Chapter 2 - andi part 1

God I was excited. My very first day at the accounting firm. They had scouted me while I was still in college and I showed up ready to rock and roll.

I came in early and met with my new manager Dan, making sure to be dressed to the nines. Dan gave me a good firm handshake and explained her was getting everyone together to introduce me. God I was nervous.

He led me into the conference room in front of a sea of resting bitch face. Good god it looked like they were made in a factory or something. Every one of them with bleach blond hair fried to a crisp, the same outfit just in different colors, and the pinched and thigh-gap to tell me I was dealing with a bunch of calorie-counters.

Yay.

Until of course, I saw her. Sitting in the back of the room, trying her hardest to squish down and hide was a gorgeous fatty. Jesus she was just wedged into her chair spilling out of the sides, a giant fat belly straining at the seams of her white shirt, her pants almost bursting. Her long mane of scarlet hair was combed to the side, and her striking green eyes peered out at me. Jesus she was pretty. I decided then that I had to meet her.

Dan finished his speech though I hardly heard him, and the room started to empty. I noticed at that moment, that she was still in the room, and realized she must be Cara. I was going to get to spend the day with her!

She led me to the office we would be sharing and showed me the ropes. I wish that I could say I was paying attention, but honestly, I was lost in her. The freckles on her chubby cheeks. The way her hair caught the light. The slope of her breasts as they rolled to the sides of her incredible gut. God I just wanted to kiss her. To squeeze her.

Eventually lunch time rolled around and she pulled out a pathetic looking salad, with an absolutely miserable look on her face. No way could I let this gorgeous hog go hungry. She deserved a real meal, and this was my chance to see her in action. We agreed to take separate cars to the outback, and I got there first giving me time to text my “trainer” sister.

“Marisol, you will not believe how lucky I am. There is an absolutely drop-dead gorgeous piggy here at my new job. AND. She is coming to lunch with me right now!!!!!”

“OMG I hate you I’m so jealous. Ever since I broke up Jessica I have just been dying for a new feedee. Don’t mess this up girl!”

My heart was racing as I saw Cara pull up in her little silver Chevy HHR and throw open the door, struggling to extract herself. I turned away before she saw me almost drooling over her and put on my best innocent smile.

I deliberately asked for a booth so I could see her obese body squished into it. We got to talking, and I found she was so easy to open up to. She was smart, sexy, and had a shy nature to her that was just so appealing. I told her things about my childhood, where I came from. All the while I made sure to give her the chance to eat as much as she wanted.

We agreed on the bloomin onion for an appetizer, I told her I would go let our waiter know, and ordered 2 instead of 1 (making sure to act as surprised as she as but why let it go to waste). After that it was as easy as taking as long as I could to eat one piece while she worked her way through several. A tremendous amount of food later and I could hardly contain myself, staring across the booth at the rotund beauty before me.

I hopped up from the table and went over to help her up. As I got her to her feet, I “accidentally let my hand brush up against her, making my heart skip a beat. I led her outside, and we finalized the plans for tomorrow where I’d help her get her “diet” started.

Good god I couldn’t wait.