Gaseous State teacher (extra 2)

Something that has been bothering me since engaging with Carol is her unusual spike in appetite. A month ago, she seemed to eat like normal whenever we had dinner together, and yet, despite keeping up the appearances, she eventually let her guard down and began eating and behaving like she seems to do daily, whenever nobody is around. My mother always told me that women behave almost unrecognizably different when they are alone or when they get too comfortable, and she seemed to be right, as always. 

We had just finished dinner together, and we had a very filling bowl of pasta. However, tonight she seemed to be much hungrier than usual. Whenever I ate at her house, she wouldn’t eat too much, but today she had twice as much. It could be said that she has been controlling her appetite in front of me and that our frequent dinners together let her to eat a lot very suddenly as she can’t control her hunger anymore, or maybe she was just letting herself go since I don’t give a fuck about her eating habits. 

Either way, her stomach was rounder than ever after she finished sucking the last of her pasta. The movie we were watching was distracting enough that she didn’t seem to be paying attention to her behavior, and burped while sighing, seemingly deflating in her seat. A froggy sound could be heard coming from deep within her gut every now and then when she breathed, showing signs that her stomach was so full that the air inside her belly was battling to scape her esophagus. 

I usually aren’t aware of these many details, but her round figure in the closeness of sitting together was dangerously difficult to ignore. Then, she suddenly senses that I was watching her and turns my way, but I evade her and look away, not even looking at the movie to cover that I was staring at her. Even so, she didn’t say anything and just went back to look at the movie. 

She grabbed the glass of wine and drank what remained of it like she likes to do every time she finishes eating. The liquid easily went down her throat, and she kept swallowing as she placed down the empty glass. 

She rubbed her belly while she sighed, feeling the pressure of her shirt push all the food she had consumed. It looked painfully tight around her midsection, but I didn’t say anything and tried to focus on the movie, no matter how distracting her stomach noises could be. 

However, just as I was beginning to focus on the movie while she rested her head on my shoulder, a wave of growls rose through Carol, emanating sounds akin to a monster that eventually got stuck at the top of her palate. She gave it her best to stop the belch from coming out and held it inside her mouth, quickly turning her head towards my ear and letting out a small, airy burp that seemed to end quickly, only to be followed by the wettest and most deep belch her mouth could handle, humidifying my ears in the process and landing some spit on my face. 

“Oh my god,” she quickly covered her mouth in embarrassment. “I thought it was going to be smaller, that was disgusting.” 

Having a beautiful lady eat to her heart’s content, let her natural burps out and behave unladylike was enough for any man to know he had finally won at life, but the invitations she made when burping straight into me was one other than her way of seducing me into dumping my self-control. 

I took hold of her face and looked straight into her surprised brown eyes. 

“Lord, forgive me for what I’m about to do.”