So I directly asked him does he has any GF, he said he never had any. Does he likes any girl, he said yes and when I asked him who is she, he didn’t... answer and upon forcing a lot he said what will I do if he tells who is she, till then I was sure it’s me and I said may be I’ll convince that girl to be his girlfriend. He blushed and after some more discussions he eventually told me that he likes me. I pretended to be shocked and said Arman is your friend and you shouldn’t be talking like this. The secretary said she was already gone and if I would like to leave a message. I told her I wanted to leave the flowers I brought with me in her office and asked if that would be okay. I positioned the flowers on her desk and started to move to the door when I looked at the wall and adjusted a picture hanging. What I really did was put a wireless camera in her office with sound. Every day after work I drove past her office to get in range. Guess what else I recorded."Why on earth would you. .. I guess like you can't get enough of a good thing.Then after exploring site after site, I found her... a 41 yo puerto rican chick... 5'1 and 290.. a true bbw... so i worked the ad, and set a date..living up in westchester, I picked her up from the train... she really was as advertised... very nice, very shy, and very big... as she got off, she had on tight tight jeans which made her belly hang right over, with a shirt that barely covered... right away, I got the negotiation/money aspect out. She was drawn inexplicably to the full-length mirror.The dampness at her crotch drew her attention to that area of her body. She looked at herself, feeling satisfied about the way her body tapered to a small waist and then flared out again at her hips. Through the pale-blue material of her panties she could see the dark shadow of her thick patch of flaming-red pubic hair. It formed a perfect triangle. The moist spot on the material formed a circle which started at the apex of the furry.