She had LVN training and was trying to figure out why I had passed out. ‘My stomach hurts bad,’ I said. I knew something wasn’t right. I had pan...reatitis and this wasn’t in that area of the stomach. But I knew I had reached a point of pain tolerance that was in need of medical attention. Gwen was calling my brother (Alan) and he was on his way to the house. ‘Alan’s just around the corner, he’ll be here in a minute,’ Gwen said in an excited tone. She was calm as could be but still anxious as to. I was in heaven finally getting to not just see someone actually fucking (instead of on a video) but it was the woman I was in lust with and my lover was fucking her husband. She got him to sit on the couch and mounted him reverse cowgirl style facing me and rubbing her tits with one hand and the other hand was rubbing her pussy lips and pulling the hood back off her clit so I could see it sticking out. She was starting to pound on his cock and I could see it going in and out of that yummy. The doctor was very attentive and made several probes and tests of my entire torso before congratulating me on my pregnancy. I was shocked and speechless to say the least. In fact I didn't say anything to the doctor even though she was asking all sorts of questions. At the end of my visit she suggested I must be in shock. She gave me some pills and told me to take it easy and return in two weeks. I was still stunned when I arrived back home in the late afternoon.The gardener and his. ” We were quiet for a moment and I heard the wind against the building high above us. I noticed faint wisps of gray in her jet-black curls. So she didn’t use dye. It would be so easy for her, with such dark hair. Good for her. “So your boyfriend, um…” I snapped my fingers lightly like I couldn’t recall his name. She knew I was teasing her. “You mean Dave?” She raised her eyebrows. His name was Rob, and she knew I knew that. I laughed. We had fallen right back into our easy ways. It seemed so.