I Love When People Notice My Fat
My girlfriend's family is a bunch of blunt, humorous folks and they always tease and scold my girlfriend about her weight. They keep it loving and light hearted and it helps that she has a good sense of humor too.
Last time we visited her folks she hardly walked through the door begore her dad joked about her getting a beer belly. Her mom joked about the two of them sharing the same jeans any day now and said that's what happens when you date a chef even asking me if I'm trying to fatten up her daughter!
Later we went out to the bar with her sister who teased, "I think Dad is right, you ARE getting a beer belly!" With that my girl patted her tummy and replied, "It's a whiteclaw belly thank you very much! And your one to talk! You're getting love handles, girl!"
Inevitably this leads to my girlfriend and her sister comparing their tan, tattooed tummies and pierced bellybuttons so they can argue about who's getting fat. Usually they ask my opinion on the matter too.
When we got home she had to unbutton her jeans just to sit down. She had the drunk munchies so I made her some chicken alfredo. Teasing her for having quite the appetite and being my carb queen. Saying, "All this late night pasta is gonna go straight to your tummy, hun!"
She drunkenly admitted to gaining a few pounds
Last time we visited her folks she hardly walked through the door begore her dad joked about her getting a beer belly. Her mom joked about the two of them sharing the same jeans any day now and said that's what happens when you date a chef even asking me if I'm trying to fatten up her daughter!
Later we went out to the bar with her sister who teased, "I think Dad is right, you ARE getting a beer belly!" With that my girl patted her tummy and replied, "It's a whiteclaw belly thank you very much! And your one to talk! You're getting love handles, girl!"
Inevitably this leads to my girlfriend and her sister comparing their tan, tattooed tummies and pierced bellybuttons so they can argue about who's getting fat. Usually they ask my opinion on the matter too.
When we got home she had to unbutton her jeans just to sit down. She had the drunk munchies so I made her some chicken alfredo. Teasing her for having quite the appetite and being my carb queen. Saying, "All this late night pasta is gonna go straight to your tummy, hun!"
She drunkenly admitted to gaining a few pounds
36-40, M
