Brenda looked at me and smiled, because she knew just how much Iliked being pregnant."It doesn't look like this is a one day thing Karen!" It's not. I...have a whole week to be myself and I intend to enjoy everyminute of it. I stopped by to catch up and see you."We hugged again, and Brenda told her boss she was going to lunch with anold friend.She could see that my expression of a pregnant woman was perfect thistime. She said that I even seemed to glow a little. We had a wonderfullunch and I. With her fingers now she searched for an opening to free my member from my boxers. I was so glad I had worn boxers and that the fly was open and free for her hand. Within seconds she had freed my cock and was now stroking the entire ember under the top as we finished out meal. As she stood up she dropped a knife and fork on the floor and with a smile she bent forward and slipped down to pick them up. She turned her head allowing her to have a full view of my hard cock. With a slight moan she. "You act like you're proud of the fact." Nooooo!" she wailed miserably. "Roger, no, please, I'm not proud! I'm sick, just sick!" You goddamned well ought to be."She continued to sob against his hirsute chest, her nails digging lightly, convulsively, into the skin. "Roger... Roger, are you sorry you... did it with Cindy Cord?" Hell no, I'm not sorry."The words were like a whip in her brain, a well-deserved verbal chastisement, and she felt the masochistic need to hear more. "Was... was she good. Fat Chance!!!! Steve finally arrived but he just sat down next to me and watched the game. I was hoping he would take me to dinner but when he finally got up instead of taking me out, he led me upstairs to his room. As anxious as I was to suck his cock it was a bit humiliating because everyone knew what we were about to do and as we walked away I could see the guys giving each other looks and laughing. When we got to Steve’s room he sat down on the bed and said, ‘Caroline, why don’t you take.