You wondered what he was doing there, when suddenly he opened the fridge and grabbed the Chinese from the bag. He set out a plate and opened all of it! scooping out the egg fried rice, noodles, and other dishes onto his plate. Your eyes widened, wondering what he was doing with it all. Surely he wasn't going to eat it all? But it turns out he was going to attempt to! Phil placed the plate in the microwave and heated it up for 3 minutes.
He came and sat in an arm chair that was visible from the top of the stairs. You hid slightly behind the wall, so that he didn't see you. But it didn't seem to matter, as phil dug his fork into the huge plate of food. From this distance you could see it more clearly. There were 5 different dishes on the plate. You watched in awe, as Phil pushed forkful after forkful into his mouth. Barely chewing between each bite. He began to let out slight moans, as he consumed rice, sweet and sour chicken, noodles, lamb in garlic sauce and crispy duck. You couldn't stop staring at Phil, engulfing this food.
You couldn't help but notice, how tight his tank top was looking. With each bite, it looked like it got that little bit snugger. He was about three quarters of the way through, and he was finally slowing down. It looked like he was sweating a bit. This was getting a lot for you, as you were getting hard. Although you and Phil didn't really get along, you had always found him attractive. The bald and big look, really did it for you, but more so when someone had a belly, and they made a pig of themselves. You didn't understand why Phil was doing this, but you were so turned on.
Phil continued to push food into his mouth, as he continued to moan and get harder. Finally finishing the food, and placed the plate on the table next to the chair. Reaching around he pulled a leaver, making the chair recline. He began to rub the distended curve of his belly. Gently caressing it, he spent a good 10 minutes rubbing it, moaning slightly as he did.
You tried to get up and get back to your room, but your leg bumped into the little table at the top of the stairs. You panicked, and peaked. Phil was looking this way but with it dark. He couldn't see you. He began to get up, and you snuck back to your room and got back into bed. Rolling over to face away from the door. You heard footsteps approach your door, which opened. You didn't move or make any noise and just pretended to be asleep. The door closed, and you just lay there. Thinking about what you saw. You were getting hard, but it was late. Did you think about it and play with yourself or did you try and sleep?
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