A Wifey for the Bad Boy(22)

“I don’t see any reason why we can’t talk.” It didn’t even occur to her that Steve was her neighbor across the street, until they met up with him in the lobby of the museum. His back was toward her, but she would never forget the kind of ass that was on that man. It was imprinted in her mind each and every morning and now she had to swallow hard, because she was now staring without meaning to.

“Steve, this is Jasmine and she’s chairing the fundraiser and the charity for impoverished children. I thought that we should all go down the block and have something to eat for dinner. We can talk about where you think this charity is going and what you want to see happen. I have some thoughts on expanding your charity to more than just this community.” Joseph was talking, but he was also looking at Jasmine and wondering what she would look like nude. He couldn’t help it and she had a lot more than most girls that he had dated in the last little while.

She was bigger, but she held her weight with a certain finesse that came from knowing who she was and being comfortable with that. It was that confidence that he was attracted to and he could definitely see himself scaling those mountains that were adorning her chest. Joseph had always been a breast man and this girl had revved up his motor and turned up the heat between them.

“It’s nice to see you again, Jasmine. I had no idea that you were going to be here and it is a very pleasant surprise.”

Before she had a chance to react, both of them had hooked their arms in between hers and were guiding her by sheer will alone out onto the street. She felt entirely out of her element and having two men holding her this close was almost making her knees buckle from underneath her. She liked the feeling of being wanted and it was a far cry from what she was getting at home.

Both of their hands were around her waist and touching the small of her back. It felt like they were old friends, except for the fact that she didn’t even know Joseph and Steve was only a passing acquaintance in the neighborhood. They didn’t spend any time together and mostly it was due to the fact that Brad had a jealous streak that could be seen for miles.

“I think I have the perfect place that we can enjoy a meal and talk about business at the same time. I use it for several of my architect clients and it’s quite discreet and away from the hustle and bustle of daily life. It makes you feel like you’re going back into time.” Steve couldn’t believe that he was this close to the object of his affection. That body and that smile were almost too much to bear. He was trying to keep his excitement down, but the evidence was in his pants thumping against the zipper.

“I’m just visiting to see friends and family and I guess I’m in both of your hands. You don’t have to worry about what I like and don’t like and I’m not all that picky.” Joseph enjoyed the girth of this woman and wanted to see her in all of her naked splendor. He was a little worried about crossing swords with his best friend Steve, because he wasn’t completely stupid not to know that Steve had eyes for Jasmine himself. It did give him a giddy little thrill out of knowing for the first time that they had set their sights on the same woman.

“I really don’t care where we go. I’m famished.” She was working up quite the appetite just looking at these two guys and they had the kind of bodies that she would like to start at the top and work her way down to the bottom. She felt a little guilty for feeling these things, but Brad had not shown interest in her in some time. She wasn’t even sure if they were in love anymore and it sure didn’t feel that way.

They were both dressed almost identical, except for one was wearing a red tie with his white shirt and the other was wearing a blue one. Their hair was remarkably similar and seeing them in the right light, you would think that they were twins or at least brothers.

“I was beginning to think that this trip was going to be boring. I see now that my fears were unfounded. I find you very exciting, Jasmine. Maybe I shouldn’t be saying that, but I just can’t help myself. You are what a real woman should be like. I’m not just saying that and I mean it.” He was going to kick himself if he didn’t say something and at least he was putting it out there.

“I agree with my friend, Jasmine, and I’ve always had an interest in you. You may have not noticed the lingering glances in your direction, but I was trying to be subtle and not make you feel like you were being stalked.”

“Oh my, this is a lot to take in. What exactly are you two proposing?” She was hoping that they proposing an afternoon of delight that would leave them all breathless and exhausted to the point of not being able to move one single solitary muscle.