It was a typical neighborhood party, with the people clustered in pre-ordained groups, one group talking football, another gardening, soccer moms in the family room and the do-it-yourselfers in the dinning room. Since I work swing shift I had arrived a little after midnight and had a lot of catching up to do. Fortunately, I lived right next door so I did not have to worry about drinking and driving. I was fixing myself a drink in the kitchen when Lee came in to get more ice. Lee was the hostess and I had been in heat with her since the day she and her husband Brad had moved in. She knew of my interest, but we both knew it was something that was never going to happen and our relationship had settled into a good-natured semi-sexual give and take. Lee was three months pregnant and she had that healthy sexual glow that women get and to me she had never looked sexier.
"I can't get over it, babe. Three months pregnant and still the sexiest woman in town. You look good enough to eat."
Lee beamed at me, "Why thank you sir. All compliments are gratefully accepted."
The front doorbell rang dragging me out of a fitful sleep. I glanced at the bedside clock and wondered who could be getting me out of bed at 9a.m.on a Sunday morning. I grabbed my robe and went to the door; looking out the peephole I saw Lee standing there. I opened the door and invited her in and only then did I notice the strange way she was dressed; high heels and a raincoat, but a glance outside showed nothing but bright sunshine.
Lee turned to me and said, "Did you really mean it last night when you said that even though pregnant I was the sexiest woman in town?"
I stared at her in some confusion - why was she asking me a question like that? Regaining my wits I said, "Absolutely! All you have to do is give me a chance and I'll prove it."
Now, any other time that I would say something like that she would just laugh and call me a big flirt, but this time she surprised the hell out of me - she opened her raincoat, let it fall to the floor, and stood naked in front of me.
"Would you be willing to prove it by fucking me?"
Sweet Jesus, would I ever. I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom where we spent the next three hours doing our absolute best to please each other. She was a tiger in bed and every time I felt that I had given all that I had in me she would manage to get me up again. We only stopped when it was time for Brad to get home from playing golf.
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