chapter 5

Rob didn't know what to do. His swirl of emotions was back, worse than ever. One part of him wanted to scream at her for such an irresponsible act of eating a massive breakfast of fat and carbs. One part of him wanted to tenderly tell her how concerned he was about her unhealthy lifestyle. And one part of him wanted her. Right then, right there. He wanted to mount this indulgent woman and see if her sexual appetites could match her appetite for savory food. He was frozen in place, unable to sort through all the conflicting emotions. There was simply no way to reason his way through this. He needed time.

"Uh, I really, uh, need a shower." With that, Mary picked up her fork and speared the remainder of a pancake, swirled it in syrup and put it in her mouth.

"Get it while its hot, lover," she breathed in a sultry voice as she chewed.

"I...I have to take a shower." Rob fled to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and jumped in, never mind that the water hadn't had time to warm up. He needed a cold shower. He shampooed, soaped and rinsed, and came out to find Mary standing there, her nightie still open, her belly still pushing gently out.

"All clean now?" she asked. Rob stood in front of her, holding his towel in front of him. Mary moved to him and pushed the towel to the side, revealing a growing erection. The sight of her, with her belly showing her indulgence, excited him in a way that he had never experienced before. Mary looked down at his physical excitement, and then her eyes snapped up to his. Rob felt like he had been caught somehow, like a deer in the headlights. The sight of Mary with her new layer of fat, and her full belly pushing out, excited him. He shouldn't have been excited, he told himself firmly, but his body gave him away, his manhood standing at full attention.

Mary smiled a confident smile. She reached over and took him by his manhood and led him out of the bathroom and into their bedroom. "Come here, lover. You want me. You know you want me. You know you want me like you've never wanted me before." Rob couldn't talk. Mary was right, he was desperate for her. He wanted to dig his hands into her new softness. He wanted to press himself to her rounded belly. He wanted to be inside her and pound her, feeling the bounce and jiggle that he'd never experienced before.

And Mary knew it. Somehow with the knowledge that a million generations of woman has of man, she sensed it. She pushed him onto the bed, his erection standing well above the rest of him. She lowered herself on him, settling in, getting comfortable with him deep inside her. Then she started to rock. Rob grabbed the slight bulge of her new love handles, and she began to rock faster. And faster. Rob was beyond all the confused thoughts, beyond thinking of anything, he just wanted to hold onto her has she rocked harder and faster, bringing him closer and closer and finally bringing him to a climax that was beyond what he had ever felt before. He raised himself up and clung to her as he exploded, with an intensity that he didn't know was possible.
Mary had climaxed also, loudly. He momentarily wondered if the neighbors would complain. He realized that he didn't care. Mary draped herself across Rob's spent body, the two of them cooling after their exertions.

"I guess you're okay with my new shape, lover," she said, smiling a satisfied smile.