Chapter 3 - a juicy idea..

I'm so sorry! I just assumed you were already embarrassed, and I didn't want to make it worse," Nathan explained. His hands finally migrated to one of the places she craved them the most. But rather than unclipping her bra, his hands focused on the band of her old garment..or more specifically, the bulge that had formed beneath it. "I thought you would have been humiliated by this roll of fat you get under every bra.." he said, as he rolled her flab back and forth between his fingers.

Keeping one hand on that substantial deposit of pudge, Nathan allowed his other hand to traverse her body at an agonizingly slow speed. After giving her little belly a good shake, his right hand paused at a deep-red and angry indentations in Jenny's soft belly. Nathan traced their harsh grooves back and forth across her chunky belly, and smiled.

"I certainly thought you would be embarrassed about how hard it is to peel your jeans off your blubbery gut... I mean, I was certainly embarrassed for you. If I would've knew you were this oblivious, I would've told you way before you turned into such a lard ass."

Finally, he laid his hard body on top of her recently softened form. "But now I'm glad I didn't stop you," Nathan whispered as he again tickled the highly sensitive cellulite of her underbelly. "Now you have a very... sizable.. head start."

"I won't be purchasing a condo for you to entertain other men in..." Nathan began, finding that the fear in her eyes only increased his excitement. "But I am willing to bring you on as the housekeeper in our new estate. I will keep you in your own suite there, where I can keep my eyes on you- and have you close at hand."

Jenny hadn't even had time to process the exposure of her infidelity or the possibility that she had gained weight. This was way too much to figure out at one time, naked, and chained to her bed.

Nathan did not care. "But obviously Laura would not be comfortable hiring anyone she feels I might find attractive." Jiggling her lower body again, he chuckled to himself before he continued. "As chunky as you've already gotten, Laura would still never allow me to hire you. You are going to have to get.. a lot.. bigger."

With a slap across her belly, he let out another wicked laugh. "Looking at how quickly you packed all of this extra girth, I don't foresee us having any issues."

"Just shut up! I don't want to get fat!" Jenny shrieked with anger, violently removing his hand from the wobbly bits of her new belly.

Nathan only laughed, and pinched another roll of her tubby torso. "
You mean fatter?"

"I am not.. I mean.. I don't want to gain weight," Jenny finally proclaimed. She had once again fended off Nathan's grip, but her small hands did very little to distract from the expanse of her burgeoning gut. Nathan found her lame attempts at modesty both sweet and pathetic. Just like Jenny.

"You don't have to gain weight for me, Jennifer." Nathan pulled back from her, fully knowing that the second he pulled back, her body would ache to feel him even more.

"When we sell the condo, you are free to move wherever you would like. You don't have to stay with me."

Nathan met her gaze and gave her a quick smirk before grabbing another handful of her belly. "But if you want to come with me to Florida, and keep living high on the, err.. hog.. this is how it has to look."

After a long silence, Nathan laugh again.

"Or how you have to look, rather. 😆

So...What do you want do, Jen?"