come on over, and I'll show you. It's always unlocked, but you're welcome to use it if it's okay with your parents." While he showed her around the gym, she told him that it was only her and her mom, and she was always over at her new boyfriend's house anyway.

Patty started coming over nightly to use the treadmill while Brian worked out. She made progress at first, but after a couple of months, she plateaued. One night, she grumbled that it was a waste of time because it wasn't working for her. Brian asked if she was on birth control pills. "Ever since I turned sixteen, about a year and a half ago. How did you know?" she asked.

"My wife put on a lot of weight when we first met because of the pill. No matter what she did, she couldn't lose the weight. Come with me. I want to show you something in the living room. Here is a picture of my wife on our wedding day. She worked so hard to fit into that dress. That was the skinniest that she ever was. This one's a picture taken just shortly before the accident. She'd put on fifty-plus pounds during our marriage. Well, we both did. I told her that we grew old and fat together, but it never changed how much I loved her. Chocolate was our downfall. I liked eating chocolate almost as much as eating her pussy." Patty snorted, trying not to laugh. "It's true," he continued. "And someday you'll find someone who likes you just the way they are—someone who'll love your luscious, juicy thighs and jiggly ass."

"So, you do think I'm fat?"

"On the contrary! I think you're perfect just the way that you are. There are plenty of older men who wouldn't mind having a go at you."

"Like you?" Patty blushed as she spoke. "I've seen you watching me run on the treadmill. How did you put it? Thick juicy thighs and jiggly ass. I have to admit that I've been checking you out as well. Maybe we...?"

"That's not what I meant. And if we did, no one can ever know about what you are suggesting."

"I know," Patty said as she started to walk upstairs.

Brian found her standing in front of a full-length mirror in his bedroom. He stood behind her, saying, "No one can ever know about us," he said as he gently kissed her at the base of her neck. Both watched as Patty's nipple grew erect as Brian ran my fingertips down the length of her arm. "Let me see them," Brian whispered. Patty slid her arms through the straps of her sports bra and pulled the cups off of her breasts. Brian reached around and softly caressed her sensitive nipples while he kissed his way to her earlobe.

Patty sucked in a sharp gasp of air, "Uh, Umm, Mmm, Ahhh,"

Brian caught her as she went weak-kneed. "Did you just?"

"Uh, Huh,"

"Show me," Brian asked.

Patty slipped her hand into her sweatpants and dipped them into her vagina. She pulled her hand out, showing him her glistening digits. He raised her hand to his mouth and sucked her nectar from her fingers. Patty spun around in his arms and kissed him. Her tongue was in his mouth before he knew what was happening. She guided his hand to her breast. "Mmm, Gaah," she moaned into his mouth as his large hand groped her.

Brian shoved his other hand into her waistband, plunging one of his thick fingers into her vagina. He slid his finger through her sloppy slit until he made contact with her clit. Again, she gasped as a wave of pleasure jolted through her. "Take these off," Brian tugged at her pants. He guided her to the bed and knelt between her thighs to bury his face into her bush. Brian hadn't been with a woman since his Sara had passed. The familiar scent of Patty's sweet aroma filled his nostrils as he thrust his tongue into her hole.

Patty's body trembled and twitched at his talented tongue. "Ah Gaaa.! Do that again!" she panted. Brian thrust his tongue in and out, fucking her with his tongue. "I'm Cumming, Brian," she moaned. She grabbed Brian's head, wedging it between her legs as she humped feverishly on his face until her climax ebbed.

Brian's dripping face appeared from between her thighs just long enough to ask if she wanted more. Patty wrapped her legs around his head, pulling his face back to her bush. She squealed with delight as his tongue dove deep into her forbidden flower. Temptuous thoughts flooded his head as he stood between her legs, looking down at her lovingly. "Patty, you should go before we do something that we'll both regret."

Patty sat up, "Is it me? Did I do something wrong, or am I too big for you, too?" her pleading eyes glistened as tears started to form.

"God, no. Patty. You need to stop thinking about yourself like that. You're not fat. You're beautiful, curvy, and voluptuous. I don't want you to get hurt." Brian's words trailed off as he realized that his stopping might hurt just as much. "Patty, I don't want to take advantage of a vulnerable young woman and go too far. I couldn't bear to hurt you."

Seeing his arousal, Patty slid off the bed to his feet, "Then don't," she said, pulling down his shorts. "Do this for me, for us." Patty took his throbbing cock in her hand, kissing its head before taking it into her mouth. Giving him head to was different for Patty. Unlike what she was used to. Instead of the yanking and humping, it was gentle and giving. She wanted to give Brian pleasure like he had done for her.

"Oh God," he whispered. It had been years since he'd felt the warmth of a woman. He placed his hands on her head, following her head as it bobbed on his cock. After a few minutes, Brian scooped her up in his arms and placed her on the bed, kissing her softly as he positioned himself between her legs. "I want you so bad."

"I want you, too," Patty said as she felt the head of his penis penetrate her vagina. She imagined the soft kisses and the gentleness of his hands on her breasts meant that he loved her. Something had been growing in her over the months as well. The bond she felt heightened her desire for him, and her body was quick to respond.

Patty began to match the increased pace of his thrusts, and soon, he was slamming the head of his rigid cock against her cervix. She grunted each time they collided, and his cock bottomed out inside her. Suddenly a queef echoed through the room, causing them both to laugh.

Brian raised to his knees, grabbing her hip with one hand while his other reached between them. He rubbed his thumb across her clitoris in unison with the strokes of his cock, sending Patty into a convulsive climax. She spasmed beneath him as wave after wave flooded her senses. "You're on the pill, right?" he asked. Patty nodded her head, yes, telling him he could cum inside of her.

Brian wrapped Patty's legs around his waist and lunged forward, driving his cock deep inside of Patty's pussy and filling her with his semen. He arched forward to kiss her as the last few spurts of cum overflowed. They lay there as his cock withered and fell from her dripping hole. She giggled, saying it tickled as their fluids trickled down her ass cheeks and formed a pool on the bedspread. He took off his shirt and tucked it between her legs. "Why don't you hit the shower before you have to go home?" he said, helping her off the bed.

They grew closer over the following weeks as they continued to spend time together after she got home from school. Sometimes, it was nothing more than sitting on Brian's patio talking after a workout, and other times, they were impassioned lovers writhing between his bedsheets, the latter becoming increasingly frequent.

One evening in March, Brian heard arguing from Patty's backyard. He listened as Patty's mom, Mary, berated her, telling her that she was fat and useless and would end up being nothing. "Get it through your fat head: We have to be out by Friday. Either you come with me, or you're on your own like I was when I was at your age. If you don't want to come with me, then move in with one of your friends," Mary yelled as she loaded another box into their minivan. The yelling continued from Patty saying that she didn't want to have to start a new school with only two months before she graduated.

Brian couldn't contain himself and went over the situation to appease it. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't help but hear your conversation. Is there anything I could do to help?"

"Yeah! Mind your own fucking business!" Mary snapped at him.

"Hey, I'm only trying to help. You remember how hard it was to make friends in school. Imagine trying to do that in only two months. I'd be happy to help cover the rent for a couple of months if you need it."

Mary's demeanor softened, "No. It's too late for that. Besides, you've done enough by letting her come over and use your gym equipment. I'm sorry I yelled at you."

"Listen, she only has a couple more months of school. She can stay in my guestroom, and then she'll be off to college in the fall."

"How! She doesn't have money for college." Mary's voice raised an octave.

"She's almost eighteen. She can get a job or sign up for classes locally; there are grants and scholarships she can apply for. Patty can stay in my guest room for the rest of school or until she figures out what to do after that."

"Why?" Mary asked. Why would you help her out like that?

"Because she's my friend. That's why. She's over here every night anyway, and I like having her around."

"It's up to you. If you want to stay with him, then fine, have your shit out by Friday!" Mary huffed as she went back into the house for more boxes.

"You really want me to stay with you. In the guestroom?" Patty asked after her mother was out of earshot.

"I couldn't very well tell her that you'd be staying with me in our room now, could I?"