What just happened?
I’ve been dating a fat girl, well, woman for a while now. She’s 41, I’m 38. Anyway we’ve been seeing each other and it’s been great but I wasn’t expecting what she did yesterday.
I got off work early and had planned on taking care of a few errands. She knew I was getting off early and made other plans. She picked me up and two of her friends were there. She was dressed somewhat nicer than usual and we went to the courthouse. I asked what was going on and she was so excited and said it was a surprise.
We walk into the county clerk office and wait and eventually have an appointment with the magistrate. By now I’ve figured out what’s going on and I’m wondering if I’m ready to go through with it or not. I don’t mind a fat girlfriend but a fat wife? Not so sure I want a fat wife. But she was so excited and said she wanted to do this for me and for us and blah blah. Her friends are giggling and excited for us too.
Half an hour later I am legally married. An hour after that I’m having s** with my new wife for the first time as a married couple. A day later I’m in a daze, wondering what just happened. I’m married now. To a fat woman. Maybe I shouldn’t have been dating a fat woman in the first place if I wasn’t willing to marry her. At the same time there is something that feels an amazing about the way she just...basically took ownership of me. I don’t know that I’ve ever felt this loved before and think I can accept her weight. That’s superficial anyway, right?