Mitchell, eyes having adjusted a little, went over to her, and watched her. “Do you need me to call Dr. Frey?” he asked.She finally finished and s...ood up from the half squat she’d been in, and ran her hands over her very pregnant belly. “N-no it’s okay. I can clean it up.”“Like hell. Go lay down in bed, I’ll clean this,” he said. His voice was a command but his tone was soft. Full of concern and love for his wife, the woman carrying his child.She waddled over to lay down in bed. Mitchell went. She slid her hand over to his back and pulled their bodies even closer, and was immediately rewarded with the feeling of another hard part of his body. Stan's cock was rock solid and pressed against her body. She moaned at the feeling of him as he pressed against her.Stan continued to caress Michelle's butt for a few minutes, then he moved up, over her hip, bringing his hand up her side. As he did so, Michelle pulled away just enough to allow him to cup her breast with his hand, his fingers. That... and telling Keith all about that weird last final night they had spent together. Not too surprisingly, Keith lay there listening to her without interrupting, except to ask an occasional question or two. Beyond that, he was content to have his prick stroked and played with, all the while listening to Lana telling him about this cute little Asian friend of hers."So anyway... as it later turns out, I guess she really was bi. Someone told me a year later they had spoken with her. And, that. My buddies and I spent plenty of nights smoking weed or drinking fantasizing about Deb.Now working for the shuttle buses doesn't seem glamorous, but it did mean I would get to work for Deb who was using the event to impress her bosses. Deb gave me her cell phone number since I would be in charge of making sure i got all the people needed for the job and to organize special transport for all the bigwigs. Deb and I would talk over text and I could tell she was nervous since this was her first big.