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Starting with a late rise on a gloomy Monday morning, the rest of the week passes fairly quickly. You're still adapting to no longer working, to say nothing of juggling the attention of two women in your life. Each day will be a learning experience, no doubt.
You and Val had a little practice with living together while you were recovering, and being with her basically full-time feels like a natural next step. You spend a couple days picking up at your own apartment, and sorta making some soft preparations for your eventual move out. The rest of your time is spent with Val, and Lena completes your throuple for sensual dinners in the evenings.
Come Thursday, you and Val have somehow managed to annoy each other a bit, and agree to do your own things for that evening. Val goes for a swim with Vicky, and you decide to meet Lena for dinner at a Mexican restaurant after her work.
Lena is already at the restaurant when you arrive. She's sitting at a table by the window looking out at the park. When she sees you, she waves you over, and you both grab your menus. You pick out meals in short order, and a first round of chips and salsa disappears quickly too. You look across the table and match eyes with Lena. She's wearing a cute low-cut shirt but all your focus is on her face.
She beams at you and says, "So..."
Before you can say a word, Lena holds up a hand to stop you. She smiles and says,
"This is nice," and her hand settles on your own, tracing your knuckles and fingers.
"This is kind of silly, but I kinda missed those moments back in school, when it was just you and me."
"I kinda missed those moments too," you say, with a chuckle.
Lena laughs, as do you.
She says, "Things change, but change doesn't have to be bad."
You think about this, and you have to admit that she has a point. Things really are different now.
"For instance, you certainly don't seem to mind my chubbier hips," Lena interrupts your thinking, causing you to stare dumbly for a second.
"I do like the way you... um... fill out a dress."
You laugh nervously and try not to look too obviously in awe of her. Lena breaks into laughter, and you find the sound delightful. Before you can respond, the waiter shows up with your orders: a hearty bowl of pork menudo for yourself, and a plate of enchiladas for Lena. Also a refill of chips and salsa of course.
Once the two of you have gotten into your meals a bit, you resume the conversation.
"So," you start, "I was trying to learn about poly relationship dynamics, and I think it's probably good if the three of us aren't actually doing absolutely everything together."
"That's a good point," Lena says between bites, "I think a bit of one-on-one time for our various couplings would be healthy."
She rubs a stocking-clad ankle against your leg for emphasis.
"Don't worry, you can count on me for a full and equal partnership," you say.
"I know I can," Lena smiles.
"I know we're basically making this up as we go, but I want you to know, I'm really committed to not letting you feel like a third wheel," you say.
"I'm glad to hear it," Lena says, but there is still a hint of nervousness to her voice.
Lena stuffs a huge forkful of enchilada into her mouth, obviously trying to calm her nerves. You wait for her to finish chewing before asking, "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine," she says. However, you notice her hands are shaking a bit.
"You're a little nervous," you say.
"A little?" Lena says with a sheepish grin.
Her face and hands fall and she gently slaps the table, "Alright, fine, yeah, I'm nervous about visiting my parents."
"Because?" you ask.
"I think you already know. I'm going to ride the line between saying I'm dating and accidentally outing myself."
You remain silent for a moment before replying, "Lena, I understand. But I know it's going to be just fine. Plus I feel like I can speak for Val on this, you don't need to mention us if you're worried about how to bring it up cautiously."
"I guess," she says. "I mean, I've been hiding that I'm bi from them since I was a teenager..."
Lena fidgets and squirms in her seat before continuing, "I know the odds are good that my parents won't be mad, but it's still just scary to be taking a step like that. It's not something I can ever take back, you know?"
"I know," you softly say, "But you're not going to be coming out to them this weekend, or any weekend, until you decide that you're good and ready. And when you do, Val and I will be there with you, I promise."
"Thanks, Anon," she says, but her voice has grown noticeably softer.
An awkward moment passes, then Lena suddenly perks up and starts tucking into her food again. She grins at you and says, "Well, I'd be more sad if this great meal went cold!"
You chuckle a little too and return to your meal. You and Lena make small talk, polish off you meals, and order some dessert. You're letting Lena have most of a veritable slab of caramel flan when you get a group text from Val.
Lena looks at you expectantly, busily digging into the fluffy dessert. You pull out your phone, turn on notifications, and read Val's message.
"Vicky and I just finished stuffing our faces at her parents' restaurant. We still want some dessert, wanna meet up for ice cream?"
In classic Val style, there is no shortage of goofy emojis sprinkled in. You relay this to Lena and she replies with a hearty "yes". You let her have the remainder of the flan as you reply to Val. Lena senses the urgency and finishes off the dessert in a few big bites. She sets down her fork with a clatter and a satisfied sigh. As you're signing off on the check, Lena teases you, "Two desserts in one night? Anon, if I didn't know better I'd think you were trying to fatten me up!"
You laugh and take her hand as you walk out of the restaurant. "I'm just making sure you stay nice and sweet," you say, gently squeezing her hand.
Lena smiles back at you before she leans in and gives you a peck on the cheek. "I love how you spoil me," she whispers.
You exit the restaurant and start heading towards Lena's car, which is a dull red light SUV. The two of you hop in, and Lena starts the car. Once she clears the parking lot and is in the flow of traffic, Lena speaks up again.
"Anon, I'd like to ask you something."
"Sure, go ahead."
"I've decided that I'd like to be able to eat more in one sitting. Do you know what might help with that?”
You think for a moment. Then you reply, "What, like stretching out your stomach?”
Lena nods. "Yes, exactly. Dunno why I couldn't think of the actual term."
You glance over at her, "Well I don't think it's exactly rocket science. One thing competitive eaters do is train by chugging huge amounts of water."
Lena's eyes light up. "Really? Like, Gatorade? How much water do they chug?"
You shrug.
"I think they mix in a little Gatorade for the electrolytes but as for now much? Well that's gonna depend on you, but maybe start by chugging a gallon?"
Lena giggles at the mere thought of it.
"I can't do that," she says.
You gently squeeze Lena's soft thigh and reply, "Maybe not yet, but that's what training is for!"
Lena rolls her car to a stop at a red light and steals a quick kiss. She pulls away and says, "And you call me a bad influence..."
You both laugh.
The light turns green, and Lena accelerates once more. The radio has been playing rock songs at a quiet volume during your ride. A new song comes on and Lena perks up.
"I love this song!" She exclaims, then turns up the volume on the radio. You're assaulted by a barrage of drums and shredding guitars, but Lena looks like she's having a blast.
You've never really been that into metal, but then again you've never really given it much of a fair shake. And seeing Lena headbanging in time with the song inspires you to have an open mind. You may not like metal, but you're willing to give it a try.
The song's chorus sends chills down your spine:
"You're a slave to your lust, you're a slave to your blood
You're a slave to your heart, you're a slave to your doom
You're a slave to your flesh, you're a slave...”
The song eventually winds down and fades out, being replaced with a more subdued track. Lena turns down the radio and says with a chuckle, "I just realized I probably should have asked if you liked heavy metal, huh."
"My bar for 'heaviest metal ever' was previously Crimson Hurricane, so that was an experience," you laugh.
Lena chuckles warmly.
You continue, "So that band we just heard, what are they called?”
"Void Hex," Lena explains. "I used to listen to them a lot when I was younger, but I'm not as crazy about their newer stuff. That song was titled 'The New Order', off of their third album."
You smile and watch the town go by as Lena drives. You say, "It's funny, I've known you for a decent while and I never picked up on you being a metalhead."
The comment makes Lena laugh, "I really got into it during the family drama. So you can imagine the scene, me working on cakes and brownies while some guy is shrieking about demons and pain."
"I really never would have guessed," you admit, smiling and looking out the window.
Lena laughs again, quickly glancing at you, "That's exactly it! Nobody would! Sweet pudgy Lena, with her flower dresses and smiley-face cookies, actually loves black metal and the like!”
She bursts into laughter once more, and you laugh along. You continue to talk for a bit about music and such, and the short remainder of the car ride is quite enjoyable.
Soon after, Lena pulls into a parking spot at the ice cream shop. Val and Vicky are sitting at a plastic table outside, looking like they just started into some ice cream cones. Lena stops the car and you get out. You meet the gaze of two women staring at you.
Val's predictably wearing the same blue romper she left the condo in earlier. Vicky is crammed into a pair of spandex shorts and a crop top under an unbuttoned long flannel shirt, with a flashy belly button ring drawing attention to her bulging tummy roll. They grin at you and Lena as you approach.
"There you are, mister," Val says with a giggle and a huge grin, "And there's the chubby bitch who kidnapped my man," jokingly referring to Lena.
You bite your lip to keep from laughing, but Lena doesn't miss a beat and snarks back at Val, "And I can't believe my strong girlfriend got kidnapped by that whale sitting next to you," jokingly referring to Vicky.
At that moment, Vicky begins to chuckle in an uncharacteristic fashion. Her eyes dart from Lena to you and back again, and she begins to laugh, despite her best efforts to conceal it. Vicky looks down at her plush belly, giving it a few jiggles and squeezes, then says between giggles, "I count as a whale now? Lena, you flatter me."
Lena stares at Vicky in astonishment before bursting into laughter herself, and soon everybody is cracking up. You're the first to regain your composure, then you take Lena's arm and say, "C'mon, let's get some nice second dessert."
Shortly thereafter, you emerge from the shop with a modest pistachio cone, and Lena is toting a chocolate-drenched sundae. The two of you join Vicky and Val at their table, and catch up on the events of the afternoon.
You're about to mention Lena's new stomach capacity mission when you notice she's slyly sent you a text.
It reads, "Don't mention the stomach training thing. I want to surprise the other girls."
You try to keep an impassive face, but before anybody can notice your body language, Lena speaks up, "So Anon experienced Void Hex today,"
Val looks confused, "What's that? Did you curse him? Don't curse Anon! We need to be careful since we're sharing him!"
Lena laughs at Val's confusion, "No, nothing like that. Void Hex is a heavy metal band."
Vicky maintains a smug knowing smile, and keeps from laughing by chomping into her cone. Val thinks for a second then laughs herself, "Oh my god, I'm such a ditz today!"
Lena traps one of Val's arms and leans in, "Maybe. But you're my ditz," and gives Val a peck on the cheek. You follow and give Val a quick kiss of your own. Vicky's smile widens, and she plucks a loose piece of her cone, then pops it into her mouth.
Speaking around her food, Vicky says, "It's alright, Val. You've, uh.... Just got low blood sugar from swimming recently."
"I do..?” Val starts, eventually getting in on the joke, "Yeah, that's right! In fact, I think I need a big milkshake too, uh for the protein! Like a bodybuilder!”
Lena rolls her eyes, but grins and takes a massive bite of her dessert. While the others are distracted, you shoot Val a meaningful glance, and a wink.
Val grins back and inhales the last remnant of her ice cream cone. Vicky finishes her dessert a moment later, and Val says, "You know what, I think I actually do want even more ice cream. A milkshake sounds like just the thing."
"I have to agree," Vicky says, and heaves herself up from the table.
You rub Lena's thigh and play with the hem of her skirt while the other girls are getting their second helpings. You can practically feel her smile against your face and feel the heat coming from her body as she leans into you.
Vicky returns to the table first, holding a styrofoam cup and sipping at a wide straw.
"What kind of shake did you get?” Lena asks.
"Chocolate!" Vicky answers with a broad smile, showing off her pearly whites, "With caramel."
A few moments later Val trots back to the table with her own styrofoam cup and a pleasant smile. She settles herself at the table, causing the plastic bench to creak slightly.
"I got a rocky road shake. Since it's got nuts, that means it's got protein and it's healthy, right?"
"As Val's de facto swimming coach, I'm gonna approve of that logic," Vicky says.
Everybody at the table has a good chuckle at the abject ridiculousness of that.
Vicky suddenly looks like she has an idea, a goofy grin appearing on her face. Giggling to herself, Vicky takes her milkshake cup and nestles it between her ample cleavage. "Look, no hands!" she laughs, then slightly contorts her chest and head to sip at her drink.
"I like how you think, Vicky," Val says, then regards her own breasts. She pushes her arms together and lightly fondles her chest, apparently calculating how much more boob she'd need to replicate Vicky's stunt.
You glance over at Lena and catch her evaluating her own cleavage with a bit of a blush. She looks up and says to Vicky, "That's ...kinda hot."
"I know right?" Vicky answers. She winks at Lena and adds, "You're doing that 'mental math' face of yours. Instead of wondering, you wanna borrow this cup and actually see if it fits?”
Lena hesitates a moment, making a quick choked sound before replying, "You're serious?”
Vicky grins back nonchalantly, "Yup, absolutely," and extracts the milkshake cup from between her bosoms. She slides it across the table towards Lena. Val watches this exchange silently but with an excited grin. Her eyes flick between Lena and the cup.
Lena picks up the cup, tentatively holding it in her hands. Then, she snugs it into her own cleavage and giggles as the cup stays in place, if not by much and mainly by the support of her bra. She looks across the table at Vicky with a goofy grin and steadily-reddening cheeks. "Ok, now I've got to drink from it?” Lena asks. Vicky replies, "Yep. Shift around however you need to."
Looking down and contorting her neck and chest, Lena's lips make all manner of goofy shapes as they reach for the straw. Eventually, they manage to make contact, and she takes a long sip of the milkshake. The entire table has a good laugh, and she chuckles along.
"This is sooo good," Lena says, licking her lips and exhaling as she returns to a relaxed pose.
Val slowly licks her lips and looks at Lena's chest. "Maybe I'd better.... Inspect it myself to be sure," and before Lena can react, Val's swooped in and takes a drag on the straw too. Lena squeaks with surprise but otherwise is too shocked to react. You can only laugh at this erotic display, and your cock throbs under your waistband. Vicky smacks Val's shoulder and says with mock annoyance, "Val, you pig! Leave my shake alone!”
Val turns to look at Vicky and sticks her tongue out, smarmily saying, "It's not about the shake, it's about how it's drunk."
Vicky raises an eyebrow and says, "Is that so?" A moment later Vicky lunges across the table and is sipping her shake from Lena's cleavage. Lena blushes beet-red but wears an expression that can only be excitement. You can't take your eyes off of this delicious display.
After a few long moments, Vicky comes up for air, her face inches from Lena's. Vicky licks some stray cream from her lips, and a moment later presses them against Lena's. Lena moans softly and arches her back ever so slightly. It's apparent she is turned on by this display of affection. Her hand snakes up Vicky's back of its own accord, and she pulls the other woman tighter. Vicky pulls away, panting lightly and still leaning across the table. She casts her eyes down and says, "Oh, God. Sorry. I don't know what came over me, but I just couldn't resist..."
Lena looks down too, slowly shrinking in her seat. She wordlessly pulls the cup from out of her cleavage and sets it back on the table.
Eyes still down, Vicky mutters, "I just fucked up, didn't I?”
Lena looks away, but not before you see the tears welling up in her eyes.
"I'm so sorry," Vicky says, "I didn't mean to make you...."
You try to intervene, hoping it's not too late, "Ok, everybody hang on. I don't think a kiss between friends counts as cheating."
Val adds soothingly, "I agree," then lightly claps Lena's shoulder, "Lena, baby, I'm not mad. Lord knows I push boundaries plenty hard, and we're all feeling pretty experimental lately."
Vicky still looking down, says, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I just don't know what came over me. I just..."
"I get it," Val says,"I really do. Maybe a warning would have been nice, but you got caught up in the moment."
Lena's eyes are staring to dry, and you take her hand, gripping it reassuringly.
Vicky looks less forlorn, but she still radiates shame. "I still can't believe I just did that. Guys, I'm really so sorry, I'm such a terrible friend..."
You lightly pat your palm on the table. The cheap plastic reverberates surprisingly well. You say, "While we never explicitly set this rule down, I think Lena, Val, and I would be more or less ok with each of us kissing somebody else at some point, right?"
Both women nod, and Vicky looks up with a little more hope in her eyes.
"So how about this," you continue, "Let's promise here and now to be really good about getting definite permission before experimenting outside of our throuple. How's that sound?”
The women collectively nod.
You raise your hand first. "I promise."
Val raises her hand, "I promise."
Lena raises a timid hand, "I promise."
Vicky visibly exhales, and the dark cloud hanging over the table seems to melt away. Val chews her lip and tentatively starts to say, "So.... How would you feel about testing that promise right away?"
You're surprised, but pleased. "Are you serious? Like right now?"
"Yes," Val says, smiling with a bit of mischief in her eyes.
Vicky cocks her head, unsure of Val's intentions. Lena just watches quietly.
Val swallows, then says, "Well, Vicky and Lena had a moment, so... Maybe it's only fair if Anon and I get a moment with you too, Vicky?"
At this point, Vicky's wary expression lightens, and she tries not to smile.
"Ok, Val, what do you have in mind?” You ask.
Val slowly licks her teeth and is staring towards Vicky's plunging cleavage. She says, "Treats are always better with a cute partner, and I owe you some milkshake. So how about I set up this cup of creamy rocky road between your boobs, and we all get a sip and a kiss?”
Vicky's eyes widen in shock, then she begins to smile.
"Really, Val? Now?" Vicky asks, but still smiling.
"Now," Val replies.
Vicky shifts in her seat, getting a little more comfortable and puffing out her chest. "And you're one hundred percent sure you're not mad with me?" she asks.
Val holds her shake cup and grins at Vicky, "Promise we're not mad. This is just a few hot people having a little fun with each other."
Vicky shifts in her seat some more, then nods.
"Ok, I'm ready," she says and bites her lip.
Val leans forward and slowly slides the styrofoam cup between Vicky's soft boobs, the latter visibly tensing with excitement. Val then sensuously rests her hand on Vicky's shoulder, leans in, and takes a long draught from the straw. Vicky reaches up and gently squeezes Val's hand, a very cute and intimate gesture.
"Mmm, that's good," Val says with a satisfied nod.
She then wraps her hand around the back of Vicky's head, and leans in to meet her lips. They kiss slowly, then with greater passion, until Vicky's face is flushed. Val pulls back and looks into Vicky's eyes, which are now glassy and slightly wild.
Vicky gasps, "Wow..." and takes a moment to breathe as Val sits down.
Val turns to you and says, "Ok, Anon. You next?"
You look at Vicky and she shoots you a lusty grin while adjusting the cup between her ample tits. Heart pounding, hardly believing what's about to happen, you take quick glances at Val and Lena. Val just grins at you and nods. Lena looks incredibly turned on but manages to say "Go for it."
You turn back to Vicky, and she makes a "come closer" gesture with her fingers. You lean in close, pausing for a moment to catch the scents of chlorine and Vicky's skin. Next you wrap your lips around the plastic straw, taking a long, greedy drink of the milkshake. The blend of creamy chocolate and rich nutty flavors coat your mouth, and you inadvertently moan softly at the sweetness. Vicky reaches to the back of your head and gently plays with your hair, the pleasurable sensation causing you to hum quietly.
Satisfied with your drink, you come up for air and are inches from Vicky's face, at risk of getting lost in the rich depths of her dark brown eyes. She's nibbling her full lower lip with anticipation, and you reach across and gently stroke her chubby cheek. She leans into your touch, closing her eyes with enjoyment.
Your heart is pounding in your chest, and you can wait no longer. You bring your lips to Vicky's, gently caressing them with your tongue. You wrap an arm around her, drawing her in tighter, trying to mind the cup nestled at her chest. You deepen the kiss, Vicky moaning into your mouth. She tastes particularly sweet, and she works against your lips and tongue with almost a hunger and appreciation. She nibbles your lip as you pull away, and you need a second to remember where you are.
Vicky is looking up at you with a pleased grin. "Val told me you were a good kisser," she purrs, "I'm glad I got to experience it."
You blush and sheepishly grin. You sit back down and rub your mouth on the back of your hand and look towards Lena.
"Three for three?" you ask her.
"Can I? Really?" She whispers.
"Yeah," you say. "We're doing it with permission now, so it's only fair."
Val adds, "Fun doesn't have a scoreboard. Whenever you're ready, Lena.”
Lena takes a calming breath and looks across the table at Vicky. Val's milkshake is still snugly tucked between Vicky's tits, and Vicky looks all too ready to please Lena.
"Nothing's hotter than consent. C'mon over here and get some sugar, Lena," Vicky purrs.
Lena slowly leans forward and cranes her head towards Vicky's chest, reaching her mouth for the straw. She takes a few sips, then moans, "I'm so full, but it's so good..."
"I love hearing those words," Vicky murmurs, running a finger across Lena's cheek.
Lena grabs Vicky's wrist, pausing to look Vicky straight in the eye for a moment. Then, she inevitably leans in and locks lips with Vicky once more. She releases Vicky's wrist, bracing her arm on Vicky's shoulder. Vicky's now-free hand traces up and down Lena's arm as they make out. Lena eventually pulls away, hanging her head near to Vicky's.
"Mmm, yes," Vicky murmurs, rubbing her nose against Lena's.
Lena takes a deep breath and smiles broadly, then slowly sits back down.
Nobody speaks for a long few seconds. You take Lena's hand, and you rub your foot against Val's under the table. She beams at you across the table and responds in kind. The spell is broken with slurping sounds coming from Vicky's direction. The lucky cup of milkshake is still stuffed between her tits, and Vicky is helping herself to some of the drink.
"Ahh, that IS good," she moans, licking her lips, her eyes locked on Val.
Val seems to snap to focus, looking at Vicky with resignation. Vicky giggles and returns the milkshake to its rightful owner. Val accepts, and gently jostles the cup, gauging how much is left. She sighs, but laughs and says, "I'm always happy to share my food for a good cause!"
Lena turns to you, and says, "Was it good for you, too?"
"Uh, yeah," you say, smiling. "It was pretty fun."
"Good," she says, smiling.
Vicky belches, a hand shooting to her mouth and her face lighting up with shock. She looks to you and Lena with a pained expression.
"Sorry! Sorry!" she says, but laughing.
"It's... fine," Lena says, laughing with Vicky.
Vicky groans quietly and rubs her chubby stomach, fidgeting with her belly button ring as she does so.
"Are you... okay?" you ask, leaning forward.
"I'm just, you know... full," she says, smiling.
She pauses, looks around the table, then says, "Thanks for putting up with me, I know I pushed some boundaries today."
Val claps Vicky's shoulder, "Hey, it's ok. We already litigated this and we reached an agreement."
Vicky smiles ruefully at Val, "I know, and I'm glad my dumbassery worked out. Still, I don't think we should make a habit out of this."
"No, it's fine, really. So you're good?" you ask.
"Yeah, I'm good," she says, smiling.
Vicky's smile takes on a wry twist, "Though, to be honest, that whole thing -" she waves a hand for emphasis,"- never would've even crossed my mind if not for the whole Brad situation."
"I'm still so upset about that for you," Val interjects, a hint of that cold fury in her bearing again.
Vicky waves Val off, "It's alright. He'll get his soon enough."
Val doesn't look totally convinced, but she lets it drop.
With that, Vicky slowly huffs to her feet. Her stomach bulges proudly over the band of her shorts, and you swear it's bigger than you remember. She wobbles and leans against the table edge. Her large brown eyes flicker as she looks at all of you. "You three are such good friends," she says softly.
"Thanks, that means a lot," Lena replies.
"I'm gonna have a long day at work tomorrow, so I should get going," Vicky says.
Lena follows, "And I've got an early meeting. Val, how about you let me give you a ride home?"
"That would be great," she says.
"See you two later," Vicky says, walking off.
"She's a strange bird," Val says, "But she's our strange bird. I hope she's gonna be ok."
"Me too," say you and Lena almost simultaneously.
Vicky's head pops back around a corner and she calls out, "Hey Val, I assume you want your workout bag from out of my car?"
"Indeed I do," Val calls back, rising to her feet. "I'll be back in a sec," she says to you and Lena, then ducks around the corner towards Vicky's pickup.
Lena turns towards you, "So you'll help me stretch out my stomach, right?"
"Umm..." you reply, taken aback.
Lena snickers, "I know there won't actually be that much for you to do. It's more about having you around for encouragement and the tummy rubs when I'm all bloated."
You laugh softly and reply, "Of course I can manage that. I'd like to think I'm pretty good at both of those things."
Lena grins and looks directly into your eyes.
"I can hardly wait," she says.
You feel your cheeks warm as you imagine Lena's stomach growing and swollen to its limit. Just as you're about to speak, Val walks around the corner and sticks her head around the corner to look directly at you and Lena.
"Ok, got my stuff," she says, and a moment later Vicky's gray pickup cruises past and onto the road.
Lena gives you a quick peck on the lips and goes to start gathering her trash. "Ready to head back home?" she asks.
"I suppose so," you say.
You pick yourself up to your feet as Lena throws out her trash. A few moments later, you and Val are settling into Lena's SUV. Val has the front seat this time, since it's a better fit for her stature. You're reminded of her muscled build as you slide into the back seat. As Lena starts the engine and begins driving, you allow your mind to wander, imagining how delightfully curvy and soft Val will become as she continues to pack on the pounds. You hear Val and Lena talking in the front seats but you aren't paying attention. You're pulled back into the moment by Val reaching back and nudging your leg.
"Hey, you awake back there?" she asks.
"Huh? Uh, yeah, I just kinda zoned out," you reply.
Lena's attention is on driving, but she speaks a little louder, "So what were you daydreaming about?"
"Just fantasizing about how hot you two will be as you keep gaining weight," you half-lie, though you do start imagining a fatter Lena even as you reply.
"Really?" Val says with a hint of a smirk. "Like you can even imagine that."
"Oh yeah, I can picture you both with very voluptuous figures. Very voluptuous. Thick enough to get stuck in doorways."
"Ha ha," Val says, and you can hear the smile in her voice. Lena rolls her eyes as she drives, but her smile is unmistakable.
"I guess that's a good enough answer to warrant keeping you around," she teases.
"I'm sure we'll still keep you around for other reasons," Val says, and you can hear the smile in her voice.
You reply with a chuckle, "Well I'm glad to hear that!"
The conversation turns to light topics as Lena progresses along the short drive. Soon she's rolling to a stop in front of Val's condo. She pauses and turns to address you and Val.
"So I'll get to see you two tomorrow?" Lena asks.
"Oh yeah," Val replies, "Actually I was thinking we hit Arno's tomorrow for dinner."
"Oh, that sounds great! And I assume it'll be fine for me to stay the night?”
"Like we said, you can stay over any time you like," Val replies warmly.
Lena leans in a gives Val a quick kiss, then draws back and says, "Perfect. Oh man, I'm gonna eat so much fucking pasta..."
You grin at Lena and gently place a finger on her chin, "I'll hold you to that. You know how much I love watching you eat."
Lena's cheeks flush, and you can hear the laughter in her voice as she says, "I think I like hearing you say that."
Your grin deepens, and Lena kisses your finger. A second later, you're pleasantly surprised as she starts to suck on it. She releases your finger and shoots you a lusty smile. "Mmm, you taste so good," she sighs, and your cheeks warm with excitement.
She turns and looks deep into Val's eyes, "I gotta give the two of you something to look forward to," then gives Val a lingering kiss.
The two women catch a moment to rest their foreheads against one another, their contentment plain to see.
The moment can't last forever, however, and Val pats Lena's shoulder, "Ok, Anon and I have to go. We'll see you tomorrow after work!"
"Right, bye."
Val opens the door and steps out of the car. You snag a quick final kiss from Lena, and exit the car too. Lena gives the two of you a wave, then puts the car into gear. She rolls down the road and disappears around a bend.
You and Val stroll up the short brick walkway and enter her condo complex. The evening is still fairly young, so you and Val settle in for some lounge time. You play some video games, watch some TV, and Val scarfs down a couple extra helpings of desserts. You sit back and enjoy the company of your girlfriend, wondering what the hell you're going to do with the rest of your life. You turn and look over at Val, who is playing on her phone while grazing on some chocolates. "Hey honey," you start, "I don't think I know what to do with myself now that I'm retired."
"Don't worry, we'll figure it out. We have time," Val says from across the room.
"Yeah, I guess," you say, still wondering what to do with your life. She senses your uncertainty, and puts away her phone, then walks up to you.
"Honestly that's kinda been on my mind a bit too," Val admits. "Though I suppose I had a bit of a head start back when I started trading from home."
You sit up and lean towards her, and she leans in as well. You take Val's hand, finding comfort in her returned grip, and say, "I guess I should be glad that I'm gonna get so much more time with you, and Lena, and all the other people I care about."
"I'm not going anywhere, and neither are you," Val says. "You're stuck with us chubby lovers, and we're sticking together."
"You really are something else sweetie."
Val beams at this and leans closer to give you a kiss. You feel her hand slide up your arm and under your sweatshirt sleeve, then you feel a tug on the fabric of your sweatshirt and you're lifted up a bit. She pulls your shirt gently but firmly. You follow Val's tug and rise to your feet. You tilt your head back and eagerly meet her lips as both of your hands wander over each other. The kiss is long and soft, but soon you pull back. Both of you breathe heavily.
"I suppose the details don't really matter, do they," you say after a while.
"Not really," Val purrs, "So long as some of those details include giving me attention and food."
You lean in and give her another lingering kiss.
"I love you, Val," you say finally.
"I love you too, baby," she replies. A few long moments pass as Val holds you firmly in her arms. She still smells a bit of chlorine, but she's warm, and actually starting to be a little soft. Something about that really brings a smile to your face.
You feel a yawn make its way though her frame. "Oof, was wondering when that food coma was going to hit," she grumbles. You chuckle softly, then say, "I could call it a night too."
Val lets you go, then leads you by the hand up to her bedroom. Before you know it, you're under the covers and playing little spoon to Val.
"Sweet dreams, baby," she says, and in seemingly no time, you're lost in a sea of sleep, drowning in dreams.