OfficeWeight

It started as most office holiday parties begin: people mulling about in pairs as if using the buddy system, awkward hellos, happy holidays to people you don’t know, and frequent sips from a glass you hope holds the key to an awesome party. Monica was walking around with her fellow cubemate when they noticed a hot guy they had never seen before. He had brown hair and a shaggy, messy haircut that he constantly tended to, shaking it back away from his blue eyes. He looked utterly sweet and adorable. “Who the fuck is that?”, she said to her cubemate. “I think I’ve seen him in the lobby before”, her cubemate responded. After a few more sips (alright, gulps) from her glass, Monica got up the nerve to go over to him. After all, if they had nothing else to talk about, they could always talk about work. His name was Chris and the two of them hit it off right away. Besides the amazing conversation, he looked like he would be a pretty good piece of manweight. And so it goes, the office party wrapped up around 8:30 pm, a short three hours during which Monica got totally obliterated. Off the new buddies went to an after party at one of their co-workers houses. Upon arrival at the party, Monica went into the back bedroom to take off her coat. Chris came up behind her and tugged on her scarf just enough to make it slip off her neck and drop in a bundle near her feet. “Sorry I was just trying to help you”, Chris said as he knelt down to pick it up. As he stood back up Monica leaned in and they shared an intimate kiss. Chris pulled her in closer. He was so soft…no wait…It wasn’t him but his chest! Monica’s hands curiously felt around his chest. Chris had tits! Not man boobs…Boob boobs. Turns out Chris was actually Christina!!! So much for manweight….I guess it goes to show, you never know what kind of weight you’re going to get at the end of the night.

BrothelWeight

There are certain really good places to meet hot manweight… once such place is at the ski slopes. The sport of snowboarding, much like surfing, is known for its good looking sportsmanweight. After a long, extremely exhausting day, Molly decided to get a drink at this cool bar she’d heard about. It was an old brothel in the ski town that had been transformed into a local popular bar. Rumor had it that the madams that used to operate out of that brothel still haunted the women’s bathroom.

Molly wasn’t totally made up and definitely had a hairdo that screamed hat head, but she still looked hot in her hoody and very sexy sweats. After her first brewski (she didn’t usually drink beer but it completed her cool chick look) she spotted an incredibly hot Aussie snowboarder. He had longish hair tucked behind his ears and his small sweater clung just close enough to his hot pecks to turn her head and turn her on! When she got up the nerve and moved down the bar closer to him, she realized just how rugged and sexy he was with his scruffy face and wind burned cheeks. She was mesmerized by his manweight. But of course she was…that much man in front of a girl a couple beers in without ANY solid weight for nearly 9 months. Molly finished her beer and leaned in over to say the boldest thing she’d ever said and had always wanted to say to a guy, “follow me to the bathroom.”

They “did the dirty in the women’s bathroom”. And as she grabbed his manweight, broad shoulders, firm ass (and women using the stall next to them), those madams from years ago definitely cheered them on!

PreWeight

Caroline and her friend were traveling around the south of France when they happened upon a pretty hot piece of manweight. He was an American surfer dude with a laid back attitude and a hot body. The sight of him made Caroline want to lie on her back. They became a traveling threesome, going everywhere together for the next week. Although they were a group of three, the manweight was making it very clear to Caroline he’d rather it just be the two of them. He passed her notes when they were on the train saying how beautiful she was, which although was very sweet, made Caroline begin to think he was more desperate than anything else. On the last night, the threesome got a few bottles of wine and hung out all together drinking in their hotel room. Caroline’s friend passed out early and the now twosome found themselves wine drunk and wine horny. Caroline gave in to his sweetness and they began to hook up. After a couple minutes of making out, the hot surfer flipped Caroline into a 69 position. Totally not into it, she flipped her manweight back around. All of a sudden he stopped. What the hell was going on, Caroline wondered. She was a little confused until she felt a gooey, little, wet spot on the bed…he had already cum! Guess that week of anticipation really got him worked up!