Big Girl Chronicles 2

I'm a Fan

It was a beautiful hot and sunny Saturday morning. I was checking out another restaurant for my blog and had to review it before the end of the week. I had been hearing about this place that had a great menu with good prices. I'd heard you that you get the most for your money and it was good food too. Food has always been my passion. I am a huge foodie, so I started a blog when I was away at school. I was getting tired of eating the same things from the student hall, but beginning that I was on a budget, I didn't have many choices. Well, one day, I was walking around and happened upon a place that was hidden away from the street. I stopped in and grabbed a bite. The place was great, and the prices were super affordable. Ever since then, I have been a food blogger on the best places to eat on a budget no matter who you are.

By the time I left school, I had started a blog that led to a job with the local newspaper. Adding on the fact that I was a super foodie and love to eat made it more than a job for me. I'd try all styles of food from anywhere and if it was at great prices that made things even better. Now, all this food did add to my already plus size frame. I was 5'5 "and brown skin. I have a big breast at about 50HH. These made up for the lack of an ass but I still had my thick thighs help to round things out. I have very light brown eyes and a great smile, and due to the fact that I love to eat my belly, it is more than big, but who cares? I live to eat.

As I sat at my table looking over the two plates I'd just ordered, talking into my recorder explaining the taste of the first dish, I felt a tap on my shoulder I look around to see a tall sexy ass mutha fuckin man behind me. This guy was gorgeous. He stood no less than 6'5 ", a whole foot taller than me. He had hazel brown eyes, light fair skin. He had a muscular build and looked a lot like the actor Jason Momoa. His body was so big he damned near ripped out the shirt he was wearing. " I'm sorry if I am bothering you, but aren't you that food blogger Rochelle Franklin?" I hurried up and swallowed the last of my food." Yes, I am, " extending my hand to him." And you are?" smiling and accepting my handshake." Oh, sorry, I'm Wilson Lee. I'm a big fan of your blog. " My mind went blank as I mindlessly shook his hand. I didn't respond. I just shook his hand, and then he cleared his throat. I snapped out of my trance, acting as normal as I could. " Oh! really, you read my blog. That's great. At least I know I'm not typing to an empty world, " I laughed nervously. He stood there smiling, so I invited him to have a seat. "No, you're not. There's a lot of my friends and people I put on to your site. You have the best advice about the best places to eat on a budget and I think that's cool. " I only heard half of what he said. I was lost in his voice. He was so damn fine. I didn't even notice I was rubbing my legs together from the pressure in between my legs. "Why, thank you, I'm flattered. So, have you enjoyed some of my selections so far, and I hope you're saving some money in return? " I was still nervous and was trying to flirt without him noticing. " Are you checking this place out for your next entry?" looking around the restaurant " Yeah I found this place a while ago so now I'm just trying it out " I was proud of my find " This may seem weird but would you mind if I join you?" I almost choked on my coffee he really wanted to eat with me. I felt honored and insecure at the same time. He asked me what he should order. I told him that since I had two items, he should get two different ones and that we could share it all. He placed his order and asked for an extra plate so that he could start with the stuff I had while it was still hot. As we sat there eating my food and waiting for his,  he continued to talk about my blog asking how I got started? Where do I find the places to eat? The conversation was great. He seemed generally interested in what I had to say. It had been some time since a guy was even remotely interested in me at all. The attention was kind of nice. We talked and ate for what seemed like hours other tables around us had come and gone but we remained laughing and really getting to know each other. It almost felt like a first date.

When we finally got the check, I grabbed for it first by it being a part of who I was. I needed to know the total to talk about it later. Turns out the bill wasn't bad for two people even though we ordered four entrees. If it wasn't for the two extra plates, it would have been less. I reached for my wallet about to pay when he snatched the bill from me " This is on me and I know you are going to say NO but you don't have a choice I have the bill in my hands" he was smiling big I knew it wouldn't do any good to try and put up a fight he had his mind made up. I thanked him, he put the cash in the billfold and we headed for the door. I figured that this was the end of our meeting with each other as we stood outside the restaurant saying our goodbyes. I shook his hands and told him it was great to meet him. I headed in the direction of my place when I heard my name being called " Hey Rochelle wait up" I turned to see Wilson heading towards me " Look I know we just met each other but I would love it if we could meet up later" I stood there in shock this fine as man that looks like my MCM ( Man Crush Monday) was actually asking me out on a date. I felt like this had to be a fluke. I just stood there looking at him as he waited for my answer. " Well?' I took a deep breath in almost yelling "Yes! " Great, great, how about we meet here at 7:00 and we can take it from there?" I nodded in agreement. He was happy I had accepted heading back in the direction he came from. I walked home wondering what the hell I just got myself into. At my place the hours seem to fly by the closer, it got to 7 the more nervous I became I had taken a nice long shower and rub some rose oil on my body I put on a sexy black lace trim bra and panty set that I hardly ever wear just in case I had picked out a nice summer dress that was light and flowy it complimented my figure to perfection it was one of my favorites I'd put my dreads in an updo and did my makeup in a light covering due to the summer heat. I left my place at a quarter to 7. I knew it would only take me about 10 minutes if I caught a cab. When I got to the place where we agreed to meet he was already there he was wearing a nice pair of khaki shorts and a short sleeve button down he had on some canvas shoes and he smelled great. When I got out of the cab, he paid the guy and handed me a bouquet of flowers. It was my favorite flower. I was blown away by how he knew what my favorite flower was.. "You look gorgeous," he kissed my hands his lips felt firm yet soft against my skin it sent a pulse down my back and between my legs. he asked if I was ready, and I replied yes. Just then, he waved at someone down the street, and coming towards us was a horse-drawn carriage and the driver. My eyes got big this man must be Prince fucking Charming " Your ride awaits " he held my hand helping me into the cart he told the driver to go and we headed down the street. I was in complete amazement at first the flowers and now a carriage ride. What the hell was he going to do next? I really didn't care as we rode around the city. After about an hour of riding, we ended up at the beachfront and headed to a gazebo with white lights all around it. There was white sheer fabric entwined into the lights there was a table set for two that was also all white. We took off our shoes and walked through the sand to the beautiful setting in front of us. I was in awe that in just a few hours this man had set all this up for someone he'd just meet. He open a bottle of champagne filling my glass than his " Let's have a toast " he sat next to me holding his glass looking me straight in the eyes " To what we've only just met" he moves closer to me I could smell his aftershave more now and the heat from his body was making it almost hard to focus " To tonite and whatever it brings tomorrow" this time I drank the whole glass.