Free Fat Chances by J.S. Wilsoncroft Page A

apologize and that’s it! If you think I came to say something else, then why don’t you tell me what I was going to say, Mr. Know It All,” I spat with as much sarcasm as I could muster.
    Cory laughed, then replied, “ My God. You are a pistol. First you don’t want anything to do with me and now here you are ... supposing to apologize.”
    I could feel my face getting hotter by the minute. I was getting severely agitated. This whole conversation was not going as planned at all. I knew him kissing me on the lips again was wishful thinking, but arguing ... I certainly didn’t expect this.
    “ Oh My God! Are you that conceited or what? For your information…..Buck-O! I did come here to apologize. Just because you’re good looking and have the most beautiful eyes ... doesn’t mean every girl that walks by you ... (gulp) ... wants you….” But before I could say another word, his lips were devouring mine.
    This time I didn’t care that I was a fat, ugly witch and he was the handsome, young prince. This time I wasn’t going to let my insecurities get in the way.
    I eagerly wrapped my arms around his neck and twirled my fingers in his hair. Even though this was our fourth kiss, it felt more like our first. There was no holding back, I was giving in to temptation and letting my body feel him, explore him. The way his tongue would explore mine, the way his hands felt hot against my butt as he pressed his hips against mine, the way my breasts felt against his hard chest ... I felt like I had died and gone to heaven.
    I hadn’t realized how much I needed or ached for his touch. I knew now that I had been my own worst enemy.
    “Come on! Let’s go back to my place,” he breathed into my ear. My heart skipped a beat when he said those words. He grabs his sweatshirt and swung it over his shoulders then grabbed my hand. We practically ran through the gymnasium and out the door, hurrying to get to our cars.
    “Where are you going?” h e stopped when I let go of his hand to go to my truck.
    “ I’m following you to your house,” I replied, confused.
    “Oh, no you don’t, you’re riding with me. We can pick up your truck later,” he said, then leaned forward and grabbed my hand, pulling me along beside him.
    The ride to his house only took ten minutes, but it felt like the longest ten minutes of my life. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. My body was shaking from nervousness, but also with excitement. I was finally letting myself be loved by a man. If he didn’t care that I had a few spare tires, then why should I?
    Within minutes we were in the middle of his living room, kissing. His hands felt hot as they tenderly caressed my breasts. My nipples ached for his touch as he continued to fondle them through my shirt. We both moaned as we continued to explore each other’s mouthes with our tongues.
    “D o you want to go upstairs?” he breathed into my ear as he slowly began to unbutton my pants. Was this really happening? Did he really want to make love to me? Fat me? I opened my eyes to see him staring at me, waiting for my answer.
    “Yes,” I whispered, as he took my hands into his.

Chapter 6
    As soon as I said it, I regretted it. The very thought of getting naked in front of Cory was mortifying. It still made me sick to my sto mach knowing that he saw my fat, hairy legs and my fat rolls at the hospital that night. But undressing in front of him and having sex? Well, that scared the shit out of me. I wasn’t ready for this. It’s not that I haven’t dreamed about this moment or imagined what he looked like naked. I just wasn’t ready.
    Cory grabbed my hand tenderly, pulling me toward the stairs. “Cory, wait! Maybe we shouldn’t rush into this,” I said, panicked. My arms and legs began to shake, when Cory turned to look at me. The small smile on his face told me that he understood. Still holding my hand, he turned around and pulled me through the living room to the couch. My heart was beating