Chapter 2

The first day was rough when Sam returned to a wife who weighed 160 pounds. Jasmine wasn't even home when Sam and Tony got there. Hours went by and no one could get in touch with her. Olivia said Jasmine felt so awful about how she looked that she was mortified and couldn't face Sam. Finally, Jasmine came home at midnight, sweaty and exhausted. She had spent all day at the gym. Sam had heard the door open and shut, and had gone downstairs to find her shaking on the couch in the dark. He asked her what was wrong, and she burst into tears and told him how sorry she was for letting herself go. Sam wanted so badly to see how far she'd let herself go, but realized that was not the moment to start groping her. He talked to her instead, and listened, and calmed her down enough so that they could go up to bed. Once in bed, Sam couldn't hold back, and that night, in the darkness, Sam found Jasmine's extra girth to be far beyond wonderful. Just a mere 15 pounds had added a soft gut, soft thighs, bigger tits, and a larger butt. Sam was drunk with the pleasure of touching her and couldn't get enough. He had her almost convinced by the time the fell asleep that she was beautiful.

But, the next day, Sam woke late and was told that Jasmine had left to go work out again. He knew he had to do something. He decided to be direct and flamboyant. He and Tony and Olivia cooked all day, making all of Jasmine's favorite food. They made lasagna and alfredo pasta and spinach salad with fruit and chocolate 7 layer cake and orange-creme cheesecake and then made sushi for appetizers. By the time Jasmine returned, the entire house smelled like paradise. She walked into the kitchen and gaped. Sam said, "Honey, quit exercising. Eat with us and realize that you married a man who wants to feel a woman, not a stick, in his arms. I love you, and this is your life - abundance and freedom."

Jasmine was stunned. She stood for a few moments and just stared at Sam. Sam picked up a piece of sushi, walked over, tilted Jasmine's head back a tiny bit, and said "Open your mouth" in his deepest, roughest, sexiest tone. She complied, and he shoved the sushi in her mouth. She finished chewing and swallowed, and he said, "Now get over to that table and sit down with us and eat. I want to see you gorge yourself. I make enough money to give you everything you want." He pointed to the table, "There is what you want. Go take it." The rest of that month was an orgy of feasting and making love. Both couples reveled in their month long abundance. Jasmine gained another 12 pounds. By the time Sam left, he knew Jasmine would be magnificent the next time he saw her.

Sam and Tony stepped off the plane into a brisk March wind. Their cheeks were flushed. The women were at the house preparing for their arrival. The men hailed a cab and sat grinning and talking about what their beautiful women might look like for the whole 10 mile cab ride. They arrived, grabbed their bags, and raced for the door like teenage boys. They opened the door to find arrows leading them to the back yard. A building had been installed in the yard, and it only took them a few moments to realize that the building was a gazebo and through the steamy windows was a hot tub, and the women were in it. They stripped in the kitchen and ran outside to the gazebo, opened the gate, and walked up the two steps to where the hot tub and the laughing women were. There was champagne on ice on a shelf and chocolate covered fruit that the women were feeding each other. Both men stood in rapt attention in more ways than one.

Jasmine's face was a lustrous moon with shining eyes and full lips. She had the beginning of a double chin that mesmerized Sam. Olivia's face was full and her double chin was prominent. Slowly, the women rose to a stand out of the bubbles. Jasmine's arms were swelled sausages, soft and alluring. Her breasts were massive, two full cup sizes bigger, and they flopped onto an even more massive belly that clearly had just been stuffed. Her thighs were buttery and their girth was amazing. Her feet at least a foot apart, her thighs still smashed against each other. Jasmine proudly announced that she had reached 198 pounds and needed his help to get to 200. Sam muttered something about needing help to cross the 6 feet between them to reach her before he blew his wad right there in the gazebo, leaped into the tub, and worshipped her in every way he could think of. The sun had long gone down when the couples realized that maybe they should make some dinner.