chapter 4

Tom was not doing as well as he had hoped. In the third week, the bar had been raised even higher and he fell behind after only the first day!
Again he had been on automatic pilot in the morning and just put on what he first laid his hands on, which was not what Sylvia wanted him to wear. He had tried to make it up to her by emptying the dishwasher, but that only got him into even more trouble for doing household chores. He thought he would apologise by bringing home a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates, but he was in the wrong again for not coming straight home! He could not do right for doing wrong!
Still he did get a kiss on the cheek for being thoughtful with the flowers.
Nevertheless, it looked like he was going to have to earn bonus points by consuming double dinners every day that week. He did not relish the prospect! He hated feeling so bloated that he could hardly move!
After a double portion of sausage, egg, chips and beans, Sylvia told him she did not want the chocolates. She was watching his figure... but he could earn another bonus point if he wanted... all he had to do was consume one layer of the box of chocolates that night and the other layer tomorrow night.
Tom did not think he could do it. Not on top of his extra large meal. It was too much!
But Sylvia told him she would help him. She knelt right beside him as he lay on the couch. His trouser zip was down to allow for more room. She laid a hand on his tight belly, feeling how taut the skin was. She noticed how her touch caused his groins to tip forward involuntarily. He had an erection in his underpants. She ignored his swollen member, told him to close his eyes and gave him a chocolate. As he chewed she stroked his tender belly, making him quiver at her touch. She fed him chocolate after chocolate, until the whole layer was gone and he was groaning in the sheer pleasure of it all.
She could have taken it further, taken him to a full climax, but she had to build his anticipation.
She repeated the experience the next day. This time she wore a low cut blouse, made sure he could see her voluptuous breasts. Again, she brought him to the brink and withdrew.

Her tactics were cunning and cruel. She needed him to associate overeating with pleasure. She had to force him into a life of leisure with very little exercise. If he worked hard enough at it, he was bound to put on weight. If he put on weight, he would be less attractive to the dolly birds in the office. He would not be able to flirt with them any more and she would have him all to herself!