After all, I used to be a man! I don't have ovaries! I can not be pregnant.But it kept happening and I kept getting sick in the morning. Since I alway... woke up before Michael in the morning (so I could make coffee, fetch the paper, and prepare a light breakfast), I was able to conceal it from him pretty well. Only a couple of times he woke up to find me in the bathroom. "Probably something I ate," I explained.One day, I couldn't stand it, I swear my skirts were starting to feel tight, I went. *****I helped her onto the sofa, and covered her with a light blanket, having decided to let her sleep off the lingering effects of the tea. When she started to come out of her sleep, my office was quiet and dark, except for the glow of the campus streetlights outside. I heard her stirring and came into the room. "How are you feeling, Sam?" I asked as she struggled briefly with the blanket, and then heavily swung her legs off the sofa and she sat up. "Just a little groggy," she said, "but I'm. I sensed John kneel behind me and he slapped my ass. As I felt the sting on my as cheek I felt cold drizzle of lube on my ass and a finger work it into my ass. My cock was hard and hanging untouched beneath me; I was feeling assaulted by the situation, overwhelmed by the firsts and the thought of what John was about to do.John said nothing but I heard him open the condom packet and lube his cock. I looked up at the door and had a sudden thought that someone may walk in. As I finished this. I felt his arse twitch convulsively and he gave a breathy squeakinto my mouth. I knew that he had come all over his plump thighs andbelly, dirtying his clean nightie. I took my lips from his and smiled atmy young conquest. "I told you that you would enjoy it" I said, my handsstill occupied with his arse and his little tits. I heard Susan's gaspinghorrified breathing, aghast at what was happening but knowing that she wasunable to prevent it."It's a pity that you have dirtied another nightie.