Whenever I saw her bend over I would imagine myself grabbing her hips, and rubbing her round ass. She mostly went around the house in a white t-shirt ...nd sweat pants. She never wore a bra, I know this because whenever she worked in the yard, I could see her nipples pressing through the thin cotton shirt. She would always flirt with me. I never thought much of it. I just saw it as a woman being nice to a young man that worked for her. I knew her and her husband were having problems with the. I grind into him...I return to stand with my back to him, circling my hips as I start to remove my black silk brassiere and place my arm to cover my 32D breasts, my left hand slides down stomach and into my damp, silk panties. I bite down on my lip as my fingers gently rub over my hard little nub.I teasingly ask "Do you want to taste my pussy?" he can just about stifle a moan, "hmmm you didn't say yes" I purred as I removed my hand and lifted my fingers to my mouth to suck my pussy juices off. " You're incorrigible!" laughed Karen. "Yes! I do want to feel your cock again! I mean, feel it for real this time!" Right now?" asked Bill."You wouldn't!" screamed Karen in delight."Ask me, Karen," teased Bill.Karen was coming out of her shell, and so was Bill. They played on each other as they bantered back and forth. She looked at Bill and then at the lump in his shorts; she did want to see 'it.'Karen nervously looked around the car to see if anyone was nearby. "Oh, my God, I can't believe. Monday morning was better as far as morning sickness went, but the day went down hill from there. After eating, I started calling those on the list of OB/GYNs within 30 miles of where I live, that I had looked up on the internet yesterday between naps. Some didn’t even ask my name before saying that the doctor wasn’t accepting any new patients. With others, I got as far as my name before being told that I would not be accepted as a patient. It seemed that the word had gotten out about my being.