Chapter 8 - italian

Grace hadn’t known what to expect from Dianne and Christian’s place. It was certainly comfortable enough for two, but fitting the four of them around their small, circular dinner table was a bit of a squeeze; especially with Dianne taking up so much room. Grace could already sense Kyle getting grouchy next to her; whereas she found the close proximity even more arousing than she would have expected. She could hear the saliva as Dianne opened her mouth widely, and felt Christian's muscular leg accidentally rub up against hers under the table. Was it just her who could feel the sexual tension?

“I can’t eat all this!” Kyle complained as he was presented with a huge plate of pasta. He had already had a few of slices of a particularly cheesy and meaty pizza, along with everyone else.

“I’ll finish whatever you don’t want,” Grace jumped in, keen to show Christian and Dianne that she meant business with her appetite tonight.

Kyle looked disgusted. “No you won’t!” he scoffed. “You’re meant to be cutting back on all this. That’s why you got that gym membership.”

Grace looked up sheepishly from her food. She really didn’t want Christian and Dianne to know she had been bullied into joining the gym. “Yeah, so that means that I can treat myself every now and then,” she shrugged, continuing to eat.

“No, you heard what they told you at the gym. You’re 35lbs away from being obese! You can’t afford to overeat.”

Grace looked up and raised her fork humorously, “Only 35lbs to go! It won’t take me long!” she joked, winking at Dianne and Christian, who laughed encouragingly, before stopping at the sight of Kyle’s cold, unappreciative stare.

“I never trust those BMI measurements we do at my gym,” Christian jumped in dismissively, seeing that Kyle was about to go off on a rant. Then, he expertly shifted the conversation away to allow Grace the time to eat her massive pasta portion in relative peace.

“We should do this again sometime!” Grace enthused as they were leaving. The kinky couple nodded but looked over at Kyle who still seemed rather sulky. Clearly, he had not enjoyed himself very much. Maybe it was the fact that they had all conspired to ensure that Grace had massively overeaten; her stomach pushing out further than he had probably ever seen it on her before.

“Catch you soon Grace,” Dianne smiled, managing to give her a hug, despite the bloat she must have been experiencing too. Kyle was already impatiently making his way to the car. “I think you could definitely give me a run for my money with that appetite of yours!” She glanced down at Grace’s tummy admiringly. “Message us when you’re up for coming over again!” she winked.

“I’ll cook!” Christian laughed, taking his turn to hug Grace as well.

As she was leaving, Grace felt very well taken care of. She knew full well that both Christian and Dianne were conspiring to make her put on a few pounds – and she couldn't think of anything more erotic.