Chapter 4 - the spectator

After a ten minute walk, where Jimmy mostly listened to Chelsea talking about herself, they finally arrived at their destination. Jimmy tried insisting that he was going to pay, but Chelsea had her card out ready, suggesting that he head off to grab the nicest table by the window instead.

Jimmy sat there waiting, hardly believing that he was on a date with Chelsea, of all people! It was a date, right? Chelsea had asked him here and she was even paying. This was surely a date? Still, his eyes bulged as he saw the tall, spectacular girl returning with a mountain of food on her tray.

“What’s all this?” Jimmy laughed at the theatrical sight.

“Here you go,” Chelsea smiled, handing over the tiny veggie burger that Jimmy had asked for and sitting herself down in front of the mountain of food. “I told you I had a big appetite!” she grinned.

“Yeah, you did. But no one can eat all of that!” Jimmy laughed, his eyes still trying to take it all in.

Chelsea seemed delighted at the comment. “Oh, you think so, huh?” she chuckled excitedly. “Is that a challenge, Jimmy?”

Jimmy hardly knew what to say. He nodded his head. “Yeah, if you like.”

With a twinkle in her eyes, Chelsea excitedly took the first burger into her hands and began devouring it by taking the largest bites Jimmy had ever seen anyone take. Within seconds it was all inside her mouth and she sat there, taking a large sip of her super-sized soda to help swallow it down. Then she stared across at Jimmy, clearly wanting to see how impressed, or even disgusted, he was. “I told you I had a good appetite!” she grinned.

“You sure did!” Jimmy smiled flirtatiously back. It was as if Chelsea had caught the smile and used it to tackle the next burger with just as much enthusiasm; then the next one, and the next one after that.

Jimmy distractedly spoke about himself as Chelsea ate, finally having uninterrupted time as the pretty girl gorged herself. Paul had been right, Chelsea was definitely getting a strange erotic kick out of eating like this. She would chime in with short questions, her mouth full of food, to keep Jimmy chatting about himself, but there was no doubt in Jimmy’s mind that he was simply here to be a spectator to the show that she was putting on.

Finally slouching back in the chair, the girl gave a deep burp, without a care for the family sat in the next booth. She placed a hand on her distended stomach and rubbed it with pride. “That was so easy!” she boasted, obviously very proud of herself. “What did you think? You didn’t believe I could do it, did you?”

Jimmy shook her head. “No, I’ll admit, I didn’t think it was possible to eat all of that!”

“Is my appetite impressive enough for you?” she asked, clearly loving this conversation and wanting to get as much out of it as she could.

“Yeah, I definitely feel impressed!” Jimmy smiled back, enjoying how much of Chelsea’s attention he was receiving. It felt like foreplay, buying into whatever was going on in Chelsea’s head and encouraging her. For some inexplicable reason, the air felt thick with arousal and lust.

“You can see why all of the women in my family end up so fat, can’t you?” the greedy girl pressed on. It was the third time she had mentioned the weight issues in her family. “I have a cousin who is just three years older than me and she’s already four hundred pounds!”

“Well, if she eats as well as you do, I’m not surprised!” Jimmy chuckled back.

It seemed to be the correct response, for Chelsea’s eyes sparkled with delight and she leaned forwards, pressing her knee into Jimmy’s under the table, so that they were touching. “You won’t believe how much dessert I can take down,” she grinned in excitement.

Jimmy could hardly believe that Chelsea had any room left in her stomach for dessert, but he played along. “Would you like to head somewhere else for dessert?” he asked. “My treat, of course.”

Chelsea nodded, clearly impressed by the offer. Jimmy doubted than anyone had ever offered to take her for dessert after seeing a display such as this. “But I should warn you,” she laughed as they headed out of the door. “…I’m going to be eating a lot of ice cream!” She looked around at the street and then stealthily grabbed Jimmy’s hand, holding it sweetly as they walked the short distance down the sidewalk.

If this had been some sort of test, Jimmy was obviously passing it with flying colours.