Dean got back into his routine. Since he wasn't busy entertaining clients constantly, he worked off the excess weight with ease, and had event began building more muscle than before. He was feeling strong and good. Despite having lost his promotion, he couldn't complain. Sure, he had felt a bit like a failure, but maybe it was a good thing. Maybe the client work wasn't for him. He was happy to take any opportunity that came his way, but as ambitious as he was, he was feeling happier and more himself.
He sat at his desk with headphones in as he heard footsteps approaching. It was Travis, his arch-nemesis. They'd been getting along somewhat better since they were not competing for their position, but there was still some bad blood between them. Travis always enjoying giving Dean a hard time, and Dean was happy to give it back.
"I'm going to need that report by Thursday, Dean. I've got drinks with the heads of Montgomery Inc. on Friday," Travis demanded with a confident grin on his face. Travis loved asking Dean to do things. Dean just grinned and took it for the most part, but Travis wasn't his boss.
Dean rolled his eyes. "Sure thing, big guy," he replied. Dean had been playfully making jabs at Travis' weight. It was almost ironic since Travis had poked fun at Dean when he had put on a few pounds. Now that Dean was in great shape, he had to give Travis a taste of his own medicine. It was clear Travis had gained around 20 pounds in the last month. He was formerly a skinny guy. But the constant client meetings and change of lifestyle was not agreeing with Travis' waistline. Travis was wearing a dress shirt with buttons that were clearly straining to contain all of his new pounds. Travis was about 6'0" with slicked back light brown hair. Dean couldn't help but notice his face had been looking a little fuller and his dress clothes showed off his growing curves. He wondered if this trend would continue.
Travis either pretended he didn't hear the 'big guy' comment or didn't take note as he walked back to his desk. Dean couldn't help but notice the way he butt filled out his pants. He envisioned what Travis would look like even bigger.
Dean shook himself out of his lost focus and back toward his work. He sighed, the report Travis asked for wasn't nearly ready. It was Monday so he'd only had a few days to get it together.
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