"I think the secretary position would fit me best."
While the idea of being a model had a certain appeal to Susan, she was too shy to rise up to the opportunity, and she wasn't entirely sure what the job would entail. The secretary position, on the other hand, was something she felt more then capable of. She'd done no small amount of paperwork when she was a teacher, any accounting work was certain to be within her abilities, and worst comes to worst, there would be someone to ask if there was something she didn't know.
"Excellent! That will certainly make Darla happy. She's been working doubles since our last one quit." Miss Cline said. The blonde rolled her chair towards the filing cabinet. Grabbing the paperwork she needed, she closed the drawer and rolled back to her desk. "Now, this position only starts as a part-time one. We need someone to take the morning shift, 9:00 to noon, Tuesday through Saturday. If you do a good job, eventually you'll be asked to take on a full time position, when one opens up, naturally. Most of your job will be minding the phone, scheduling appointments, basic filing, that sort of thing. Darla will overlap with you for the remainder of this week and the next, then she'll revert to a single shift. So, for today I'd like you to get all your new-hire paperwork filled out. We'll need a void check to direct deposit to your account, and you'll start bright and early tomorrow. Sound good?"
"Sounds great!" Susan was excited. Three hours a day wasn't much, but just having a job again was a good step out the door. She'd prove her worth to Miss Cline, and work her way up to full time. And working at a plus-size store has certain benefits, Susan thought, happy at the thought of the discount, if a little uncomfortable with her recent weight gain. She'd taken pride in how quickly she'd bounced back from Lucy and Greg Jr., but the weight she'd gained while pregnant with Mary simply refused to go away. And her gain had continued after she became a housewife and spent most of her days gorging on the couch with her youngest daughter. With Mary now attending preschool, and her now getting out of the house, she should be able to at the very least halt the trend. And at least working in a plus-size clothing store meant she'd feel less conscious about her own gain then she would around skinnier women.
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Greg, Lucy, and Greg Jr. were all greeted with quite the lavish spread when they got home that night. Susan had decided to celebrate her newfound employment by making a special supper that night, and stopped at the grocery store on the way home. A pot of New England clam chowder (and a bowl of chicken corn chowder for Lucy, who hated most seafood) to start, with a large stuffed pork roast for the main course. The sides were a variety of pasta dishes and buns, and she had large block of butter on the table. Susan had also prepared many of her famous desserts- a chocolate cake, an apple pie (Greg Sr's favorite), a platter of cookies, a tray of tarts, and a large plate of brownies graced the table, all prepared with the help of Mary.
Well, help is only the right word if we consider taste testing helping. The youngest Murphy had eagerly sampled everything her mother had made, and had already eaten a fair amount by the time supper rolled around. She was a little bottomless pit, however, and had no problem finding more room, especially where dessert was concerned.
The family dug into the food with gusto, but none more so then Susan. She'd always been a bit gluttonous, but that had reached new heights when she was pregnant with Lucy. Now she enjoyed nothing more then stuffing her face, with the possible exception of an overly full belly. She'd been trying as of late to curtail that a bit, but with today's good news she felt justified in letting her foot off the brake and eating with reckless abandon.
The fact that she was leading the pack in consumption was quite the accomplishment tonight. Both Lucy and Greg Jr. had leaned heavily towards the carbs, devouring pasta at a breakneck speed. By the time they were done, Greg Jr. had undone his pants, and Lucy, two massive bowls ahead of her brother, was red-faced and gasping from the food baby she'd made, and had to rest for nearly an hour before she had room for dessert. Greg Sr. had demolished the apple pie by himself along with the rest of his supper and had made his way to the living room, where he fell asleep in his recliner. As for Mary, she'd finished her plate of food and managed to talk her way into both a pair of brownies and a thick slice of chocolate cake.
Susan, meanwhile, basically picked up where everyone left off. After eating her soup, she finished off the little bit that remained in the pot. She ate her slices of the roast and ate the rest when everyone else had their share. Bowls of pasta disappeared into her hungering mouth, joined by slices of chocolate cake. Long after everyone else had finished, Susan kept eating. Her feast lasted from six to about ten o'clock, alternating between cleaning up and getting the kids ready for bed and stuffing her face some more. By the time she'd finished up in the kitchen, she'd eaten enough for a family of four, and afterwards slowly lumbered into the living room, the platter of desserts in hand. Gingerly, she laid down on the couch, her normally soft belly as hard as a rock, and she felt relatively certain that her stuffed belly was affecting her breathing. She fitfully dozed, waking occasionally to eat a few brownies or a fistful of cookies.
Greg Sr. woke shortly after eleven, and after kissing his wife on the head, made his way to bed. Mary woke up to a rumbling in her tummy, and made her way downstairs. Seeing the platter of treats by Mommy, she ate brownies and cookies until she felt fit to burst and made her way back to bed. Susan woke up at quarter to twelve. Sitting up with some difficulty, she finished off the heap of fattening desserts, currently not caring about how this would inevitably effect her waistline, then made her way to bed.
She felt so sexy as she undressed, and she woke Greg up with a kiss. "Gregory, my big, strong, handsome man. Susie needs you right now." Her overstuffed belly hurt, but it was a very enjoyable hurt. If Greg had any concerns about his wife's unabashed gluttony, they were forgotten in the heat of the moment. After they had laid down to sleep, Susan closed her eyes, full and happy, and eagerly waiting for what tomorrow would bring.
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