I don't know what it was, but with each passing month Lexy got a little rounder and the rounder she got the sexier I found her to be. I just couldn't ...eep my hands off of her. I fucked her every night, sometimes two and three times, and I fucked her in the morning before leaving for work. I told my secretary that I was going to call on customers and then I left the office to hurry on home. The florist's delivery van was parked in front of the house when I got there so I went around to the back. But he didn’t pass me, he pulled along side and traveled with me at the same swift speed. Normally I would not look over, but the new me didn’t have that fear. When I glanced over I saw he was smiling at me with the most beautiful smile on a face that made me feel a catch in my breath. My return smile was automatic, there was no thinking about it, one couldn’t help but return that smile. I felt myself blush and yes, even giggle. This was the stuff of twenty year olds, this does not happen at. Trying to ignore it I kept scrubbing, but the thought of someone watching me was almost enough to get me horny. blood was racing to my tits as I continued to wash. I paid to much attention to the mud on my breasts that I was getting myself off by just touching them. But before I could do anything I was found out.“I knew it!” The voice stayed hidden, but it sounded too familiar. Almost like I had heard it a thousand times and now forget who it was. “I had a thought that you were a lesbian, and. So here I was, enjoying my shower. Oh god, it felt good to wash. Then I heard the doorbell again. “Awwh” I said to myself. So I hurriedly put on a bath robe, and went to answer the door. It was the delivery guy, he laughed and I followed. “Sorry, I forgot my clip board.” He said. I looked around and saw it by the door, he must have left it when he filled out his card to leave the neighbours. I bent down to retrieve it, and as I turn around my robe untied its self. “Oops, sorry.” I quickly.