Yet even she found it irresistible and fell under its mesmerising spell. Her body felt as if it was tingling all over. Her breasts felt full and round... her pussy seemed to be moist, and her hips moved rhythmically in her seat. She felt sexually super-charged.It was then that the waiters began to remove their shirts and trousers, all of them did, including Mr. Palmer. Soon they were naked and started to stroke their cock in anticipation of what was about to happen next.Martha addressed the women. ”“You went to UIC and then DePaul, right?”“Yes.”“Why join the Navy?” I asked.“It seemed like a good way to not have to go through the insane grind that comes with being a new associate. I knew I’d have to do two ‘at sea’ tours, which was OK. I did those and was away from my wife most of the last four years. I figured I’d get a Stateside deployment, but somebody decided I needed to go to Japan. I know there was no guarantee, but after two straight ‘at sea’ deployments, the odds of staying. ”“That’s fine for you,” I said, “but what about your baby? Are you willing to let it die too?” This brought more sobs, wailing, and crying from her.“My baby, my poor unborn baby.”I approached her and helped her to stand up, and then pulled the wet nightgown over her head. She had no bra or panties on. She was a sight to behold. Her breasts had filled out from pregnancy to double D size, and she had already started to lactate. Her belly was swollen out by the baby she carried. She was absolutely. We flirted a bit, and seeing the response changed my seat and sat next to her, kept one hand on thigh and started touching her thighs, she did protest this time and tried to stop me, but then I whispered in her ears “ As if I have never seen you naked” which led to smile from her.We did some healthier flirting when both of us, almost at same time were disturbed by calls from respective spouses; I walked out to take call whereas she sat there to receive her’s. I asked Shalini is everything okay.