In The Company of My Sistahs by Angie Daniels

brought a cover-up that would at least hide the bulge around her waist, but nothing would hide her flabby forearms.
    Tears pushed to the surface. Here she was on an exotic island and she couldn’t even enjoy it. She had tried to no avail to get over her self-conscious behavior. She didn’t like herself. She had tried everything from the Atkins diet to eating cabbage soup, and nothing helped. She had a love for food that wasn’t going away. What was even worse was that when she was depressed, which was most of the time, she took comfort from food and doubled her intake.
    Kayla sighed, then left the bathroom and moved to her suitcase, where she removed a peach Capri outfit. She would wear it instead. The outfit was cool enough to withstand the Jamaican heat and keep her from burning.
    She carried it back to the bathroom and shut the door, then slipped out of the swimsuit. She glanced down at the floor so that she wouldn’t be tempted to stare at the rolls that encircled her torso. Instead, as she unzipped her pants, her eyes caught the size-twenty-four tag sewn to the waistband, reminding her that her body was nothing anyone wanted to see. Except for Leroy.
    Her stomach fluttered as she thought about the first time Leroy had seen her with her clothes off. Up until that point she had always made sure the room was dark or that she was under the covers long before he was. But on one particular afternoon when they met at their spot, there was no hiding.
    She had been in the hotel room barely five minutes when he pulled her onto his lap. Nervously, she tried to pull away.
    â€œWhat’s wrong?” he asked, eyes burning with curiosity.
    She gave a nervous laugh. “I’m too heavy to sit on your lap.”
    He pulled her even closer. “No, you’re not. You’re just right.”
    Staring down at her hands, she tried to shield her insecurities. “You don’t have to say that. I know I’m a big woman.”
    â€œYou’re my woman and I love you just the way you are.”
    She smiled at him, grateful for the kind words that she knew were far from the truth. His wife was half her size. So she knew what he was accustomed to holding, and it definitely wasn’t her big behind.
    Leroy rained light kisses along her cheek and neck. “You are so beautiful. Don’t ever let anyone tell you otherwise.” He reached up and slowly unbuttoned her shirt. Kayla tried to stop him from sliding it off her shoulders.
    â€œBaby, look at me.”
    Obediently, she raised her eyelids to look up at him.
    â€œI want to see you. All of you.”
    Seeing the love burning in the depths of his eyes, a tear rolled down her cheek. Finally, she nodded.
    Slowly, he peeled her shirt away and gazed down at her ample breasts. Feeling slightly emboldened by the power of his loving eyes, she reached around and unhooked her bra. Then he slid it off and onto the floor. Her large forty-six double Ds hung low but her large chocolate nipples stood hard and erect. Leroy leaned forward and captured one between his teeth and a moan escaped her lips. While he continued to suckle on her, he fondled the other between his fingers. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she thought she was seconds away from fainting.
    He then signaled for her to stand, then he lowered her jeans over her generous hips, followed by a pair of pink grandma panties. She was so embarrassed, but he didn’t seem to notice; instead his eyes were glued to the patch of hair between her legs.
    â€œYou are beautiful.” He rose, then took her hand and led her over to the bed. “Lay down,” he ordered, and obediently she lowered onto the bed. “Now spread your legs so I can see.”
    She obeyed and opened her legs wide. Self-consciously, she tried to use her hands to cover her body but he stopped her. “Don’t. I like what I see.”
    Lust burned from the depths of his eyes as he kneeled down in front of her. He