The Obsession

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As he neared the downtown bar where he was to meet his friend, Marty was less than enthusiastic about their meeting. He was meeting his friend from college who had been his roommate for the five years they had spent at Tech. They met the first day of their freshman year when they just happened to be picked as roommates. As so rarely happens, Marty and Nelson became fast friends almost at once. They were both business majors from relatively small towns on the opposite side of the state. Nelson was quite handsome and played baseball in high school. Marty, while certainly not a bad looking young man, tended to be a bit ‘chunky’ and had been a member of the high school band. Jock and musician seemed to be an unlikely pairing, but the two hit it off almost at once. The two young men had spent one year together in the freshman dorm before moving into a one bedroom apartment off campus during their second year. By their third year, when entertaining young women in the apartment became more common, they upgraded to a two bedroom apartment that they both agreed improved their standing with the ladies. As they had often said, “the party lasted five years.” When Marty spotted the sign for the bar where he was meeting Nelson, he couldn’t help but think of how many times this scenario had played out in the past twelve years. Now 30 years old, Marty had done quite well in his chosen profession. For the first six or seven years, he had routinely worked twelve hour days in his attempt to move up the corporate ladder. But all of that work and very little play had allowed Marty to make his mark with his employer while it left him 40 pounds overweight. He knew that tonight would be like every other night he got together with Nelson. The women would come by their table and only see the handsome and trim Nelson. They’d throw themselves at him before dragging him out of the bar or restaurant without so much as looking in Marty’s direction. It was demoralizing, to say the least, not to mention the fact that Marty usually ended up paying the bar tab while some not so sweet miss was pulling Nelson’s pants off. Each time Nelson called, Marty knew that this would be the time that he’d tell his dearest friend that he had other plans so that he could avoid watching it all happen once again. Today had been no different. Marty was expecting a call from Nelson and already had his excuse prepared. But Nelson had insisted. “You gotta come with me, Marty boy,” his friend had pleaded. “You’ve never been to this place. It’s new, and I know you’re gonna love it.” Marty had been listening to his old friend while sitting in his new office. He had just received his third promotion in less than three years. Smiling as he looked at his new digs, Marty thought that maybe a little celebration with his closest buddy would be good for him. A new office, new clothes, and a big fat raise had done wonders for his attitude. “Sure Nelson,” he had replied. “I’ll meet you there at 7:30.” Stopping at the curb, Marty looked inside and saw that the place looked busy. He took a deep breath and pushed the door open. As he stood looking around the room, he heard the familiar voice, “Marty boy! I’m over here!” Spotting his friend, Marty walked toward Nelson, greeted by his friend’s warm, friendly smile. “Hey, big guy,” Nelson said as he stood and pumped Marty’s hand. “I haven’t seen you in two months. What the hell have you been doin’?” “Mostly working,” Marty answered as he sat down at the table. “Workin’ my ass,” Nelson shouted over the noise. almanbahis şikayet “You look great. That’s a fine lookin’ suit you’re wearing and maybe some new shoes. You been ‘robbin’ banks?” Marty laughed, not because of the joke, but because he did feel pretty good about himself. “Not really,” he answered shyly. “I got another promotion and invested some of my new income in new clothes. In fact, I’ve even moved into a new apartment.” “Get outta here!” Nelson shouted, genuinely happy for his old friend. “You get any more promotions, and you’ll be runnin’ the place, buddy. Congratulations.” Nelson ordered two beers from the waitress and turned back to Marty. “Where’s the new apartment?” “I moved into that new placed called Broadway 50,” Marty answered. “I got a corner unit on the 14th floor.” “Get the fuck outta here!” Nelson shouted. “The Broadway 50 is just the hottest new place in town. Did you get pictures of the boss fuckin’ his secretary?” “No,” Marty laughed. “The last promotion put me into a higher tax bracket, and I decided to spend some of what I was making on a little better lifestyle. The place is nice, Nelson. I hope you’ll come by to see it.” “You bet, I’ll be there,” he friend said with a broad smile. “I’ll be happy to drink your whiskey rather than paying the high prices they charge down here at street level.” “I thought that after we had something to eat, maybe you’d like to walk over and see the place. We can be there in ten minutes.” Marty noticed a very odd look on Nelson’s face when he answered, “Yeah. Sure. Right after we get something to eat.” After they had finished their first beer, Nelson spotted an open booth and suggested that they move into it. Marty would have been happy to have stayed at the table because with his expanded waistline, fitting into a booth was not always an easy trick for him. But Nelson was insistent, so they moved. Marty had just adjusted to fitting into the booth when a woman stopped at the table and began talking with Nelson. “Here we go,” he thought. “She’ll have her hand in his pants in under a minute, and he’ll be gone.” As the two talked, Marty had a chance to look her over. “That’s grade-A prime,” he said to himself. He summed her up by deciding that she would be a smaller version of Kate Upton, who was to him, the sexiest woman alive. The woman was wearing a dress that only seemed to touch her nipples and her ass. It was short enough to show that she had great legs. He was just about to study her ass with a little more detail when he heard Nelson speak to him. “Marty boy. I want to introduce you to my friend Carla. Carla, this is the friend that I was telling you about last week. He and I have been like brothers for the past twelve years.” Marty extended his hand, and she took it. “So, this is the great guy you were telling me about,” she said as she held Marty’s hand. You are just as handsome as Nelson told me.” Without being invited, Carla slipped onto the seat beside Marty without letting go of his hand. “To hear him talk,” she continued, “You must be about the smartest, hardest working guy in town. Is that true?” “Normally he just tells people that I’m his old shithead friend,” Marty chuckled. “Oh God, Nelson,” she said as she turned, “You didn’t tell me that he was funny too.” “He’s a gem, Carla,” Nelson said with true sincerity. “I don’t know if he’s stayed in shape since our college days, but the girls that hung out in our apartment used to say he was a hell of a kisser.” Marty watched her honey blonde hair flow over almanbahis canlı casino her shoulder as she turned to look back at him. Her dress couldn’t have been covering her sex by more than an inch, and if he wasn’t mistaken, her nipples were beginning to show through the covering fabric. He couldn’t remember the last time he had seen a woman this hot, this close in many years. “Are you still a good kisser, Marty?” she asked. But before he could say a word, Carla leaned over, put her hand on the back of his head and pressed her beautiful red lips to his. For the first 30 seconds of the kiss, Marty was simply too shocked to move, but as her tongue invaded his mouth, his hand came up to hold her shoulder. When the kiss finally ended, Carla pulled away from Marty with large, bright eyes. “Oh yeah,” she whispered. “I got a tingle that went down to my toes. You know how a girl needs to be kissed.” “I generally practice with my teddy bear at home,” he told her with his shy smile. “Stop it,” she said as she slapped his arm. She hesitated before putting her hand on his bicep and squeezing. “You’re a lot of man, Marty.” He didn’t have a quick comeback for her remark. He was just wondering if she’d just figured how overweight he was. Before he could think of something witty to say about being fat, Carla leaned over and kissed him again. This time he heard a little noise escape her mouth. It was a sound not heard since his college days, but he knew it meant that she was pleased. The sound hit him like a bolt of electricity, and he felt a twinge from his long neglected cock. When Carla broke the kiss, she let her hand drift down from his shoulder to the middle of his round belly. She rubbed it and smiled. “You’re a big boy, Marty, and I like what I can feel.” There were several seconds of silence during which Carla looked into his eyes. Finally, Nelson leaned across the table saying, “I’ve got something I need to do. How ‘bout I leave you two here to get acquainted while I take care of it?” Without taking her eyes off of Marty, Carla held up her hand and waved. “We’ll see you later, Nelson. Don’t be in a rush to come back.” After she was certain that Nelson was gone, Carla told Marty, “You know; your friend is really impressed with you. He told me all about you last week and wanted me to meet you here today.” She gave him a radiant smile and suggested, “Why don’t we leave here and find someplace for us to get better acquainted.” Marty may have been out of circulation for a long time, but he completely understood Carla’s suggestion. “I think I’ve got just the place for that.” “Great,” she answered with a big smile. “Let me get my purse and we’ll go.” Popping out of the booth, she waited for Marty to squeeze out before pointing at a table about twenty feet away. “My purse is with my girlfriends. Come with me while I get it.” When they approached the table, three very lovely women greeted them with smiles, but all three seemed to be giving Marty the ‘once over.’ “Girls, this is Marty,” Carla announced to her friends. “Isn’t he just hunky?” “Hiya big boy,” one of the women said as she looked at Marty. “Marty, these are my girlfriends,” she told him. “This is Zoe, Margie, and Rachael. We come here together most Friday nights.” Leaning over to grab her purse, Carla told her friends, “We’re gonna take a little walk and get better acquainted.” “We’ll see you next week,” Rachael replied, giving her friend a knowing look. Once Carla had Marty outside, she took his hand in hers and asked, “So, almanbahis casino where are we going?” “As it happens, I have an apartment not more than five minutes from here,” he told her. “I think that would be the perfect place to get acquainted. I believe that I have a bottle of wine or two made for that purpose.” “I like a man who is well prepared,” she giggled as she tightened her grip on his hand. True to his word, it was less than five minutes before Marty escorted Carla through the main door at Broadway 50 apartments. The doorman nodded as Marty swept her into the elevator and pressed the button for the 14th floor. “You live on the 14th floor?” Carla asked, sounding a bit excited. “I’ve been here a little over two months,” he told her. “It’s very convenient to where I work and I rather like the view.” When the doors of the elevator opened, Marty took her by the hand and led her down the corridor to his doorway, decorated with impressive silver numbers, 1404. Opening the door, he let Carla in first and heard her sounds of excitement as she took in the apartment. As he helped her out of her coat, she said, “Oh Marty, what a beautiful apartment. And look at that view! You can see the entire city from here!” The place was a little pricey,” he admitted, “But the view convinced me that it was worth it. I’ve got two bedrooms; one at each end. I’ve got a good sized kitchen and dining room. For my purposes, the living room is just perfect.” Taking a few steps, he opened the door to his bedroom and said, “But this is the ideal bedroom for me. It’s large enough for a king-sized bed, nightstands, a large dresser, and a comfy chair. The bathroom is large and modern… just the way I like it.” Carla peaked into his bathroom and walked back into the bedroom. As she reached him, she tugged on his tie and said, “This place fits you perfectly. Now show me where you keep your wine.” Taking her by the hand, Marty led her into his kitchen and pointed out his built-in wine cooler. Reaching into a cabinet for the proper wine glasses he told her, “Buying here early, I was able to add the touches I wanted. This wine cooler was at the top of my list along with a large walk-in shower in the master bathroom.” Before he could open a bottle, Carla coaxed him out of his jacket. He set about opening the bottle while she went to hang up his coat. “I’ll just put this in your closet,” she said over her shoulder as she went back into his bedroom. “Just toss it over the chair,” he called after here. “I’ll get it later.” “Not a chance,” he heard her say. “I’ll just be a minute. I need to use your bathroom.” Tickled at his incredible luck, Marty was all smiles as he opened the bottle of wine he had selected. This woman was nothing short of beautiful and as best he could see, she had a ‘killer’ body. And now, here they were in the privacy of his new apartment. “I just knew this place would be worth the money,” he thought to himself. As he was filling the second glass, Carla walked back into the kitchen and Marty almost stopped breathing. She had taken off her dress and put on one of his dress shirts that had been hanging in his closet. Due to the size of his shirt and the smallness of her petite body, the shirt tail hung down past her knees. She had rolled up the sleeves to her elbows. Only three buttons on the shirt were buttoned revealing that she was not wearing a bra. “I hope you don’t mind that I made myself comfortable,” she said as she reached for a glass of wine. “Not at all,” he stammered. “Please make yourself at home.” Carla held out her glass to him as if to make a toast. “Here’s to new friends,” she said as she touched her glass to his. He watched her taste her wine and smile. “That’s just excellent,” she said as she turned and walked back into the living room.

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