Chapter 13

On the way home, Robbie stopped at a liquor store and bought a bottle of champagne, already chilled. Arriving home, he sauntered into the house carrying the bottle and called, “Mallory! Break out the champagne glasses, we’re celebrating!”

Mallory rushed out of the kitchen asking, “Celebrating? Celebrating what?”

Robbie carried the bottle to the kitchen island and began opening it. “Get the glasses and I’ll tell you,” he said, grinning. Mallory got two champagne flutes out as Robbie uncorked the champagne. He filled the glasses and they raised them, “Here’s to the new Director of Distribution of the As The Cookie Crumbles Company!”

Mallory screamed, “You got it! You got Percy’s position!” They clinked glasses, took a long drink of the bubbly and Mallory hugged her big handsome husband. Actually she only sort of hugged him. With a glass in one hand her one free arm barely went halfway around his girth.

“He told me this morning. He’ll announce his retirement at the company Christmas party and name me as his successor. You can’t tell anybody though. And I mean anybody. He might change his mind if I let the secret out.”

“Don’t worry,” Mallory answered. “I can keep my mouth shut. I’m just happy all of your hard work,” she poked his round belly playfully, “has paid off.”

“Actually, Percy surprised me. He told me that he had admired me for staying in shape while everyone else got fat. He was a little disappointed when I fattened up too. I think he even thought about giving it to Derek.”

Mallory was beyond surprised. She’d never suspected that Percy, as fat as he was, would admire someone for keeping fit. “So how do you feel about it, babe? I mean, do you want to go back to working out and lose the weight?” Mallory asked with trepidation. The last thing she wanted was for Robbie to go back to his 155 pound self.

Robbie patted his ample midsection. “I think you like this,” he said. Mallory nodded. “And I like this,” he said patting her soft hip. She put down her glass and wrapped her arms around him, noting agreeably that it was getting to be a stretch.

“What do you think about us getting fatter? Will you let me make my big handsome man bigger?”

“And my curvy wife curvier? I’m all for it,” and kissed her deeply.

Mallory gave him a seductive look. “Let’s take this champagne to the bedroom.” A few moments later they were making passionate love. With Robbie’s belly hitting her G spot just the way she liked it.

The Christmas party was, as usual, held on the second Saturday of December. Robbie and Mallory entered, two very different people than a year before. He was up to 290 pounds now. He guessed he’d hit 300 by New Year’s. His bulk was covered in a size 48 sport coat, an XXXL silk shirt and pants in a 54 inch waist. Mallory’s 200 pound curvaceous body was draped in a long black one piece dress that was just tight enough across her breasts and hips to accentuate her amazing figure. They moved easily through the crowd, greeting friends and co-workers, and wishing everyone a Merry Christmas. After everyone had a chance to get drinks and browse the buffet, it was time for speeches.

The president of the company, himself an ample man, thanked everyone for helping the company to have its best year ever, that there would be bonuses in everyone’s paycheck and wished them all a Merry Christmas. Then it was time for Percy to speak. Robbie was a little nervous. Of course Percy had promised him the position, but could he have changed his mind. No, no, he wouldn’t do that, would he? Certainly not. But there was still a seed of doubt in Robbie’s mind. Percy echoed the president’s congratulations and went on, “There have been rumors that I will be retiring this year. I’ll end the suspense, yes, I am retiring. Nancy and I have a lake house and I’m going to get in some fishing.” Someone started to clap and that led to a standing ovation. “One more piece of business before I go, though. Someone has to take my job, whether that want it or not.” That got a polite chuckle from everyone. “I’ve thought all year about it, and I think I’ve made the right choice. Robbie, whether it’s congratulations or I pity you, you’re the new Director of Distribution.” People started clapping and a few nearby slapped him on the back. It was finally official. He’d gotten the position for sure.

Once the speeches were over, Robbie headed to the bar. After the suspense of waiting for Percy to announce his promotion, he was more than ready for a refill. As he was waiting for his next IPA, Derek walked up and shook his hand. “Congratulations, Robbie. You definitely earned this promotion.”

“Thanks for saying that, Derek. It could have been either one of us. I know that Percy struggled with who to pick.”

“So be honest, Robbie. Did you gain all this,” gently poking Robbie’s belly, “to help get the promotion?”

Robbie hesitated a moment. Hell, why not tell him? “To be honest, yes. I figured I’d fit the corporate image better with a little belly. But I never planned to get this big. But once I started gaining, I liked it and Mallory liked it. So we’re both enjoying the new me. And since I’m being honest with you, how about you? Did you gain weight to compete with me?”

Derek grinned. “When I heard the rumor that Percy was going to retire, I started stress eating. And when I started putting on more weight I figured that it couldn’t hurt my chances at the promotion. But I didn’t throw myself into like you have. So like I said, you earned this promotion. And to be honest, I’ll be glad to get back to normal at work and not worry about promotions.” Derek hesitated a moment, then continued in a low voice, “Getting fat is fun, isn’t it?” Robbie thought for a moment. Letting go of his diet and exercise regime had opened up a whole new world of pleasure for him.

“Yeah. Yeah it is.” They both grinned and fist bumped. Robbie picked up his beer and went back to Mallory.

The slightly tipsy couple got home at almost midnight. Robbie went into the bathroom to get undressed, leaving the door open so Mallory could also undress. He took off his sport coat and hung it up. Then he kicked off his shoes and dropped his pants. He pulled off his shirt and threw his pants and shirt into the laundry basket. He stood there in front of the mirror in only his underwear and socks. Standing sideways, he saw his body in profile. At 290 pounds, he was unquestionably fat. His belly looked like someone had cut a beach ball in half and stuck it on him. It was large and round with a bit of a hang. He had gained 135 pounds over the past year, and he guessed that close to a hundred of it went to his belly. Maybe not the whole one hundred pounds. There was fat all the way around his middle, giving him fully formed love handles. Some went to his butt and legs, but still he was mostly belly. Did he miss being a hard body? Did he like what he now saw in the mirror? On one hand, he had once taken pride at being the in shape guy among the chubsters around him. On the other hand, he was a little turned on at his transformation. He gave his big belly a shake, feeling the sensation as it jiggled. Yes, definitely a turn on.

Mallory had slipped in behind him, watching him as he jiggled his fat. “Admiring yourself?” she teased.

“It’s a big change, babe. I hope you’re okay with it.” Mallory hugged her body to his back, pressing her belly to him. She wrapped her arms around his round belly. It was a bit of a stretch for her, his belly had gotten so big.

“I love it, Robbie. I love seeing this big belly, knowing that I helped you grow it. And knowing that I get to ride it anytime I want. Like now.” She rubbed up and down his belly. “You’re sexier than ever, big boy. And I want you.” She pulled his underwear down, letting it drop to the floor. She grabbed his member and gently guided him into the bedroom and onto the bed. “On your back, baby. I want you and I want you now.”