Yes...Eventually.

Zeff found himself thinking more and more of Nancy since he met her. He began to find excuses to go past places he thinks she might be, just to catch a glimpse and maybe find an excuse to say hi and maybe, just maybe, ask her out for a date. It's true that Nancy is bigger than he, not just a good deal heavier but a touch taller as well, but a little older than him, about 16 years his senior, but Zeff doesn't care. He's still smitten by her. He's been hoping that he'd finally get his chance...and eventually it happens.

At the local grocery store, he managed to catch a glimpse of Nancy doing her shopping with a few things in her arms. A couple of rambunctious kids rushed by her, knocking her off balance, chased by their mother. The people who knocked her over, and her items out of her hands, didn't even look around. Zeff took full advantage to be the gentleman, rushing to Nancy's aid and helping her to her feet, also picking up her stuff (thankfully nothing was broken.) She recognized him right away.

"Zeff!" she said, hugging him against her vast soft body, "Thank you so much."

"My pleasure, really," Zeff said, shuffling a little to hide his raging erection, "how you been?"

The two made small talk up to the counter and got their stuff. Eventually, Zeff plucked up courage.

"Um, Nancy," he said, "I was wondering...if you'd like to go to dinner with me tonight?"

Nancy just looked at him a moment with wide eyes. Her large sweet lips curled into a sweet surprised smile.

"Why Zeff," she said, "are you asking me out on a date with you? You have to know I'm no longer in my prime dating years and am far from being a pretty young thing anymore."

"Come on, Nancy," said Zeff, "you're beautiful, gorgeous, a goddess."

"Blushing like mad, now," said Nancy turning away, but giggling in a way that made her great big pillowy bosom bounce around a bit, "are you sure I'm the kind of gal you want to take out."

"Positive," Zeff said, "and I'd be proud as anything to have such an enchanting woman on my arm."

"Charmer," said Nancy, looking Zeff over one more time, and then suddenly hugging his skinny body against her once more, "Okay, it's a date. Pick me up at seven and sweep me off my feet."

They part at that. At seven, when Zeff shows up with flowers...