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..."Hey, where's the beer?" Julian, my boyfriend for over two years now said, roaming around the kitchen as I sat down on the couch. I watched him and nearly rolled my eyes; I loved him, but I hated how he acted sometimes. We were in college, so why didn't he act like it?
Susie, my best friend since high school laughed at the sight. "Oh my god, Julian you have no shame. This isn't even our house." It wasn't. We were over Tommy's house, which I didn't appreciate very much. Sure, he made sure to invite us a lot since I've got here but I knew why and it bothered the hell out of me that my boyfriend didn't realize or even worse, just didn't care. I've talked to Susie about this and according to her, it's just because he doesn't think I'm the cheating type. Well it doesn't matter. It's just that Tommy, or at least the way that he acted around me, made me uncomfortable.
It mostly because I know how pervy this asshole was. Tommy was a notorious womanizer at school and I say that feeling that womanizer was too nice of a word. He completely dominated the women that he was with. I heard stories and saw glimpses of a few videos. This man was sick and worst of all, I represented one of his biggest fetishes; he loved white blonde girls and big asses. I had both of these characteristics.
More about my body? Well, I'm about 5'6" and I'm pretty thin and have modest boobs (I wore a 32D cup bra). I take care of my body and did a lot of exercises during my year off before college (I had a little bit of an anxiety problem before starting college). I was in good shape too - the only thing I had to complain about was my butt (the only that Tommy loved so much). It was huge, at least for a girl like me; big, fat and round, it gave just a slight jiggle whenever I would walk too fast.
I sat there, putting my notes away when my boyfriend and some friends went outside for a moment, to play some football. Here I was then, playing with my phone. I was wearing my favorite comfty outfit; a short, tight shirt that showed off a little of my fit stomach and a pair of tight jogging pants that showed off my thick thighs and big butt. I actually have a picture here, in case you wanted a good visual; I posted this on Instagram about a week ago and honestly it was my favorite selfie:
I placed my phone away when I heard him come in the room. Tommy.
He sat down right next to me and placed his arm around my shoulders. I tried to move away, but unfortunately there wasn't much room.
"What do you want, Tommy?" I asked bitterly while he grinned.
"What? Can't a guy just get comfortable?" He said with a cocky grin, noticing my notebook on the desk. It was finals and yet I was the only one who thought about studying. He then looked back at me, and looked into my blue eyes and added "Can't you get up and show me that big ass of yours? Pretty please?"
"God, you're such a creep..." I said, picking up my notebook and pretending to read it...
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