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  She wished she could talk these things over with someone but Selena, even though she was her best friend, was not the person to talk about body image with. Selena was even fatter than Sara was but she insisted that she was a big beautiful woman and she did not see any reason to change.

  Sara just could not accept this fervent statement of Selena’s. She thought it was a big cover up for Selena’s own low self-esteem. When she saw Selena pull in and park behind her on the street, Sara got out of her car. Selena waved to her and hoisted herself out of her car.

  Selena had thick honey colored hair that she kept just past shoulder length. She wore carefully applied makeup and an over-sized tunic over slimline slacks. She looked lovely, Sara thought. It all depended on how the fat was distributed on a person’s body. It had to be.

  Sara knew for a fact that Selena wore larger clothes than she did because she peeked at the sizes one time she was at Selena’s. Yet, Selena looked large and lovely. Elegant even.

  The two women went into the restaurant and ordered their food. While they were waiting, Sara began to chatter about her brothers. This was a frequent topic of conversation these days.

  Sara turned her bitching to the poor use of the Champagne Room.

  Selena stared at her.

  “What? What?” Sara asked. She was familiar with the silent big-eyed stare that Selena used to show her annoyance or frustration or just plain lack of understanding.

  “The Champagne Room is a goldmine.”

  “How could it be?”

  This friend of mine has a sister who works there sometimes and she told her about the parties they have there. Very special. And your brothers charge for the location and the discretion.”

  Sara looked startled.

  “You have no idea what I’m talking about, do you?” Selena smiled. She liked having more information than Sara, and it was one of the things about her that annoyed Sara.

  Sara just gave her head a small shake, no.

  Selena went on to describe this party that her friend’s sister worked at and how it involved some pretty special exotic dancers.

  “You mean it is a sex club?”

  Selena asked. “Oh Sara, you just don’t get it. It is whatever the clients want. It’s a high class boys’ club for old geezers who want to relive their glory days. It’s a poker den. It’s a stag party.”

  Sara felt a hot spurt of anger at being left so out of the family business that Selena knew more about it than she did.

  She would have to find a way to explore this for herself.

  Sara’s Exploration

  Sara decided to investigate the Champagne Room for herself. The downside of living in a small town was that everyone knew everyone. This made it impossible for Sara to get hired as a server at any of the events.

  The flip side of this was that it made it very easy for her to intrude on Friday night when she saw the Mercedes-driving crowd show up at the Champagne Room. She was dressed in a power suit that she had bought on one of her shopping trips in New York.

  She had been preparing herself for the day when she joined the family firm. She had the education and the outfit. She felt pretty good as she went into the Champagne Room. She nodded and smiled at the men who were in the small front room that had been transformed into a cocktail room. It was part of the larger main room that had been divided into a welcome area.

  Sara went through the room into the larger room that was behind it. She could see that it was set up as an elegant dining area with linen-covered round table and beautiful centerpieces of fresh flowers.

  She saw Jerry Rybold checking the room. Jerry had been in high school with her and he was a local chef with a great deal of skill. Sara often wondered why Jerry didn’t leave for a bigger city to practice his skills rather than stay in town and do catering.

  “Hi Sara,” Jerry said.

  “Hi Jerry.” She waved a hand to encompass the room. “This looks amazing.”

  “Thank you.”

  He walked across the room and gave her a hug. “Can I help you?” he asked.

  “Oh no. I was just checking up on the evening’s events. I had no idea you did catering here.”

  “It’s one of the reasons I stay in Grenoble. This place is always my favorite gig.”

  Sara smiled. “I’m glad to hear that.”

  “Are you working with your brothers on this place?”

  “I’m hoping too.” She made a wry face, “But they still think of me as a kid so I am trying to get a grip on the operations before taking over management here.”

  Jerry raised his eyebrows. “Really.”

  “A girl’s got to start somewhere.”

  One of the evening’s guest came into the dining room area and Jerry smiled over Sara’s shoulder at him. He gave Sara a quick hug and whispered, “I have to go and be charming.”

  Sara knew she was being dismissed. She said, “Call me. Let’s do lunch.”

  Jerry nodded, “I will.”

  Lunch with Jerry

  The next day Jerry did call Sara. They agreed to meet for dinner at Jerry’s place that evening. He wanted to cook her a special meal.

  Sara also expected that he wanted the privacy of dinner in his own home where they could talk freely. She was right.

  Jerry’s table was set with exquisite taste. The meal began with a squash soup that was delicately spiced and so delicious Sara could have eaten a second bowl and a third. As he brought out the main course, freshly caught trout that he had transformed into a delicacy, Jerry asked, “Are you really thinking about taking over the management of the Champagne Room.”

  Sara did not need any more encouragement to spill her story about how her brothers stonewalled her efforts to be part of their business and how she thought that she could run the Room. She just needed to get to know it better and that was why she had to drop in for her little surprise visit.

  Jerry was quiet and Sara knew him well enough to know that he was hesitating to say something.

  She said, “What is it, Jer?”

  “You know that guy who came in when we were talking?”

  “I don’t know him.”

  “I mean, you remember him coming in?”

  Sara smiled, “Yes. Of course I do.”

  “Well, he asked me about you and asked if I could book him a meeting with you. At the Champagne Room.”

  Sara stared at Jerry. She did not mind walking into the Champagne Room alone. It was just walking into a restaurant alone that bothered her. She now felt the same way about walking into the Champagne Room to meet a stranger. She would much rather have a meeting with him in an office.

  Her mind turned to food and she started to think how she would have to eat before she met him for a meal...then she realized that Jerry said a meeting in the Champagne Room, not a meal in the Champagne Room. She felt relieved.

  “Why?”

  “I don’t know. He’s a big time lawyer. Maybe he wants to hire you.”

  “He doesn’t know anything about me.” Sara hesitated then added, “Does he?”

  “He just knows you’re the little sister of the owners.”

  “When does he want to do this?”

  “That is up to you and the availability of the Room.”

  “He wants to rent the Room just to meet with me.”

  “And he wants to rent me to cook your favorite meal.”

  It sounded so wacky that Sara had to say yes. She could have a meal before she went so that her enormous appetite would not be so evident. She could not help it, when she was stressed as she surely would be having dinner with a stranger, she seemed to eat unconsciously.

  She could tell herself that she would watch herself and not eat everything she could reach but it never worked. She would gobble up everything and not even know what she was doing.

  “He said if you were uncomfortable meeting him alone, even at your brothers’ place, you could bring a friend. He said whatever made you feel comfortable.”

  She would
bring Selena.

  Dinner at the Champagne Room

  This is how it happened that Sara and Selena were having a gourmet lasagna dinner at the Champagne Room with Brent and his friend Brian. They began with a small salad and small talk.

  They talked about the woman having S-names and the men having B-names. They talked about the weather. They talked about the food.

  Sara blurted out that she appreciated them letting her choose the menu explaining that she had just said lasagna and let Jerry do his magic.

  She was glad Selena was there because Selena had promised to keep Sara mindful of her eating and not let her slip into an eating frenzy.

  Both men were fit and slim. They were both tall but beyond that, there was no similarity in their appearance. Brent was blond and blue-eyed. Brian was tall with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. They were both wearing suits with white shirts. They were in full business attire.

  Sara expected this was going to turn into some sort of job offer and she suddenly realized that her brothers were behind this. She felt a spurt of anger at Jerry for being part of this plot to get her off her brothers’ backs. They had to know her brothers because they were familiar with the Champagne Room.

  Sara felt her whole demeanor shift. She wished Selena was not there because she had no way to explain her new attitude to her. When Brent asked her if she was involved in running this operation, indicating the Champagne Room, Sara became flirtatious and said, “Oh no. I don’t work. I’m more of a party girl.”

  Brent’s eyebrows raised. Good, Sara thought, that would shut him up with his job offer. Then Brent said, “Wow. I am so glad to hear that.”

  Sara looked at him with a small smile. “And here I thought you were going to suggest a job to me.”

  Brent laughed. “I am sorry but no. This was an entirely personal idea. I just wanted to sit down and get to know you. One on one.” Then he realized that she might think he was suggesting that he regretted Selena’s presence. “Face to face,” he added. “When I heard your friend was coming along, I knew that Brian would love to meet her.”

  Sara was so nonplussed she didn’t think to ask how he could know his friend would love to meet a complete stranger.

  “So, what kind of parties do you like?”

  Before Sara could blurt out an answer, Selena spoke up, “She exaggerates that a little bit. She really means that she enjoys meeting new people and having adventures.”

  Brian said, “We were just talking, Selena and I, and we thought it might be nice to get together just the four of us maybe tomorrow.”

  Brent picked up Sara’s hand and held it with both of his. He stared directly into her eyes and said, “I’d like that.”

  The Big Girls Get Ready

  Thus it was agreed that Brent would send a driver to pick the two women up the next afternoon and bring them to Brent’s country home. Sara kept insisting that they drive themselves but Brent was equally insistent that they would have trouble finding the place.

  Sara knew what he meant as they drove through the winding rural roads. She and Selena were comfortable in the back seat of the limousine. It was also the first chance they had to talk. When the dinner date was over, the men walked them to their cars. The original plan had been for Sara to pick up Selena and travel together but Selena said that she would prefer to have her own vehicle in case the evening was too tedious and she just wanted to escape.

  Brent kissed Sara on the cheek and thanked her for a lovely evening. Sara got in her car but Selena was still talking to Brian as she drove away and Sara didn’t call her when she got home in case she was still talking to Brian.

  She could still feel the kiss on her cheek and she realized that she was more starved for sensual experiences than anything else. Aside from a few experiences with girls at boarding schools and her own skill with a vibrator, Sara had very little experience with sex.

  One summer when she was sixteen, she had a crush on a local guy and they had fooled around until he got his cock almost into her. She felt a ripping pain and asked him to stop. He stopped pushing into her and instead pressed his hard on against her soft belly and came all over her stomach, moaning as he did.

  It was a mess. There was blood between her legs and bloody streaks on her belly along with his load. She had lost her virginity but was left completely unsatisfied. There weren’t too many other opportunities and she was so upset at how things turned out that she avoided seeing her first guy for the rest of the summer.

  Selena called her as she was getting ready for their second date. Selena was excited and giggly. She was enthusiastic about the upcoming evening. “What’s wrong with you, Sara?” she asked. “Aren’t you excited.”

  Sara was but not as wound up as Selena was. Her problem was that she was mostly puzzled. “I am but I really don’t understand why they want to see us again so soon.”

  Selena laughed. “You are so naive. Sweetie, they think we’re hot. They want to seduce us and fuck our brains out.”

  Sara felt a hot rush of blood to her cheeks and a hot rush of desire in her pussy. “What?”

  “Didn’t you notice last night? They’re a pair of chubby chasers.”

  “What?” Sara repeated.

  “They like big girls like us. Didn’t you see Brian hitting on me the whole evening?”

  Sara had barely noticed Brian at all. Her full attention was on Brent.

  “He kept holding my hand and staring into my eyes and saying how beautiful I was.”

  Sara could hardly breathe. She had not thought about sex for so long that she was almost melting.

  Once she realized that there was potential to have that long lanky man between her plump thighs, she could think of nothing else. She was even disinterested in getting together with her brothers to bug them about work.

  It wasn’t as if she needed the money. Her grandmother had left her a tidy sum that allowed her to get the education she needed and to live without having to work for at least a little while.

  She just didn’t want to touch the principal and the interest was enough for her to have a good time, especially because she lived at home. Luckily for her, her parents spent a lot of time traveling so it was like living alone. Without the bills.

  Thinking about her brothers reminded her of her momentary anger at Jerry for siding with her brothers. She felt guilty for not being more trusting but still, she called him.

  “Hey Jerry, that guy...how well do you know him?”

  “I’ve seen him a lot at the Room.”

  “He seems like a nice guy.” Sara left the sentence hanging, waiting for Jerry to respond.

  Jerry chuckled. “He sure was taken with you.”

  “Really? And here I thought he was going to offer me a job to get me off my brothers’ backs.”

  “You’re hilarious. No my dear, he just wants to get you on your back.”

  “What? Are you serious?”

  “That was the impression I had.”

  “You never hinted anything like that to me.”

  “I wanted you to go and meet him without any preconceptions. Also, I thought you might say no, if you thought he had designs on you.”

  Brent’s Designs

  Brent ran a graphic design company that had some of the biggest companies in the northeast as clients. The country home had been in the family for generations but he was the only member of the family that used it and because he was willing to pay for the upkeep, the rest of the family had given him complete control of it.

  It was an elegant Victorian mansion on large and well-groomed grounds. He had called the couple from the village who looked after it and asked that they stock the kitchen for him and his friends. The bar was well stocked all the time.

  He and Brian were sitting in the living room, having a well-aged scotch. Brent was oddly nervous that the women would back out and one of the reasons that he had a driver pick them up was to assure himself that they were indeed on their way. The driver had texted him a message that th
e women were in the limo and had texted him again when they were a half hour away.

  The whole drive was about an hour in length. Brent had checked on the champagne he had ready. Rather than have the local woman stay and cook for them, he had ordered the kind of food that they could easily prepare themselves. Lox and cheeses and lobster. Oysters and salad. Cheesecake.

  Croissants for breakfast. Eggs and strawberries. Good coffee and he knew how to run the cappuccino maker. Cream.

  “She is magnificent, isn’t she?” Brent said.

  “They both are.”

  When the women arrived, Brent opened the door and the driver carried in their bags. They had two small overnight bags. Brent had made it clear that they should be prepared for a overnight stay. A weekend in the country, he said.

  He was so tongue-tied by his desire to have Sara naked that he could not say what he wanted to say. Not yet.

  Brian came up behind him and embraced Selena as she entered the house. The driver took the bags upstairs and placed each one in the rooms that Brent had told him to put them in. Then he disappeared.

  Brian’s welcoming embrace had turned into a passionate kiss. Brent saw Sara look at her friend and he knew he should kiss her as well but he was afraid to move. Instead, he took her hand and led her into the living room.

  “You have a lovely place,” Sara said. They were in the doorway to the living room as she spoke and she stopped to look up at him. This brought them very close and Brent had to do it. He leaned down and kissed her. Slowly at first and then he pressed his tongue against her lips and she yielded to him.

  Her soft body was pressed against him and his cock hardened. He knew she could feel it against her belly. He moaned, “Oh but I want you.” Then he kissed her again, harder and deeper and longer.

  When he finally stopped, they were both breathless. He looked into her eyes. “I have champagne ready for us and I planned to be less urgent but I have thought about nothing but making love to you since I laid eyes on you.”