Brittany's Belly - Part 16

It was Friday, and that meant back to work at Mrs. Cox’s house, Britt could not be more excited. Steph had treated her to another fast food meal while their mom was out last night, but that had barely put a dent in Britt’s hunger from the day. Yeah the bubbly soda had helped, but at the end of the day that was a band-aid on an open wound. Britt was ready to get her snack on, or so she thought. Her mom dropped her at the Cox residence, but normally Britt would find Mrs. Cox fully ready to relax, instead she was dressed to the nines and looked ready to go out.

“Ah Miss Brittany, lovely. I thought we would do something a little different today.” Britt was confused. She was so hungry, she just wanted a snack, and this was an interruption to that goal. But Mrs.Cox was kind of her employer, so she should probably listen to what she had to say. “Do you know why I took you on Brittany?”

“You needed some help around the house?” Britt answered, since that was what her mom and Mrs. Cox had told her, even though she had done little to actually help around the house, and had spent her two shifts thus far mostly snacking and eating.

“It’s was for much more than that. I wanted you to learn how to live up to your potential. Your mother is nice and all, but there is so much more to this world, this community, than she’s let you see. I want to show you what real style and elegance is about.” To Britt this all sounded a bit floophy, she just hoped she could have a snack soon. “I’m going to take you to one of the most exclusive country clubs in the state. We are going to meet some of my friends for lunch.”

‘Lunch? Count me in.’ Britt thought. It was kinda weird that it was only 10am and they were going for lunch, but she guessed that was when fancy people ate. She certainly didn’t mind. She hopped in the car with Mrs. Cox and took the short drive to the country club. They met three of Mrs. Cox’s friends. None of them looked as elegant or rich as she did, but they looked much more put together than her mom. They were all very happy to meet Britt and excited to have her join them. Britt just tried to be on her best behavior and not embarrass herself, pretty much already the foundation to acting fancy.

They were sat at a really nice round table in the large dining room. Britt was focused on trying to listen to the conversation that was happening around her, she was trying to soak up all the fancy talk, but at the same time she was quite distracted by all the food getting passed around the restaurant. Everything here looked next level. Presentable plates with appealing dishes, Britt was in a bit of awe. Definitely not the McDonald's she had gotten used to eating since she had returned home.

“Brittany dear, the food here is probably going to be a little different than what you are used to.” Mrs. Cox started to explain to her. “They bring the food out in multiple courses, instead of just all at once. The serving size is a little bit smaller than the typical American portions because you’re going to have several plates. Don’t be intimidated, we are going to walk you through each step of the way.”

Brittany felt relieved, Mrs. Cox was way super nice. Britt was just looking forward to some lunch, but knew she had to learn all this fancy stuff along the way. It wasn’t long before Mrs. Cox had ordered the table some drinks and told the waiter what everyone would be eating. The first plate arrived in front of Britt and she wasn’t sure what to make of it. The plate was so big, but the amount of food was so small. She looked at Mrs. Cox who gave her a knowing look, but encouraged her to give it a try. After one bite Britt was on a journey. This tasted like nothing she had eaten before. It was a black truffle mushroom risotto, only a few spoonfuls of a serving, but the richness and taste were indescribable.

Mrs. Cox had told her that the portions were small, but left out the details that they were just as rich and filling as normal meals despite their appearance. There was so much flavor and satisfaction condensed down into a small amount, but each course packed a punch of calories. To Britt though it felt like a serving size her mother would offer her, if only she knew the caloric impact. Either way, Britt was ready for another course.

Another plate was delivered to the table, a course just as elegant as the first, it also went down just as easily as the first. Five courses came and went as Britt enjoyed each one more and more. She was so focused on the food she almost forgot they were in one of the nicest country clubs around. The other ladies at the table continued to chat and pick at their meals, eyeballing Britt from the side, noting her progress. Of course the friends that Mrs. Cox had invited were all from their Wine Club, so they were well aware of the plan in place.

Britt was enjoying herself, this food was so good, miles above most meals she had ever had, she definitely enjoyed this kind of lifestyle. Five small plates though was just getting Britt started. “Umm, Mrs. Cox, do we get to like order seconds at this point?” Britt nervously asked, still trying not to embarrass herself at the fancy restaurant.

Mrs. Cox chuckled as Britt played right into her hand. Five courses was the norm for lunch, but she knew that wasn’t going to be enough for Britt, nor did she want it to be. “Of course dear.” She said with a smile. She waved the waiter over and put in another request. Of course the other ladies at the table didn’t require any additional food, they only needed their mimosas refilled, but Britt only paid attention to food delivered to her though.