chapter 9

She felt her fingers twitch: she needed to rub it. She wanted to feel it against her... him pushing up between her legs, his belly protruding into the air.

Edward interrupted her thoughts, standing up to settle the bill 'while you two finish up.'

They were alone. Her hand wandered... stroking his huge round gut, kneading the sides feeling the intense tightness on the top shelf it had become just below his large almost feminine breasts as his stomach struggled to contain the massive amounts of food he had eaten. He was incredibly huge...the large dinner on top of what he had eaten and digested earlier, inflating his abdomen from stomach to intestines. She felt him tense, and then relax... their eyes met briefly. She had to take this chance. He groaned softly, she leant towards him, pressing her lips against his ear. 'Finish up, and I'll see if I can settle your poor tummy. I can't have you being out eaten at our first dinner together.'

She let her fingers drift into his lap, aware that this close he could see the deep line of her ample cleavage. She let them linger for a second too long, and undid his trouser button; feeling the surge forward of his big belly warmly and heavily covering her hand.

Would he even be able to move to leave, she wondered?

She felt him respond under her hand and knew he was aroused as was she by his incredible distension.

"I want you," he whispered, his breath shuddering from the sensations he was experiencing. "Help me up but slowly or my trousers will fall around my ankles." He groaned again as she obeyed and got him standing. Seeing him lean backwards slightly to counterbalance the immense load he now carried in front sent a flash of heat through her loins.

Watching him struggle to hold his trousers up by keeping a hand in a pocket as he waddled forward sent another jolt through her and a warm rush between her thighs knowing this was partially his gluttony, partially her encouraging the day's overindulgences.

At the front door Edward took his smiling leave, patting Williams incredibly distended abdomen, "It looks like I have met my match, you win, I'll have the contract on your desk in the morning." And with a wave strode heavily out to his waiting car.

Spying Max at the foot of the steps with the door open she picked up his umbrella and opened it for them, William having his hands full holding up his unzipped pants. She slipped her arm around his broad waist and guided him to the car, requiring both her and Max to get their boss seated comfortably.

"I'll get him buckled up Max, go start the car." It was with difficulty she got him belted in having to help him lift his ballooned abdomen to pass the belt underneath, then carefully centering his gut on his thighs for maximum comfort.

Sliding in next to him opposite she snuggled up close, her arms steadying their creation resting heavily on his thighs.

The ride back to the office was quick as was the elevator ride to his office suite but in between William was ponderously slow, moaning every so often, softly burping as he berated himself under his breath. Arriving at the top floor William sagged against her, his arm over her strong small shoulder. Leaning forward, he tried to relax his over stretched belly ballooning beneath him.

"I can barely walk Orla, I'm such a glutton. Sorry to put you through this but I'm going to need your help getting undressed and into bed."