ManWeight

LeanWeight

Like many romances these days, Rachel and the manweight we’ll call LeanWeight began their courtship online, via email and IM. She was skeptical about actually meeting up with LeanWeight. Even though he was sweet as can be and they had, according to Gmail, over 85 emails in two weeks, his Wall Street appearance wasn’t usually the look Rachel went for. He was a nice Jewish guy, with a tall and lean figure. Despite her shallow reservations, something told her to meet him for a couple drinks. He was much cuter in person. She was attracted to him…well, except for his “I’m kinda of a big deal” t-shirt. After a few get-to-know-you and see-if-you’re-not-a-psycho drinks, LeanWeight suggested staying and eating some dinner to which Rachel replied, “I don’t do dinner on the first date.” She was eventually persuaded and they ordered some delicious bar food (quesadillas, chicken fingers and wings). All this eating was a sure sign Rachel was feeling totally comfortable. With their bellies full and a full on buzz, LeanWeight walked her home. Because LeanWeight had been such a gentleman all night, Rachel was not expecting him to try more than a peck on the cheek. But when LeanWeight leaned in for a kiss, he leaned in hard. They began passionately making out against the wall of Rachel’s apartment building. He was leaning into her so hard she could officially label him good weight. After a ten minute make out session he asked if she was sure she didn’t want him to come upstairs. Rachel declined the very tempting suggestion of more manweight, even though all she could think about was his weight (oh and his manmeat) after the hottest kiss she’d ever had. LeanWeight texted her 20 minutes later to say what a great time he’d had and what a wonderful kisser she was. He couldn’t wait to see her again. Rachel made him wait and to this day she is still thoroughly enjoying his manweight all the time.