PLASTIC

Chapter Eight

Cat pulled out of the secured drive and took her time driving to work. She could not explain how she felt. Chanel Alexis Taylor was 27 years old. She moved from Hope, Arkansas to Santa Monica, California and now she lived in Beverly Hills, California. She could not fully explain to her family or anyone else how everything happened. Cat continued to go to work and she was doing big things on her job. She was still humble, and she followed her boss's lead while exceeding his expectations. Every day she was thankful for the blessing that landed in her lap.

Ari didn't impose himself on her. He called and asked permission to visit her. No matter how hard she tried, he refused to accept money from her. His promise to respect her made it easy for her to accept his help. For some reason, he was a little stand-offish lately. Cat wondered if there was something she was unaware of. He seemed like he wanted to give her more, but Ari did not try to have s*x with her or do anything which may lead them in that direction.

Her work week was over. She would hang out at the condo and get some much-needed rest. Cat decided two months was long enough to make Samantha suffer for being an asshole. No matter how many times her friend called, she refused to talk to her. Cat refused to visit the medical center because she didn't want to talk to Samantha.

She pulled up to the condo and a tall blonde was standing in the drive. The woman was 5'9'' or taller. She was wafer thin, but she looked amazing. She was wearing the sexiest fire hydrant red mini dress and matching lipstick. She wore black red-bottomed stilettos and black and white bobbles around her neck and wrist. It was as if she walked straight off the runway and made her way to the condo.

Cat stopped and waited for the woman to move. The woman walked around to the driver's side and stopped.

"Can I help you?" Cat asked her.

"Yes, I'm looking for Ari Gold." The flip reply was extremely dismissive.

"Ari doesn't live here." She stated with a little annoyance in her voice.

"Did he move?" The woman pressed.

"I live here now," Cat stated with a taste of attitude.

"Well, I guess you signed his stupid little consent form. That motherfucker is really low. I hope you don't allow yourself to be fooled. Ari is a big-time hoe. I came to give him a second chance, but I see his standard is less than what it used to be." This b***h was getting close to a smack of her big mouth.

"What do you mean his standard is less than what it used to be?" Cat opened the door and got out of her SUV. The blonde backed away as if she knew she had crossed the line.

"Look girlfriend. Ari Gold is known for f*****g tall thin models and you are neither. Please don't try that big bad black girl s**t with me. I hear your little country girl accent. Maybe you don't know, but your bad black ass will go to jail for hitting someone in Beverly Hills. So, save your anger for Ari and spare me." That hoe had the nerve to diss Cat and walk away like she did nothing wrong.

She was worried that something was wrong and now she understood what was wrong. After her interaction with the leggy blonde, Cat understood why things were just like a casual friendship with Ari now. They met, hung out, played video games and occasionally they would make-out. It always felt like he was holding back on her. The vision of the woman she spoke with earlier was imprinted on her brain.

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Cat stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. She stared at her body for hours. Never had she felt shame about her body. All her life, guys told her how beautiful and sexy she was. At 5'4", she was kind of short. Her breasts were huge. Her size 46 DD's always drew the attention of men and some women. Yes, she was a big girl. Her ass was big and round. Her ass was always the center of attention where ever she'd go. Her waist wasn't tiny, but it wasn't big either. Thick sexy thighs made men drool all over her.

She was nothing like the skinny stick that had the nerve to try and diss her. As she stood there thinking about what the woman said, she felt anger and resentment build up in her heart. Cat didn't realize that she had an audience. She ran her hands through her hair as she closed her eyes and hung her head feeling a sense of inadequacy wash over her. Now, she understood what Samantha felt and she was ashamed for not understanding her friend's feelings.

Arms wrapped themselves around her nearly naked body. Cat jumped as she felt the contact of a man's strong body press against her. Her eyes flew open and in the mirror's reflection, she saw Ari. The look in his eyes was something she had never seen before. He looked like a savage. Blue eyes pierced through her soul. His hands slid under her bra. Ari kissed the back of her neck, her shoulders, and he planted a line of kisses down the middle of her back. His hands slid her panties down slowly as he took his time examining her body. The big round ass was right in front of his eyes. Down on his knees, he began to kiss her ass cheeks. Cat moaned her approval of his examination. She forgot everything that was plaguing her thoughts. She felt her bra hook being undone. Her bra slid down to the floor. Feeling embarrassed, she tried to cover herself. Ari removed her hands.

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His 6' form stood behind her and stared at her milk chocolate body in the mirror. Everything about her body seemed over exaggerated. The size of her breast. The size of her ass and her thick thighs. Ari felt his d**k respond to the vision he saw before him. Cat was so f*****g mind-blowing. When he saw her place her hands on her face, he knew something was wrong by the way she was staring at herself in the mirror. Whatever was bothering her, he would deal with later.

Ari tried to give her room to feel comfortable in his condo. He didn't want her to feel like he was using the place as an excuse to f**k her. The first day he brought her here, he felt as if she might see him differently if he tried to insist that she give him s*x. Instead of trying to bed her, he tried to spend time with her and enjoy her company. Cat wasn't like the women he had previously hooked up with. She was a good girl. There was no way he would disrespect or use her.

After calling her for an hour with no success, he had to check on her. When he walked into the room and saw the bathroom door open, he went to see if she was ok. What he found was her standing there in her pretty pink boy shorts and matching bra. The moment he saw her, his d**k jumped to attention. It was a painful feeling that he had been trying to control. She didn't even realize when he was standing behind her. As soon as he touched her, and she saw it was him, her body melted into his.

Ari could no longer resist her sexy thick ass.

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