‘Sex would be so good right now,’ it said. I duly listened. My unsuspecting husband sat slouched on the opposite end of the couch, Monday Night F...otball hoarding his full attention. I’d have to be sneaky. I wasn’t dressed for seduction. Loose clothing, like the sweatpants I had on now, had become my number one fashion statement. My stomach wasn’t bulging much, but I’d read that tight clothing wasn’t good for a fetus. I’d also taken to going braless. I hadn’t read anything about how that. Ron knew that stocks go up and stocks come down. Which ones to buy, hold, or sell made the time at work go by quickly.Ron had made an effort during the summer to take Beth and her children out. Ron liked her kids and felt that the children needed a father figure was one reason why he was taking them out. The other reason was that this gave him an opportunity to be with Beth. They did Sox's and Cub's baseball games as well as going on sightseeing boats and visited other attractions and sporting. He's an spoiled, electrical engineering major that will always turn me on and trying to hide that fact was really hard. After class let out I headed back to my apartment and just stared at my bed. It almost seemed inviting as I fixed the comforters and pillows while reminiscing about the night before. What sides of the bed we were on, the way Mitch's feet were tangled up in my sheets and the pillows we slept on next to each other. It was almost too much because I hadn't felt anything this real. At the moment, there were only men in the crowd, so Sally started dancing her special sexy dance—I don't know what else to call it. But, when she danced, there wasn't a real man in the audience who did not start to sweat and think lewd thoughts. She could only dance for about 10 minutes before she got too tired to keep going, so she took a break, and Jake called me to the stage.Jake had worked out this routine where he made me out to be the best shot with a pistol in Texas, and he challenged.