A BIG Boss - Chapter 29

Chapter 29

Feeling a bit sore after sex is one thing, maybe it happens when you use muscles you´re not used to. When you ask your body for a bit too much, soreness often comes up.

It´s like exercise, you overstimulate your body with a physical activity you´re not accustomed to, and you end up with a certain pain. Much like it, some not much.

Now, Harvey was not working out, his body was not responding to exercise, the soreness was because of something else.

Would it be fair to say that he worked hard to please an amazon of a woman? Yes. Would it be honest to say that there was a bit more on his plate that he could chew? Yes. Was this a consequence of trying to satisfy a nine-foot-plus amazon, and that he, a 5´5” man, went the extra mile and ask his body for too much? Well, he´ll get used to it.

Now, as he slowly wanders inside the house, as he´s looking for Vera, his boss, or may he say lover? He´s come to meet the fact that, just as one would expect, the first time´s not as easy.

His libido allowed him to get there, his sex-filled mind drove him there. He managed to satisfy her, and now, he´ll have to recover. Good thing she didn´t squash him in bed, even when he´s feeling sore, she did her best to be gentle and go easy.

However, easy for the amazon is still a lot to him. Maybe they will meet in the middle next time, or he´ll shape up in order to keep her rhythm.

May his body get used to what the lady wants, that´ll be easier.

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He had no idea where to find her, but she was not lost. She was at the kitchen, working on some food as she tried to clear her mind. And probably eating a little, or maybe a lot, as she did.

“I mean… should I say he´s my lover? Maybe boyfriend´s a bit too much… friend? Ugh, it´s worst…” Mrs. Stalwart was thinking on a way to greet him, preparing herself for the moment when she´ll go back to him.

Right now, she was eating some of her fancy cheese as she worked on the stove. Needless to say, she was almost done with the whole thing.

She often takes a bite or two of food as she thinks some things through. And these thoughts of hers, they needed a lot more attention than she thought, which resulted on her eating a lot without even noticing. Was a pound of cheese a lot? Well, for a woman her size, it might as well be two.

She knew Harvey was special, and she wanted him to feel just how special he was to her. But what can she say? How can she let him know?

Buying him anything he asks for might be a bit too materialistic. She wants him to feel true love, not to feel as if she was trying to buy his love.

She wanted to be sweet, but not to the point where things get sticky. Too sweet might be a bit overwhelming, not to mention desperate. She doesn´t want to suffocate him.

She didn´t want to rush things either, to call him “boyfriend” were they even a couple? Lovers was a good way to put it, but was it too distant? Too cold? And friends, ugh, that word´s literally the beginning of friend-zoned. They are not friends, their relationship´s much more special, it has much more meaning.

She´s amused how it went from boss-employee, all the way to her bed. And what amazes her the most is that, a woman like her, is overthinking this too much. Shouldn´t she just let things happen? Or let him be the one who worries?

“I´m the boss, I´m older, I´m a fucking grown-ass woman, why am I worrying so much?” She thought, right before he came into the room.

Her first worry was, am I thinking out loud? Can he hear me being all worried? Overthinking this whole situation?

The answer´s no. He´s a bit too focused on how sore his core is at the moment, and his legs, and his triceps… he´s more focused on the soreness of his muscles. Maybe he should work-out more often, then he wouldn´t feel so sore after using muscles he should, by now, already be using more often.

“Hey… honey, how are you? Did you sleep well? Hmm?” she said, and a voice in her head was telling her she sounded like an old lady.

“I´m good, yeah, I had some… some nice rest.” He´s sore, but she hasn´t noticed.

“I´m glad. I was fixing us a quick snack. You know, some cheese, some pepperoni, olives, grapes… you like those, right?” she asked.

“Yeah, they sound good.” He replied.

It felt a bit awkward, were they shy all of a sudden? Was he having regrets?

Mrs. Stalwart´s heart skipped a beat, was he regretting this? Was he not happy about it? Did he realize something that will affect their new relationship?

Right now, she was thinking on how she´ll react if he says he´ll leave. Will she cry? Or will she burst in anger and kick him out before he can leave?

Kick him out of her house, fire him the next morning, pretend this never happened, and live the rest of her life as a gigantic woman who´ll never find love ever again. A sad plan, and maybe paranoid too.

Harvey was not thinking anything like this, his mind was focused on her body. Ignoring his, he was now looking at the muse of a woman standing before him.

Tall, thick, the sensuous body of a mature woman. Harvey could hardly focus on anything that were not those sexy, shapely, and long legs.

There´s no way he´ll be thinking anything about leaving a woman like that. No regrets, no second thoughts, nothing close to her paranoid thoughts.

“So…” she started. Trying to think on a way to ensure he was not thinking on leaving. “why don´t you have a sit while I finish fetching this up, ok?” she said as she placed everything on the platter.

“Sure.” He replied, and as he made his way to the sit, she noticed something in him.

He was walking slowly, every step seemed heavy, his face made the gestures that told her he was not feeling quite well.

The chair, for starters, was too high, meant for a 9´6” woman like herself, it was already a pain just thinking on climbing that high piece of furniture. Now, the movement, that alone, was not quite comfortable to him.

He felt some sort of pinch, his muscles were having this light spasms, some quick flickering, involuntary reactions of his body. It wasn´t that painful, but it was uncomfortable enough for him to feel it, and also, for her to notice.

“What´s wrong, honey?” she asked, driving her full attention to him.

“Oh, it´s nothing. I´m just… a bit sore.” He replied, turning at her, trying to steel himself and appear a bit manlier to her.

“Sore?” she asked, giving a step forward.

“Yeah… it´s nothing, I´m sure I´ll feel better tomorrow. I just… you know, while we were in bed…” he started, and she abruptly interrupted.

“What happened?!” she panicked, she didn´t accidentally rolled over and squashed him, did she?

Her heart beat speed up, she didn´t roll over him, right? She didn´t squash him while she was asleep, right? She would´ve felt that, right?!

Her worry now was if she smothered him with her enormous, heavy body. Hot, sure, but heavy.

The fear in her eyes, what if he was struggling to breathe? What if she was suffocating him? What if the pressure of her large body was crushing him? Did he feel scared? Did he cried for help?

How careless, so much lack of consideration from her. She squashed him in her sleep and doesn´t even remember? But, she would´ve heard, right? She would´ve listened, right?

Mrs. Stalwart´s lip quivered, she felt terrible!

She immediately rushed to him, her enormous breasts bouncing as she ran to him. And, with her arms wide open, she reached for him.

She picked him off the floor and hugged him tightly into her. Gently, carefully, but still fast and strong.

He couldn´t move fast, and he didn´t meant to do so. Who´ll escape from the hug of such a woman? No chance he could´ve, even if he tried, but he was not going to think on that.

“Harvey, did I crush you? Please, be honest!” she was panicking, which was sweet actually.

“Crush?” he asked as she pressed his body against her soft bosom.

“Mhmm, please, tell me!” she pushed him deeper into her bosom, which felt great, warm and soft, but he needed to reply, not just get lost on her cleavage.

“Of course not! You… I´m not sore because of that, that´s… silly. No, I…” it was a bit hard to admit, but he had to be honest. “I might feel… sore because of… the… you know… aren´t you sore too?” he wouldn´t admit it, not with exact words, at least.

“Am I? Why would… oh… you mean… you´re sore because…” makes sense, sex has got him all sore.

Did she really work him up this much? She wasn´t as intense, was she? Maybe he does need to shape up. Coming to think about it, he doesn´t feel as though as a man fucking a giantess should.

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He´s not hurt, he´s not in pain, his muscles are just sore because of all the action. That´s good to know.

He doesn´t need to go to the hospital, he needs nutrients, liquids. Fuel and hydration, he needs to recover, and also, a massage.

“Poor thing. Don´t worry, let Vera make you feel good…” she whispered as her fingers massaged him.

Her thumbs, massaging his back gently, softly, and at the same time strong enough so that he could feel it working.

“Eat some cheese while I make you feel good…” he was sitting on her big, wide and soft lap as she made her magic.

A massage? A massage from the boss? A massage while he was eating cheese? Expensive cheese she cut into tiny squares, just for him?

“I didn´t mean for you to get so sore, I´m sorry about that…” he was receiving some royal treatment. Some special treat, some nice attention.

In other words, he was being pampered. That´s basically what this is. Pampering from the sweet giantess.

Who wouldn´t thought so? She went from a big, intimidating woman, to a nice, kind lady. More than that, a nice, kind lover…

“I´m sorry you´re not feeling as good as I am.” She whispered. “Because I had such a great time… I was thinking we could even repeat it today… but you´re sore. So sore, my sweet lover. Well, I wouldn´t want to hurt you. Recover, rest and recover. But keep one thing in mind, if you want to please this big woman, you have to gain some strength. I mean, if you´re planning on repeating what we´ve done…” He felt quivers all over his spine.

Her words, how they purred inside his ears. The feeling of her soft body, the warmth of that sexy body. What was she saying? Repeat? Again? Sex?

Of course he wants more sex! But what else did she say? He has to shape up? Well, that´s true, he can´t get all sore every time they have sex, it´s not weight-lifting, this is no marathon, this is not meant to be a challenge, even when it might be, pleasing such a big lady is not easy.

But no one said it´ll be easy. He´s already given the big step, now, it´s time to take care of things, before it becomes a problem.

He needs to adapt for the situation, if he wants to keep the gorgeous lady satisfied, he must prepare. He must shape up, he must be a better version of himself. And then, he´ll enjoy the sweet benefits this relationship will bring.

Now, as she massages him, he wonders, what will happen next?