Chapter 3

Two days later I came back from a day in town. To my surprise I saw Marisol and all the kids out for jog…or at least the kids were out for jog. I could see that Marisol was running along with the kids, but Heidi had a better idea. She had found the old golf cart they kept in the barn. The help used it to haul things around once in a while. I had to chuckle.

“Faster!” she yelled. “You guys have gotten out shape since I left you!”

They went around and around the path that encircled my wife’s large garden behind our house. I could see Heidi’s fat rolls jiggle as the cart went over the bumps in the dirt path.

A few days later, I went in search of Julio, one of our farm hands, and his helper Roberto. Usually they were in charge of the cattle and other livestock, but today I had them planting some greenery and redoing the front yard. I wanted to give them a change of scenery, hoping it would keep them happy and add a little spice to their day to day routine of minding the cattle. When we had settled on what work needed to be done, I invited him in for a cool drink. We sat in the kitchen and sipped iced tea.

“I’ll be right back!” we heard in the hallway. Just then Heidi entered the room in, as was always the case these days, one of her new white sundresses and bare feet.

Heidi saw us, said a brief hello and went right for the freezer and pulled out an ice cream sandwich. She hesitated for moment….then grabbed another.

“Hello, my dear,” said Julio, smiling broadly at Heidi.

“Hello guys!” responded Heidi, as she shyly unwrapped her first sandwich and took a huge bite.

With that, she sauntered out of the room. I say sauntered because although I couldn’t tell with the loose dress, she looked like she had gained even more weight and now as a result walked even more slowly and sexily than ever. One got the sense of full and jiggly fat rolls quietly sagging and budging beneath her dress.

“Who is that, Raul?” asked Julio and Roberto.

“She is our American guest who has been living with us for a couple of years now. We hired her to get the kids in shape. Come on, you know Heidi,” I said, smiling.

Then I realized they probably hadn’t seen her for several months as the help rarely joined us in the main house. I had taken for granted in those few months how huge she had gotten.

“She’s great! Remember how chubby the kids used to be? Now, thanks to her, they are in perfect health!” I explained. “All we have to do is keep HER from going hungry! It’s getting harder and harder these days!” I joked.

“That’s young Heidi?” Said Roberto, mouth open. “I didn’t recognize her.”

I laughed. “As you can see, she has certainly acquired a healthy love for our South American cuisine!”

“Gordo, Gordita,” muttered Julio, under his breath.

“It’s Margarita’s steak and eggs!” I said, now laughing as well. “They're her favorite!”

“I see, I see!” said Julio, smirking to Roberto.

As the weeks went on, Heidi and Ricardo seemed to be spending more time together. They would often sit in Heidi’s bedroom and play board games or cards. She seemed to be having a good time and I guess he was like the nephew or little brother she never had. Ricardo also still enjoyed feeding Heidi too. I think he thought it was like playing restaurant, or something. Don’t ask me which restaurant he has been to that feeds its customers by hand, but who am I to spoil his fun. I just hope she doesn’t get annoyed with him always hanging about.

“Want to play restaurant?” Heidi asked, looking at Ricardo and rubbing her hungry belly. They sat in Heidi’s bedroom. Heidi sat on the bed, belly spreading out in all directions under her sundress.

“Naw, I don’t feel like going downstairs to the kitchen,” protested Ricardo.

“Don’t act lazy! Come on!” Heidi pleaded. “Can’t you see your Aunt Heidi is getting too fat to go all the way downstairs and back just for a snack? Come on.”

Heidi then put her hands on her dress, pulling the material tight to show off her growing fat rolls. She sat there contented and looked almost immovable with her belly pouring out in front and her big love handles spreading out to the sides. Heidi was making the point very effectively that she wasn’t moving any time soon.

“I’ll let you play the game…” she added, raising her eyebrows, hopefully.

Heidi’s game was something she knew Ricardo enjoyed. It involved one of her favorite foods since coming to South American, empanadas. Ricardo would stuff them into her mouth as fast as he could and she would try to keep up with his pace by quickly chewing and swallowing the delicious morsels. Ricardo liked to try to beat his own record each time by feeding her an every growing number of empanadas.

Luckily for Heidi this promise of a game worked and with a smile Ricardo headed downstairs. “Remember, get them from the big freezer and put them in the microwave for six minutes. …And make sure you bring enough, you know how hungry I get!” Heidi yelled after him.