If she weren't working at a family-owned bakery, Cat could have been a plus, well, very plus-sized model for certain, and Caleb found himself overwhelmingly attracted to her. She was definitely a looker, even if she was a looker who happened to probably weigh around 360 Pounds.
No just "thick", but "extra-thick". And extra-super attractive to Caleb!
"So," Caleb continued, querying. "If those are your seventh favourite, what are your personal top three?"
The eclair in Cat's hand vanished in two quick bites, and the extra thick, extra beautiful woman leaned forward and placed both hands on the counter, as if to hold herself up. Caleb recognised the posture; he sometimes did this too, when he was chatting with a customer at the game shop and had been on his feet a long time - at his size, he preferred not having to be on his feet for too long, and Cat was bigger than he was.
"Guess," she said, and winked at Caleb, as she caught him trying not to stare at her bountiful breasts. "They're right here in the display, she added, and reached across as if to pick one up.
"The chocolate eclairs?" Caleb guessed, then realised Cat was reaching past them. "The chocolate tarts?"
"Good guess!" Cat replied, then picked one up and took a generous bite. "You should try some of them! Actually, have a free one, these ones have been sitting out a little too long - need to clear these out and put out fresh ones!" Cat finished off the one in her hand, then grabbed three more and pushed them across to Caleb. "Here, take those, you look like you need them more than I do!" She stood back up straight, and her left hand wandered beyond down to her substantial stomach. "There is a lot of me, I really should try to cut back."
"I... I don't think so," Caleb said between mouthfuls of exquisite chocolate tart. "I think you look fabulous!"
"Thank you sir!" Cat replied, smiling even more broadly. "For that, have another couple!" She pushed more tarts across to Caleb, whose brain, intoxicated by the chocolatey goodness, ordered his hand to deposit them in his mouth pronto.
"These are so good!" Caleb remarked. When you bring out the fresh ones, I'll take half a dozen of those too. I'll grab three of those eclairs too." This was WAY more than he'd plan on buying, but the chocolate tarts had deactivated the reasoning part of his brain, and his primitive hindbrain was now in charge - and it wanted nothing more than more sweet food and to watch Cat as long as possible.
"Comin' right up, Hun!" Cat beamed at him. She gave Caleb another smile as she wheeled around and began moving back into the kitchen area.
Caleb stood there with his mouth open. If the front view of Cat's generous physique had ensnared him, the hind view had his upper brain completely disconnected and only his most primitive responses still working.
If he'd looked down, the tent in his pants would have told a tale. But his eyes were glued on Cat's delicious posterior disappearing into the nether reaches of the bakery.
As Cat disappeared, Caleb gave his head a shake. How could he see this girl again. Well, of course he could become a regular customer at Cutie Pies.
But that wouldn't be enough. She clearly wasn't shy about liking food - maybe he should ask her out to dinner.
After a few moments - or was it half a lifetime - Cat reappeared with Caleb's order.
"One more question," he said as she rung up his order.
"Sure," Cat replied.
"Will you - would you - go out with me?"
Cat replied,
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