Chapter 5 - 5 a concerned citizen

As Lily lay exhausted and relaxed in the tub, she heard the familiar music of her cell phone ringing. She hoped it was Jack; she loved any excuse to punish him, and she suspected that he was starting to love it too.

She was disappointed and surprised when she pulled the phone from her purse to see that it was only Joan. "Jack's secretary?"

"Hello, Joan, how are you?" she said brightly. Lily and Joan had met at a company picnic a few months back and had hit it off. They were the only two women at the picnic who were under 40, and so they had spent most of the event talking. Joan was single and hadn't brought a date, so Lily invited her to sit with herself and Jack.

"Hi, Lily. I've been meaning to call and catch up, but then something happened today that I wanted to ask you about."

Lily immediately got excited again- Joan must have caught Jack after all! She tried to keep the excitement out of her voice. "Oh, really? What was it? I hope everything is ok with Jack...?"

"Well, that's just it....I don't want to worry you, but I saw the oddest thing today and figured I'd better give you a call. You see, I walked back to hand him some mail he had received at the front desk..." she hesitated. Lily imagined the conservative, shy secretary thinking of how to describe what she must have seen.

"Yes?"

"Well... Jack was eating lunch, but it seemed to be, um, a really big meal....I mean, he's normally pretty healthy, so I just wondered if everything was ok?" Joan finished lamely.

Lily took the phone and climbed right back into the warm bubble bath and put her hand right back in between her legs.

"Well Joan, I don't think it sounds too out of the ordinary for a man to eat a big lunch....are you sure that's all it was?" She could sense how uncomfortable Joan was on the other end of the phone and it made her squirm with glee. Just tell me, Lily thought to herself. Just tell me how you found my husband turning himself into a big, fat blimp today. How you found him stuffing himself til he looked like he would burst.

"It wasn't just a big lunch, Lil. It was a ridiculous amount of food, probably as much as the whole office's lunches combined! He had been stuffing his face and his whole cubicle was littered with food garbage and hamburger wrappers. These hamburgers were HUGE, Lil, I'm telling you! And when I caught him, he was struggling to stuff his huge belly back into his pants!" Joan was out of breath...she hoped she hadn't offended Lily by describing her husband in such unflattering terms, but she was genuinely concerned for Jack's health!

Lily smiled and began stroking herself again, imagining Jack caught in the act, and not even being able to cover his giant stuffed gut! She tried to sound surprised: "Wait a minute Joan, you mean he actually had his pants unzipped because he was so full?" Lily remembered it clearly: that big belly busting right out of that shirt, rolling down that zipper, pushing out into the sides of the chair, swelling out of control, taking over Jack's lap.

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean!" Joan was relieved that Lily hadn't been offended.

Lily was stroking her pussy again, even easier to get aroused this time because she had just had such a great crashing orgasm and the blood had rushed to her clit. It was still tingly and extra-sensitive. She shoved two fingers into herself and tried not to let Joan hear her gasp of pleasure. Jack and that big, fat gut.....mmmmmm. And just imagine how rock-hard and miserable he will feel after having bolted down those six more!

"Wow, Joan, are you sure? I mean, what did he say when you saw him?" mmmm, tell me again, thought Lily.

"Well, he had his pants unzipped, and his shirt actually unbuttoned because his fat belly was so big and round! Right there in the office! I couldn't believe it! And the strangest part was that he had even more unfinished burgers right there with him, even though he was obviously stuffed so full! I had no idea what to do! He didn't say anything, just looked mortified. I didn't want to say anything to him, but I wanted to call you to let you know what was happening and ask if there was a problem, or anything I could do to help!"

Lily was so close, now she just needed one more push to get over the edge. She hoped Joan couldn't hear her breathing hard.

"Joan, you're right, this doesn't sound like Jack at all. He doesn't really have much of a belly, are you sure it was really his belly? It wasn't a pillow or something? He wasn't playing a joke?"

Joan replied at once, "No, it was definitely his belly, Lily- I could see him sweating and gurgling, and laying there exhausted like he had just run a marathon, breathing hard and heaving chest and everything. I was convinced that he had just stuffed himself so full he couldn't move! I know it wasn't a joke because he was so embarrassed trying to cover his big, stuffed, exposed gut, and he just couldn't do it! It was much too big and round and full, he couldn't even suck it in at all!"

That was just the image that Lily needed to send her over the edge. She moved the phone away from her face so Joan wouldn't hear her splashing and deep sighs as she shuddered to climax AGAIN.

Slightly out of breath, she returned to Joan on the cell. "That sounds very strange! All I can think of is that he could be stressed out from work, or, "Lily lied quickly, "because I've started this new diet where I can't have anything unhealthy in the house, I have terrible willpower. He's probably just sick of eating little salads with me at every meal, poor boy!"

Joan agreed. "I'm happy it's nothing strange, I just wanted to make sure that there wasn't anything wrong that I could help with."

Lily sighed. "Joan, I'm so happy you called. I appreciate you looking out for Jack. Sometimes he does get stressed. Would you mind keeping an eye on him this week? I would be so grateful!"

"Of course," Joan agreed, and the girls said goodnight and hung up. Lily hauled her exhausted body out of the tub, dried herself, and dressed in her Domme outfit, newly excited for the return of her husband from work. 6 was almost here and she doubted he would let himself be late again.

Meanwhile across town, Joan felt better now that she had told Lily about what happened today, but she was surprised at what an impact the event had made. She kept thinking of Jack, vulnerable, exposed, and silently begging her to be merciful toward him in his pathetic state. He really is a sweet guy, she thought. Maybe I'll make him some brownies. Everyone gets stressed out now and then.

As she made her way to the kitchen to start her cooking, there was also a part of her brain that had been very affected by the sight she saw today. Anyone who wanted to shove that much food into themselves past the point of discomfort could be intentionally trying to gain weight, and something about that thought fascinated her. The brownies were a test. If Jack was really trying to get fatter, he would eat them. If not, she would have to come up with some other strange way to explain what she saw today.

Secretly, though, she hoped he was trying to gain.