Brittany's Belly - Part 12

Alright, maybe this summer wouldn't be so bad. Britt's mom was being a total bitch, but at least her sister had her back, and Mrs Cox was nice. As long as everything else this summer went as smoothly as it did with them, she'd be happy as a clam. Britt felt like it was only a matter of time before she could get her mom off her back too. Things would go back to normal before too long, she was feeling sure of it.

Today was not that day though. Britt was welcomed into the kitchen for her paltry breakfast, which she mindlessly tossed back like it was nothing. All of her thoughts were on getting out of the house, away from her mom, and over to Mrs Cox. Britt wished she could drive so she wouldn't have to rely on her mother to get over there. Thankfully Steph would be out of school in a couple of weeks and Britt could probably get a ride from her instead.

Britt dashed from her mom's car into the mansion of the Cox's. "Good morning Brittany, it's lovely to see you again!" Mrs. Cox smiled as she awaited Britt in the pristine kitchen once again, this time accompanied by a plate of donuts. Britt’s jaw almost dropped when she saw the plate. She didn’t even know what right donuts had being in such an upscale place such as this. Mrs. Cox surely looked like she had never eaten a donut a day in her life. “I thought you might want to get the day started with a little snack.” The devilish grin not fading from her face.

Mrs. Cox gingerly slid the plate with a half dozen plump sugary donuts towards Britt. The hunger filled teen wanted nothing more than those donuts, but Britt still had some semblance of willpower and grace, calmly grabbing the most prominent donut from the top of the stack, rather than attacking the plate like a hyena. She was not disappointed though, this was no run of the mill coffee shop donut, this was gourmet. Crafted with love, using quality ingredients, and not skimping one bit on the filling. The creme filled donut then disappeared quickly between Britt’s lips before she reached for another one.

While Britt stuffed her pie hole, Mrs. Cox explained the plan for the day, you know the guise for getting Britt over here. She had made up some menial cleaning task for Brittany to do, nothing very strenuous, and something that afforded her plenty of time to snack, and easy access for food. “And take a break at noon. I don’t have much here, so order whatever you want for take out on me, and have it delivered.” If Britt thought for more than two second about what was going on here she might see Mrs. Cox ploy, but these days Britt cared more about herself and her cravings. She didn’t have time to stop and think about everyone else.

By the time Mrs. Cox had finished talking and handing her credit card to Brittany, Britt had finished her plate of donuts, licking her lips like she was victorious. She got to cleaning, but didn’t really know what she was doing, not that she was asked to do much. Since she was so aimless, she found herself just thinking about snacks and visiting the kitchen often. Soon her thoughts drifted from snacks to lunch. There were so many options. Like with everything Britt needed to make this meal count, because tonight it was back to lettuce and boiled carrots. There had been one thing she’d been craving since she got back home, and with free reign she figured it was as good a time to make it happen. She pulled up the menu on her phone, and spent the next 20 minutes deciding what to order, it all looked so good. She settled on a few items, after not being able to make up her mind. Either way Mrs. Cox was paying and it’s not like she couldn’t afford it.