My big girl (preview)

chapter 6- the promotion part 2

“Um…oh, yeah. A pint of Ben and Jerry’s,” I admit with a flush as she laughs again. It’s so pretty as she rises to her feet with ease.

Currently, I'm not even sure I can move. I feel a bit like a beached whale with my bloated belly waving the white flag of surrender. I have no idea how I'm going to get through work today without passing out from all the sugar I've ingested before 9 o'clock a.m.

“I’m going to enjoy having you around,” she says and she sounds like she really means it. “Welcome aboard, Ashley. I’d adopt your secret to blowing off steam, but my old lady metabolism couldn’t keep up with the calories.” Old lady? Is she kidding? She barely looks forty. She's as hot as a model and looks absolutely toned in any outfit she puts on her body.

“Thanks, Brooks. Thanks for everything,” I say, motioning at the food. She waves her hand.

"It's absolutely my pleasure," she says and shakes my hand. Her grip is firm and cool while mine is a bit sweaty. Blushing, I think about the best way to get up. Slowly, I slide myself forward in the deep overstuffed leather chair. My skirt begins to creak, but I think nothing of it.

Brooks shifts the table a little ways away from me and I lean forward, gripping it to help me stand up. It feels like I have a bowling ball attached to my waist.

There's a loud ping and I follow the sound with my eyes when something hits her slack pants. A little black button slides down it, off her fancy leather shoe and settles on the wooden planks.

No, no, no. Not in front of my boss.

My hands fly to my waistband and sure enough the button has given up against the onslaught of my bloated belly. I struggle to hide the bloat and jiggle lower belly, packed tight in my overstretched blue and yellow starred panties. This is so embarrassing.

Oh my god! What am I going to do?

Brooks eyes are wide with shock and her cheeks are a dark, dark red.

Then, all emotion disappears as she pulls off her jacket like a gentlemen so I can hide the accident.

“I think you deserve the day off too,” she says smoothly. “Let me pay for your Uber home.”

“B-But—“

“No, buts…you’ve got a long week ahead of you and I need you sharp,” she says and leads me out of the coffee place without another word.

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