Fatty Liz and the stranger

Liz looked in the restroom mirror before leaving the
office, noticing the lines under her eyes. For the past
two weeks she had been working from six in the morning
till six in the evening. Now it was Friday night and
she had just called her husband on her cell phone. He
was tied up in Chicago and would not be able to catch
another flight until the following morning.

The assignment Liz was responsible for, as project
manager, was taking more of her time than she had
originally estimated. The computer application system
was on schedule, but just so, and her long hours had
accounted for keeping the project on track. This
evening, she knew, was time for a break before heading
for home, and she headed for the cocktail lounge she
and Mark, her husband, visited when they could sneak a
drink together.

Entering the lounge, she saw the place was packed with
people thinking as she did, of have a few drinks and to
relax. There were no seats available, and she walked up
to the bar and asked the bartender for a gin and tonic,
with a twist of lime. After getting her drink, she
walked around the bar, and found a few people she knew,
and after speaking with them for a few minutes moved
on, not wanting an evening of conversation over family
and work.

Standing near a small stand up bar on one wall, Liz
found a place where she could at least set her drink
down. Within a few minutes, a well dressed man who had
been standing next to her and speaking to a man who
said he had to leave, spoke to her.

“I’m sorry for turning my back on you, and my partner
just left and so I only now noticed you next to me.”
Liz found him charming and she allowed him to buy her a
round. For the next hour they spoke about their work
and Liz was surprised to learn they both were in
systems, but Glen was a consultant for the air craft
industry.

From the corner of her eye, Liz noticed a man, with no
real identifying factors, standing to her left. Glen
ordered them one more round, and after he had finished
his drink, he apologized, but said he needed to get
home to his wife and children. After Glen had left, Liz
was again aware of the man to her left, and she turned
and looked at him. Again he was just an average man,
but his suit seemed to be tailored and she knew the
material was expensive.

“Hello, are you waiting on someone, or may I join you,
and if you would like, will treat you to dinner, if you
wish to eat with me.” Looking at the woman, he
continued, “I’m, Bill, and we can eat here, as I
overheard your conversations with the gentlemen who
left, so I’m in town by myself for a convention, and
will treat you to dinner, and nothing else, OK?”

After speaking with the man for a few more minutes, and
being tired, and the drinks catching up with her, she
allowed her judgment to accept the offer for dinner.
Liz did not look forward to going home and fixing
herself a meal on Friday evening.

Liz, at 45, was a mother of two, a girl 18, and a son,
20. The years had been kind to Liz, and she could
easily pass for her late 30’s. Her figure was still one
that drew men’s attention, especially when she was in a
bathing suit, or a pair of shorts. Standing 5′ – 10″,
and her legs were still without fat and cottage cheese.
The globes of her breast were 34 C, and they sagged
just a small amount.

During the past couple of years, Liz had considered
having an affair with a couple of men she had met, but
always passed up the offers at the last moment. Other
than her husband, Mark, Liz had only been with one
other man, and that was her high school date to his
senior prom. The experience had been rough and even
though she had allowed her date to undress her, take
her cherry.

Liz was not prepared to be pounded by a huge football
player, who was, as the girls in her class, hung like a
horse. Her sex was sore and bruised for two weeks, and
she had to see her doctor when the pain was still bad
two days after giving up her virginity on the ground at
the lake.

This man, Liz thought is not interesting enough to give
me a desire to cheat on my husband, and he has made it
plain, he is only interested in conversation and
dinner. The chicken was excellent that Liz ordered and
the steamed vegetables were cooked to perfection. Over
coffee, they were discussing their families, and Liz
felt a stinging jab in her left thigh.

The feeling happened suddenly and she could not
determine what the sting was from. With just a few
minutes passing, Liz felt her body start to float, and
she found herself, allowing her dinner guest to lead
her outside to her van.

The man opened the door and helped her step up inside,
and she watched as the man pushed a button that lowered
the seat automatically into a bed. Liz always kept the
window blinds closed as she drove, and today was no
exception. Liz felt the day’s activity and that of the
past weeks, catching up with her, and she told the man
she just wanted a short nap, and then she could head
home.

Within moments, Liz felt her suit jacket being removed
from her body. Next her blouse was being undone and her
bra also being removed from her body. Her skirt was
next, and she could not understand why she was being
undressed, and then she found the man was helping her
remove her pantyhose. Liz did not wear panties often,
and now she was stretched out on the bed of her
conversion van, and she looked with foggy eyes and the
man undressed.

Her voice refused to speak the words to tell the man
no, and she saw the man penis was large, and she could
tell it was at least ten inches or so long, and
extremely fat.

Her eyes continued to bring things into focus, but her
mind could not let her understand all that was
happening. It hurt, the large penis was pushing up into
her sex, and it hurt, and she could not stop the
intrusion, nor did she understand why.

For the next half hour, the man she had dinner with,
made love to her until she thought she would scream
from the brutal pounding her body was receiving as the
man drove his thick manhood into her body. For another
hour, they lay together, and she felt him nursing at
her large nipples, and he was, Liz knew, marking her
like a high school boy.

Finally Liz was starting to regain her senses about
her, then another sting hit her thigh, and she slowly
returning to the sleep like state, she had just been
through. Am I having sex, and is this something I want
or is it being forced on me, Liz wondered?

Again the man was mounting her body, and then he turned
her over and took her in her anus. Never had she felt
such pain and burning sensations as the large cock
drove in and out of her anus. A few times Mark had
asked her to let him take her virgin anus, but always
declined.

Now was she allowing a strange man to have anal sex
with her, and still she couldn’t answer. Then he pulled
out of her rear opening, and entered her sex once more.
For several minutes the man moved his large penis back
and forth in her tiny opening, and then he gammed it
deep into her and deposited his seed into her welcoming
body.

Once more, Liz felt the sting in her thigh, but this
time it was in her left one. She could see her body
being taken in a strong and forceful sexual manner, but
she welcomed it, or so it seemed to her, and she
thought she was begging the man to make love to her,
and had been since they first entered her van. Then her
legs were folded back against her chest and the long
thick penis seemed to strike into her very womb. And
her voice could not be heard, but she thought she was
begging the man to take her deeper and harder.

Then Liz thought she was floating, and her mind became
blank.

Liz opened her eyes, and bright stars seemed to strike
them, then she heard a voice, asking her, “Miss, are
you alright, I’m Officer Martin, and this is Officer
Jordan, please open the door for us.

Opening the van door, Liz saw the policeman and
policewoman standing beside the van, and they were
shinning their flashlights on her. Liz explained that
she had been working a lot lately, had stopped for a
couple of drinks, had dinner with a friend, and guess
she had decided to take a nap before heading for home.

After the police were assured she was okay, Liz got
behind the wheel, and tried to determine what had
really happened with her last evening, as it was now
three in the morning.

When she arrived home, she undressed, and standing in
front of her large mirror, saw her body, especially her
breast were covered in hickies. How, how did these get
on me, and I feel like I have had sex, and lots of sex.
Then Liz felt her anus seemed to be making spasm like
movements, and she seemed to remember having anal sex.

How do I explain the marks to Mark? Her sex felt raw
and like it had been probed by something large, and
then she felt wetness running down the inside of her
thighs. Her fingers reached down and touched the
wetness, and Liz knew that it was semen, but how, how
did it get in me?

**

Two months later, Liz was not feeling well and her
doctor told Liz she was pregnant after her examination.

The man who she had met in the lounge and had dinner
with was a chemist, and his injections he put in the
legs of women, and it made them unaware of what was
happening, also, contained a hormone that made a woman
fertile.

Liz could not explain her sucker marks to her husband,
and he accused her of having a teenage lover. Mark did
not know how his wife had put the marks on her body,
but he found it fun to put his on her breast when he
was able to suckle them.

The chemist had not injected over three hundred women
with the drugs he had discovered, but was only using
them for his personal gain sexually. His previous
patents for medical research had made him a millionaire
many times over, so he could indulge in his fantasy,
and in pregnant unsuspecting women.

The baby was born to Liz and Mark exactly nine months
after Liz having dinner with the strange man.