The Blind Date

Chapter 1

Good girl

Pulling the fabric down over my body I could feel how tight the dress had gotten since the last time I'd worn it. It had been 6 months and 10lb since my last failed date. Lots of lonely nights, eating snacks and lounging around had expanded my waist. I had ment to join a gym and work it off. I was never the skinny friend, but this was the biggest I'd ever seen myself. Guys liked skinny girls, why was I bothering to go tonight. He won't want this, I thought as a rubbed across my tummy.
I checked my reflection in the full length mirror once again before grabbing my purse and slipping on my heels. I was already running late for my blind date, I didn't have time to change again. I'd be home soon anyway, alone and disappointed.
As I drove to the restaurant my stomach began to flutter at the upcoming evening plans. Why had I agreed to this? Rachel from work had made it seem like fun, saying this guy had asked about me and wanted to meet me. Telling me how kind and fun he was. I should have asked more questions, I should have said no until I'd gotten into a gym and lost 20lb. I wriggled uncomfortably in my too tight dress, noticing how it clung to me, showing my swollen tummy. My breasts were squashed together and pushing up, on the verge of spilling out of the thin, blue fabric. At least the skirt part was a decent length and flared out after my tummy to reach my knee. My auburn hair hung down straight, sitting on my cleavage, hiding the halter straps. It was a lovely dress, it used to fit me so well.
I made a mental note to not eat much tonight, couldn't make it look more obvious than it already is that my clothes were too tight. Maybe he wouldn't show, maybe he'd be boring and I wouldn't be interested anyway.
Before I know it I was parking at the new restaurant in town, nabbing a spot near the entrance. At least if I made a fool of myself I didn't have to come back here again. I checked the little makeup I wore was still intact before clambering out of the car, smoothing my dress down as I took a deep breath.
Pushing through the heavy door I was hit with the heat of the restaurant and the delicious smells all at once. My stomach groaned at the thought of eating, I'd been so busy today I hadn't stopped for a proper meal yet, after only eating some junk on the way home from work. Friday night was finally here, exhausted from work, I'd usually be curled up on the sofa with a takeaway and a rom-com for company. Now I was about to make a fool of myself for some guy that would regret asking for my number.

I was greeted by a bubbly blonde, a few years younger and a few stone lighter than me. Her black shirt clung to her small frame and I couldn't help think how stood next to her I looked so much bigger. When I told her I was meeting someone and gave his name I could swear I saw a look of confusion flash in her pretty eyes. She recovered and lead me to the table, I was so focused on not stumbling in my heels I didn't take the time to notice the man sat waiting until I was right next to him.