Hannah spreads the news

“Well?” Margot asked.

Hannah grunted softly and then sighed.

“Hannah, you were the one who asked to meet up,” Margot said. “If this is bad news, just rip the band-aid off. Is she awful?”

“No,” Hannah sighed. “She’s actually pretty great. And not in a ‘too good to be true’ sort of situation or something, or like she’s gonna try and use him and suck him dry of his money and then move on. She’s sweet, and she’s his exact type of nerdy, and fuck Margot, she’s pretty and has tits like- ugh.” Hannah held out her hands to show the size of April’s tits compared to her own.

“OK, so why the cryptic message, and wanting to meet in the middle of the afternoon?” Margot asked, leaning forward on her couch. When Hannah had messaged her, she’d invited her over since she’d worked the morning shift at the library. “I had coffee with Ollie this morning and he said the whole thing went amazing, but obviously something happened.”

Hannah grunted again, rolling her head back and forth in frustration as she leaned back into the couch. Finally, she sat up. “April almost let something slip, between the two of us, and I kind of pressed the issue a little and she opened up about something I didn’t really need to know, but now that I do know…”

“Shit or get off the pot, Hannah,” Margot said dryly.

“Oliver has a fucking donkey dick,” Hannah blurted out. “A horse cock. A massive fuck tool. April literally used the word ‘mammoth.’ And she said something like this,” she held out her hands to show the length. “And this,” she showed the approximate girth.

“Holy shit,” Margot said. “He could club someone to **** if that’s real.”

Hannah snorted a laugh, feeling her face heating up. “Right!? And part of me is like, she’s got to be lying, or using it as a test or something. But the other part of me is like - she didn’t seem like the type to do that, and why would she? And she was embarrassed she blurted it out, and apologised, but also said she didn’t really have anyone to talk to about the big secret. And then it’s like, fucking hell Ollie! If I knew he was packing that sort of heat I could have gotten him a date back in fucking high school and maybe that would have gotten his ass moving to lose weight and stuff before now. Like, my biggest fucking worry in life is that he’s going to keel over with a heart attack at the age of thirty, and now that he’s had sex he’s suddenly all interested in losing weight. It could have happened years ago!”

“Jesus H. Christ,” Margot said, still wide-eyed and shaking her head.

“Right?” Hannah sighed. “And it’s not like this is something I could talk to Hikaru about. Or the people I work with.”

Margot blew out a breath, blinking a few times. “So our Big Ollie is Big Ollie.”

Hannah covered her mouth as she tried not to giggle. “Yeah,” she said.

Margot wiped at her face, still a little stunned. “Um, OK,” she said. “This is… definitely news. That we can never talk about with him.”

“Ever,” Hannah agreed. “He would be so embarrassed. April apologised to me like four times for even answering my question.”

“But, other than that, it went well, right?” Margot asked.

Hannah took a deep breath and let it out. “Yeah. Unless something else comes up on your dinner with him, it’s all green flags from me.”

Margot scrolled again, chewing on the inside of her cheek as she let out a long sigh.

“I guess this one?” she muttered to herself.

She would never have considered buying such a big dildo. Any time before now she would have considered it ‘porn-sized’ because she could only ever see it being a comedic prop or something.

She was still having a hard time believing that it hadn’t been a case of exaggeration from April to Hannah to her, but Hannah had been pretty insistent it didn’t seem to be.

Margot ordered the fake cock, then slid her fingers under the waistband of her cotton shorts and felt her pussy. She was already slick.

“Fuck it,” she said, standing up and pulling off her top before heading towards her bathroom. Her showerhead detached - if she couldn’t fuck herself with the right-sized cock to imagine Ollie, she could give her clit some attention instead.

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