"Hey Kevin. Are you after Paul?" she asked.
"Uh, yeah." I finally managed to fat asses say after picking my fat asses jaw up fat asses off the ground.
"Well, Im sorry, but hes not in right now… he said he had an emergency business meeting, and he rushed off." Kim replied.
"Oh…" was all fat asses I could say.
I wanted to run away.
I wanted to turn and just run away, but before I knew it, I was inside, and the door was shut behind me.
"Thanks, thatd be great." I said.
fat naked asses
Damn you, you stupid bastard.
Fuck you.
Kim smiled and hurried off to the kitchen.
I took a seat on the couch fat asses in the living room.
"I haven seen you in a while Kevin. Been busy?" She called out.
"Uh, yeah, I guess so." I replied.
"Do you mind if I try Pauls mobile?" I asked, my eyes flicking to the phone on the table next to me.
"I tried a little while fat asses ago, and couldn get anyone, but you
e welcome to try." Came her reply.
I picked up the phone, dialled in the number, listened to the dial tone, praying that Paul would pick up just so that he could get out of this uncomfortable situation.
After a few rings, the other side picked up.
A womans voice.
On Pauls fat asses mobile?
"Uh, hi, is this Pauls phone?" I asked, thinking that I must have dialled up the wrong number.
Had she just called him honey?
"Hello?" Paul answered this time.
"Paul?" I asked.
I looked up and saw Kim enter the room, two fat asses glasses of champagne in fat asses her hands.
"Any luck?" she asked, smiling.
"Nope." I replied, jamming down the phone.
"Oh, thats too bad." She replied, before walking over and passing me one of the glasses.
"I fat asses was saving this for Paul and I, but if he has emergency business meetings, he misses out." She said with fat asses a smile, gesturing to the champagne.
Her face suddenly became concerned.
"Uh, no, nothing. I fat asses was just thinking about something that happened at work fat asses." I lied, snapping back to reality as the pieces began to fall into place.
