chapter 2

The next morning was Saturday. Matt always went for a run Saturday mornings. He got up as usual, used the bathroom, came out to the bedroom and headed for the dresser for his running clothes. He was wearing only his briefs, which is what he always slept in. Today though, Brittney was propped up on one arm, giving him a sultry look. “You look delicious this morning, babe. Come over here and give your wife a kiss.” Matt grinned to himself. After all he did look good. His exercise routine ensured that he had defined abs and strong shoulders. He walked over to the bed, leaned over and kissed Brittney. Brittney threw her arms around him and pulled him close. She turned a quick kiss into a long, hot, deep tongue, make-your-knees-weak, this-is-now-foreplay kiss. She rolled over, pulling him with her until he was flat on the bed with her on top of him. With him underneath, she began exploring his body with her tongue, starting with his lips and working her way down him, neck, shoulders, chest, belly….

When she had him rock hard, she teased her way around his manhood, keeping him right on the edge of orgasm. She could gauge how close he was by checking his toes. When they curled, it meant he was almost there. She would back off a little and then bring him back. When his toes curled for the fourth or fifth time, she suddenly straddled him, settling himself on him. She began to rock, bringing herself, and him to the edge of orgasm, holding him there, holding him a little longer, and then clinching tight so that he came with a buck and a groan. As he bucked, Brittney shuddered with her own orgasm, coming in wave after wave. Finally, they were both spent, and she collapsed on top of him.

“Wow…that was just…wow…” Matt whispered after his breathing was under control. “I don’t know what got you going this morning babe, but…wow…”

“It was you that got me, stud. You just look so damn good in the morning.”

They lay entwined for a while, then Matt rolled off, got up and headed for the dresser. Brittney knew he was still planning on a run. “Matt, we’d better shower and get ready. We promised your mom we’d meet her for breakfast.” Matt was a little disappointed that his routine Saturday run wasn’t going to happen, but with the great sex he could live with it. He’d run tomorrow, he thought to himself.

Breakfast with his mom was the usual high calorie affair, which Matt promised himself he would work off. It didn’t happen that Saturday, because after breakfast they went curtain shopping, which he’d agreed to earlier in the week. He told himself he’d get a run in the next day, Sunday.

Sunday, though, was their day for sleeping in and having brunch. Brittney made breakfast tacos, and then they went to the local farmer’s market to stock up on fresh vegetables. No run that day, either.

Monday, of course, it was back to work. Matt was a buyer for an on-line athletic apparel store. His office was in mid-town, a convenient drive from home. As it happened, Debbie worked as an office manager for a dentist a few blocks from Matt. All weekend she had thought about the challenge that Corrie had laid down and Brittney had accepted. It really bothered her. She had grown up with a manipulative mother and it had made the lives of her father, brothers and her miserable. Her mother would pit one against another and Debbie was the one that had figured out what was happening. But she was too young to know how to confront her mother, much less put an end to it. But the idea of Brittney manipulating Matt to do something she knew he didn’t want to do, well, it just ate at her. So Monday morning, she decided to do something about it.

She texted Matt at mid-morning. “Need to stop by your office building about 1PM. Can I talk to you for a minute?”

Matt returned her text. “Sure, I’ll be heading out for lunch. Meet in the lobby?”

“I’ll be there”

Debbie got to the lobby first, and she was a bundle of nerves. Here she was betraying her friend by revealing her secret plan. But she just couldn’t stand the idea of Matt, or anybody, being manipulated that way. Matt came out of the elevator at 1PM, sharp. He gave Debbie a little hug and asked, “Hey, what’s up?” This was the moment of truth for Debbie and she hesitated a moment. But her decision was made, and she couldn’t live with herself if she backed out now.

“Matt, you need to know about a conversation that we had Friday night. I mean, a conversation between Brittney and Corrie, and, well, I was there too.” Matt just looked at her curiously, so she plowed on. “Brittney accepted a challenge from Corrie to…to….”

Matt stared at her, eyebrows raised.
“To what, Debbie?”

“To make you fat!” Debbie blurted out. There. It was done. She’d said it. She felt a mixture of relief for having been honest, and dread, once Brittney found out. Matt looked confused for a moment. This was something he would never have expected. He led Debbie over to a bench on the side of the lobby and they both sat down.

“Maybe you better tell me the whole story, Debbie.” Debbie hesitated a moment and then the words came gushing out. She told him about the whole conversation, how it started and how it led to the challenge. As the words fell out of her, she struggled to keep from breaking down in tears.

“And so, Brittney has three months to get you to gain 20 pounds!”

Matt leaned back and considered what Debbie had told her. That explained how the weekend had gone. No run, and heavy meals all weekend. His wife thought she could manipulate him. Well, two could play at that game. “Debbie, thank you for telling me. Don’t worry, I’m not going to tell Brittney. You leave it to me. I know how to handle this.” Debbie sniffled a little more and hugged Matt again. She had done her duty and she was glad to have it behind her. She pulled herself together and told Matt to let her know if he needed anything he could call her. She hoped he wouldn’t, she really wanted this to be over for her.

Once Debbie left, Matt texted John and Ken. “Let’s meet for a beer at Kelly’s after work.”