Faye and the fat kama sutra

chapter 2: faye gets a maid

Faye would not diet or do housechores.
To silence her husband, she sought succours.
Faye hired a maid, to come every day.
Her job was to clean. …well it started that way.
The maid did the laundry, dishes, and floors.
Dusting and bathrooms, down on all fours.

Faye tried her best to keep her demeanor.
Not to look lazy in front of her cleaner.
She made a rare trip, out to the store,
Bought some new clothes, now size 24.
In the beginning, Faye stayed well-dressed,
The maid only saw her wearing her best.

When Faye gets hungry, her self-control wavers.
And so she began to ask for favors.
Excuse me maid, please bring me a snack.
Popcorn will do. Yes, bring me the sack.

The maid’s first impulse was to object,
to set boundaries, to demand respect.
The maid thought,
… that blimp walks 12 steps per day!
Wait. Don’t say that. I do need the pay.
Then some new impulse compelled her to say
Happy to get your snacks for you Faye.

The maid’s first boundary had been overrode.
Soon many others would start to erode.

My lunch has arrived. Can you bring it in?
I’m done eating now. Take my trash to the bin.

The maid cleared the mess, and to her surprise.
Faye had two burgers, two shakes, and two fries!
All this after hours of mid-morning snacks.

Embarrassed, Faye said
Bring me cracker jacks.

The maid grew accustomed to seeing Faye fress.
And she didn’t mind Faye’s frequent requests.


Each time Faye called, the maid paused her tasks.
to placate her boss with favors and snacks.

Faye placed her orders from her desk chair,
She ate without moving her fat derriere.
Faye enjoyed her fattening diet.
Whatever she asked, the maid would supply it.
Rolls of new fat appeared on each thigh
Faye grew more lazy and she grew less shy.

Bring the remote so I can watch telly.
Then get my lunch down at the deli.
I placed an order. Four Reubens are waiting.
Faye found she enjoyed this dominating.

The maid thought
Maybe, she’ll share these Reubens.

Faye ate them all,
Next time get me Cubans.

The maid said,
Noted. I’ll do that for you.
And let me clean this mess for you too.

I’m embarrassed. I ate every scrap.
I overate. And now I need a nap.

The maid said,
Take one. Faye, you work so hard.

Faye smiled at this kindness and dropped her guard.
But I’m having trouble, reaching my feet.
Maybe it’s time to watch what I eat.

The maid said,
Diets are cruelty.
Don’t feel self-conscious in front of me.

Well, I have outgrown my new wardrobe.

The maid said,
Faye, should I get your robe?

Faye blushed,
Yes please. And untie my shoes.
Then I’m off to the couch for a snooze.

The maid said,
Of course. I’m glad to assist.
A sexual tension grew in their midst.
As the maid knelt to remove her shoes.
Faye’s eyes were met with the eyes of her muse.
The maid’s hands were firm, graceful, and strong.
And her fingers lingered on Faye’s legs too long.

Finally the maid stood up with Faye’s shoes.
But that moment left them both bemused.
Faye watched the maid, stretch, squat, and scrub.
Young, lean, and graceful, at work on the tub.
Faye recognized the feeling that grew,
But lust for a woman? That part was new.
She wondered if, maybe, the maid felt it too.