chapter 3

At lunchtime a tray of subs were delivered and a speaker came in to talk about retirement options and 401ks. Mr. Phillips stopped by her desk and asked her if she would be attending the meeting. Of course she said yes, it was her future after all, but she was resolved not to eat.

As everyone was getting their sub together with their chips and drinks, Mr. Phillips noticed that she hadn't gotten hers.

"Ms. Smith, you can get yours too. We won't be taking the phone or customers during this. I've locked up the office." Then he turned to the presenter. She sighed. It had only been an hour since three doughnuts. She went to grab her watermelon. At least it would counteract the pastries a little.

"Miranda, I bought lunch for everyone, including you" he said pointedly. She blushed at the use of her first name. He'd never used it before. She felt a shiver run through her. Maybe this was the beginning of a huge change between them.

She put her fruit back in the fridge and grabbed a sub and a soda and munched absentmindedly, trying to forget all the calories that were going into her body. Trying hard to figure it out so she could work it off later. She brought the soda to her lips and realized too late that it wasn't diet. How could she be sabotaging herself like this? But then, it tasted so much better than her regular diet cola. She looked at her plate. Another half sub to go. Well, she would show him! By the time the presentation was over she had finished the sub AND the soda. Her pencil skirt was digging into her belly a bit and she felt like she should take a nap.

He spoke to the presenter while everyone went back to their desks and she cleaned up. As she leaned across the table her shirt rode up a little and he caught a glimpse of today's handiwork. He rubbed his hands together and finished up his conversation then went back to his office. As Miranda walked by his open door he could see how uncomfortable she was.

Back at her desk and sitting down she felt she couldn't take a deep enough breath. "My God I've never eaten this much in such a short time!" Her hand went to her belly and rubbed it. It was tight, like a hard little balloon. It did stick out a little, but once it digested and she worked out it would disappear. Or so she thought. But that full feeling made her feel warm and happy inside. Around three she decided to eat the watermelon, hoping the water part of it would rush the food out. Working on a report she was surprised at how easily she was able to handle it. "If this helps me digest everything I ate today, then it's totally worth it." She didn't realize that it was just sitting on top of the food already there and that her middle was popping out quite a bit. Not super noticeable, but for someone who was looking for a change, it was there.

With the report finished and her bag of watermelon finished as well, she leaned back in her chair and stretched. Her pencil skirt rode down a little and she looked at her waist and gasped. It looked like she had been eating all day! "Wait a minute - I HAVE been eating all day." Miranda pulled her shirt down just as Mr. Phillips walked in.

He set the box of doughnuts in front of her.

"I'm leaving for the day Miranda. Take these home so they don't get stale."

"Mr. Phillips, why don't you take them home to Kate? Wouldn't she like them?" she asked, pushing the box towards him.

"No, she'd make me throw them out. Besides, you looked like you really appreciated them." He smiled kindly at her. She smiled back as they said their good nights.

She was alone in the office. Everyone had left. There were two doughnuts sitting in the box.

"Just this one time", she said softly. She ate the first one, then the second. Then she picked up the sprinkles and wiped the icing up with her fingers. "Just this once", she moaned as she rubbed her belly, feeling a quickening inside her. So full, but so satisfied.

Had anyone been there and seen the look on her face they would have sworn she was in love, and a little pregnant. The skirt was stretching more than it had in the morning. She rubbed her belly as she stood there and very nearly orgasmed from the tightness under her fingers.

"I can't do this anymore", she cried out to no one. She threw the box in the garbage under her desk and left for the day.