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David sat staring at his computer screen, trying to will the machine to complete the boot operation. The desktop showed up on the screen and he was just about to let out a whoop of triumph, when the screen turned that unmistakable bright blue and the machine shutdown.
"Pig fucking piece of shit!" he said, his hand sweeping out to destroy the carefully built stack of Mountain Dew cans. Outside his window the sky was black. How had that happened? He let out an exasperated sigh and looked at his watch. It was already 9:30 at night; he'd been at this for 6 hours. With an exasperated sigh he began banging his head on the desk where the tower of cans had recently stood.
"Um Dave, are you ok?" asked a voice from the doorway. David looked up in surprise, not knowing anyone else was in the office.
"Oh shit, Mae," he said, "you scared the heck out of me! I thought I was alone."
"Sorry, I had some work to do." She looked down and then flashed a meek smile. "Look I can tell you're not here at 9:30 because you enjoy the comfortable chair, so I know you must be having some major problem, but could you take a couple seconds and look at my system? My screen just got all funky."
Dave sighed again, this was typical. Every time he had an issue, or some deadline to meet, some stupid user or another had some "emergency" they needed fixed. Usually it was a missing photo of their cat, a favorite non-work related web site that wouldn't come up or a password they had forgotten for the umpteenth time. Things had been a lot easier around here before they had laid off the real IT techs and Dave had been christened the company's "computer guy", just because he knew how to boot his system up. Computers were a hobby for him, but he wasn't qualified to run a help desk. Not to mention that he had his own work to do.
Most of the issues people called him on were stupid shit, user induced problems that accompany unskilled users where ever they go. The dreaded ID10T error, he called it. But Mae was different. She was pretty computer savvy, and on the few times she did have to call him, it was usually something major that wasn't her fault.
"Sure," he said with a sigh, "it's not like I'm getting anywhere fast with this." He stood and started walking down the hall to Mae's office.
"What's wrong with your computer?" she asked.
"It's broken," he quipped back, parroting the most often given answer when he posed that question. This elicited a chuckle from Mae, because she knew how much that aggravated him. "No seriously, the damned thing is broken. The boss let his k** get on my computer while I was at lunch today and play some game he downloaded. By the time I got back the virus the little shit downloaded along with the game had eaten half my hard drive."
"Oh my gawd," said Mae genuinely shocked, "how bad is it?"
"It's bad," said Dave rolling his eyes. "I finally threw in the towel and tried to reformat the freakin thing. That was at 4:30. You can tell how well that worked out."
"Wow, you mean you couldn't even wipe the hard drive? You think the boot sector is destroyed? Maybe some physical damage to the drive itself?"
Dave blinked a couple times. He new she was literate, but didn't know she knew anything technical about computers. "Yeah," he said slowly, "maybe so. Say, where'd you learn that anyway? I figured you'd be the kinda girl who thinks a boot sector is the section of the local shoe store."
Mae slapped him on the arm and laughed. Dave always got along with Mae, and They often went out for drinks with other co-workers after work hours 5'6" tall, fairly petite, with shoulder length black hair and green eyes, Mae wasn't too bad to look at either, if a bit skinny for his tastes. That had all changed recently, as Mae was about 5 months pregnant. Her body had blossomed and the weight she had gained had filled her out in all the right places. Her ass had a smooth roundness that replaced the slightly flat rump she normally had, and her breasts had increased at least a cup size to a nice full B, or a small C. The most distinctive change had been in her face, where the added flesh had softened her features. Like all women carrying a c***d, her skin glowed with health, and Dave thought she had gone from pretty to hot as hell, despite the obvious swell of pregnancy in her belly. Of course, Dave had always found pregnant women attractive, a feeling that always made him feel a little perverted.
They entered Mae's office and the problem was obvious to Dave. Her screen was a swirl of discolored images. "Wow!" he exclaimed, "you didn't spill coffee or anything on this did ya?"
"Very funny," said Mae, tapping her food and arching her eyebrows. "It's been doing this for a couple days, but before turning off the monitor and turning it back on seemed to fix it. This time though, it won't reset."
"A couple days? Why didn't you say something?"
"Come on Dave, I know how busy you are. I figured when you had time I'd mention it. I didn't think it would just go poof!"
Dave smiled at her consideration, something he wasn't used to around here. "Well, I'll tell ya what, I'll go get you my monitor then I'll pick you up a new one tomorrow when I buy my new hard drive."
"No, no" said Mae, "it's not that big of a deal. I don't want to take your monitor."
"You mean the one plugged into my computer that doesn't work?" he said with a chuckle. "No stress, I need to get out of here anyway before I lose my mind."
"OK, go ahead. I have to run to the bathroom. Sorry, it's an hourly occurrence when you're pregnant."
Dave grabbed the flat panel off his desk and hooked it up in Mae's office. He rebooted the computer and launched a web browser to make sure it was working. As he started to type in a URL, the history popped in the name of a recently visited site, preggos. Dave blinked a few times, surprised to see something like this pop up in Mae's history. He then decided it must just be his perverted thoughts playing tricks with him again and hit the enter key to bring up the site. What he got was a site called Preggo Sluts, which turned out to be exactly what he had imagined it to be in his dirty mind. Shocked he clicked on the members button and was surprised to see the computer already logged in.
He shook his head and looked at the screen again. Had Mae been surfing through porn sites at work? Opening up her History folder, he clicked a couple of the links in the site she had been to. Sure enough, all were hardcore pictures of pregnant women getting fucked by a series of big dicks. This was the kind of site he might visit at home on a lonely Friday night after drinking a couple of beers, but Mae? At work? He was stunned.
"Dave!" said Mae behind him.
His mind raced as to how to explain what he was doing. He was instinctively embarrassed that he had been caught looking at such a site at work. Just as suddenly he realized that he wasn't the one getting caught, he was the one doing the catching!. He turned to see Mae, her face flushed with embarrassment, her mouth slightly open as she tried to form an explanation.
"Hey Mae," he said teasingly, "I was testing out your monitor and some strange links started showing up, so I thought I should take a peek to see if someone might have tampered with your system. You wouldn't happen to know who's been visiting Preggo Sluts, would you?"
Mae turned crimson now. "Look Dave, I can explain..."
"Wow," said Dave, clicking another photo in the history, "I've found some porn on company computers before, but this is some hardcore stuff."
"Dave, it's not what you think," she stammered.
"Hey wait a minute," he said. "This file here is time stamped at 9:20 tonight. You mean this is why you were working late? You came and sweet talked me away from my desk, where I was actually working, so I could fix your computer so you could look at porn? Now that's ballsy!"
He was really only teasing, because he could have given two shits if she looked at porn at work or anywhere else, in fact it was kind of a turn on. His grin died though, when he looked up to see her fighting to hold back a wave of tears. Suddenly all teasing left and he stood up quickly.
"Look Mae," he stammered, "I'm sorry, I was only teasing you. Don't worry; I'm not gonna rat you out or anything like that. I could give a shit what you look at. It's OK." He walked over and put his hands on her shoulders. He was surprised when she flung herself into his arms, burying her face in his chest and clenching him tightly, bawling.
"I'm sorry Dave," she cried, "I don't usually do things like this. Please don't think I'm a bad person."
"What?" asked Dave shocked. He laughed lightly. "Think you're bad because you looked at porn? Oh come on, do you have any idea how many porn sites I've been too." Almost instantly he wished he hadn't said that, and felt himself blush a little too.
"Look," he continued, "I guess I just figured you for the last person in the office who'd have to look at porn here at work. I mean, I know you have a boyfriend and all, unless you are trying to hide the fact that you like porn from him. Although it's usually the guys that get nailed for porn, I don't think I've ever caught a girl before. Not that there's anything wrong with that, in my opinion. I could care less, like I said."
He paused. "I'm rambling aren't I? Sorry Mae, but don't cry. I don't mean to upset you, I was just teasing you."
Mae sniffed and looked up at him and nodded. "I'm sorry I fell apart like that. Normally it wouldn't matter, but I'm just really emotional lately. You know, pregnant."
Dave smiled and gave her a little hug. "It's all good. Although, I am surprised by your choice of web sites. Am I to assume this has something to do with your present condition."
Mae sat heavily in her chair, the sour look on her face returning. Dave groaned, "Fuck I'm sorry Mae. I guess I shouldn't have tried to tease you again. I'll lay off."
"No, no, it's not your fault," Mae said. She looked up at him shyly. "Look, I'm just wound a little tight. I suppose for keeping it quite, you deserve to tease me a little. And as far as my choice of sites goes, yes it does have something to do with my condition."
"I guess I can see that," Dave said matter-of-factly.
"Can I ask you something Dave?" said Mae coyly again.
"Sure," said Dave, not seeing the trap because he was too happy to see her stop crying.
"Do you like my choice of web sites?"
"Um," Dave stammered. "Oh what the hell, it's not like you're gonna call me a perve for liking a site you liked. Yeah, sure, I like your choice of sites."
"See that's what I thought," said Mae indignantly. "There are all these sites out there, so there must be some guys who get off on screwing a pregnant chick."
"Huh?" said Dave, once more confused.
"Look, I just had to see it for myself," she said. "And I'll admit that after checking them out, I kinda got addicted. I guess you always want what you can't have."
"What," said Dave, looking at the screen, "sex with a guy with a 14 inch cock while bent over a motorcycle?"
"No," she said exasperatedly, "sex with any guy anywhere."
"Huh?" asked Dave. He was confused. He knew she had a boyfriend, was she saying they weren't having sex? What was he an idiot?
"Nothing," Mae said quickly, "never mind. Look thanks for fixing my monitor. Sorry it wasn't for something important."
"No, no, no, wait a second," said Dave. "Mae, are you trying to tell me your boyfriend won't make love to you?"
"What boyfriend?" asked Mae, disgustedly.
"Um, the one I met last summer at the company picnic? You know, the father of your c***d?" Dave pointed at her swollen belly.
"Oh," said Mae as if having a revelation, "you mean the heartless cocksucker who got me knocked up? Yep, he's history, has been for months?"
"What?" exclaimed Dave. "You mean he found out you were pregnant and split on you?
"Oh no," said Mae sarcastically, "he was fine with me being pregnant. No, this little bastard had another problem. You see he couldn't stand the thought of having sex with me knowing I was pregnant."
"Excuse me?" asked Dave. "What a schmuck. So he left you because of that?"
"No, I kicked him out after I caught him cheating on me. You see, he wouldn't fuck me because he thought it was wrong, but felt it was ok to go fuck around on me. Guess he figured only one of us should stop having sex."
"Oh dear lord," said Dave.
"And one can't exactly go trolling for men at the club with this," Mae stroked her swollen belly gently. "I can't even pick up a guy for a one night stand, so it's been a while since I've had any, um, relief. Shit after that I couldn't even bring myself to masturbate. I mean, it's hard to fantasize about a man touching you when you know they are all repulsed by you. So when I found these sites, well, I guess I started to believe that men did find pregnant women attractive. At least some small, slightly twisted, minority of men."
Dave's mind reeled as his mind built an image of Mae, her legs spread and propped up on her desk, skirt raised, fingers buried in her panties as she looked at the hardcore sites on her computer. Dave blinked and looked at her again. "Look Mae, that's bullshit. Most men believes that pregnant women are beautiful. The problem here is that one dickweed was looking for an excuse to fuck around on you, nothing more. And not being able to pick up a guy at the club is a matter of respect, not because you aren't beautiful. Guys at those clubs are trolling for a woman to be an object for sex, but a pregnant woman is an object of motherhood. Who's gonna disrespect their own momma?"
"Maybe you're right, but that still doesn't make it any easier." Mae looked up at him coyly again. Slowly she stood and took a couple steps toward him. "Tell me honestly, Dave, do you think I'm beautiful?"
Dave chuckled, "Mae I've always thought you were hot."
"OK," said Mae giggling, "Now compared to before I was pregnant."
"No question," said Dave, "you're twice as beautiful. I always thought you were a little skinny for my tastes, but being pregnant has filled you out in all the right places. You ass is rounder, your breasts are fuller, but mostly it's the softness to your face. And of course, you have that glow about you that all pregnant women do." He had said it instinctively, but now was wondering what the hell he was thinking. He should have just said yes and kept his mouth shut, but she had asked and he had just told her the truth.
Mae slowly crossed the distance between them, walking with such deliberate care that Dave couldn't take his eyes off her. She reached up and put her arms around his neck, pulling him down into a kiss. He gave no resistance, still too lost in the moment to really analyze what he was doing. Her tongue played in his mouth as the slow, passionate kiss drown out all other sensation. They broke the kiss and Dave blinked his eyes, looking down at her.
"Dave," she said huskily, "if I asked you to prove what you said, if I asked you to take me right here, would you?"
"Would I what?"
"Make love to me? Have sex with me? Fuck the shit out of me?" She kissed him again, this time hungrily, pleadingly. Dave was swept away and he became conscious of the hard points of her nipples pushing into his chest.
"Look Mae, I don't know if you are thinking clearly about this."
"Dave, I'm not talking about marrying me or any of that bullshit. All I'm asking is for some relief. I need a man, bad. I've never been this horny and I know it being pregnant that's causing it. I need sex Dave, I need it bad. I want you Dave."
Dave had this sudden irrational feeling that he was about to be used. "So you just want me to be an object of relief, eh?" He winced as soon as he said it. What a dumbshit, he though.
Mae just smiled and kissed him softly. "Look Dave, I can't help it, you don't know how degrading this has all been for me. Do you know what it's like to be made to feel like you are ugly and undesirable? To not think you are attractive to anyone?"
"Mae," started Dave with a chuckle, "you just described my entire high school career."
Mae laughed. "Look Dave, I 'm sure you know what all that pent up sexual frustration feels like. Well, double it, because that's what being pregnant does to every emotion. Even if I could go trolling for some guy at the club, I couldn't bring myself to do it. Even as horny as I am, I want it to be with someone I can trust. I've always been attracted to you, but I never would have come on to you, not until now. The way you've treated me, the things you said tonight, if that's truly how you feel, then I know I can trust you. I know that you'll understand what I mean, what I need, when I look deep into your eyes and say fuck the shit out of me."
"A horny hot chick whose ass I've been staring at for 2 years wants me to fuck her and the only problem is that she pregnant?" chuckled Dave. "How can I say no to something like that?" They kissed again, passionately and Dave let his hands slide down to caress her ass. Mae stopped him.
"Wait, not here though."
"Why not?" asked Dave playfully. "There's no one here but us."
Mae laughed. "Because my back won't take the desk. Pregnant, remember?"
"OK, fine. My place then," said Dave. "I'm only three blocks away."
They quickly shut down their systems and nearly ran to Dave's apartment. They were barely in the door when Mae started to strip off his clothes.
"Hey wait a minute," said Dave. "What ever happened to romance? You aren't even gonna buy me dinner first?"
"Look I promise we'll cuddle afterwards," said Mae breathlessly, fumbling with his pants, "and if you make me cum really hard I'll buy you a Big Mac later."
"I'll tell you what," said Dave stopping her busy hands, "how about I sit here on the couch while you stand over there and take off your clothes. Slowly."
"But..."
"Come on Mae, humor me. I think pregnant women are extremely sexy. I've been on a site like you were looking at or two in my day and I find the changes a woman's body goes through during pregnancy to be very erotic."
He could see Mae's mind working, her self-consciousness playing havoc with her emotions. She was still embarrassed by her body. "I have a confession, too," he said, "I've been undressing you with my mind for the last four months, imagining these changes. I want to see your gorgeous body just as it is now."
"Really?" she asked playfully.
"Do it baby, and I'll make sure you cum at least twice."
With that he plopped down on the sofa, clad now only in his boxer shorts, and motioned for her to stand in the center of the room. All giggling gone, Mae started to remove her clothing, her eyes ablaze with lust. It wasn't a strip tease, she was too wound up for that, but Dave gave her points for trying to control herself.
She kicked off her shoes, and with shaking hands, unbuttoned her jeans. She then reached up and pulled the thin turtle neck up and over her head. Dave licked his lips as he saw the purple bra, her swollen tits spilling out as if to escape. He locked eyes with Mae and smiled. Taking it as a cue that he liked what he saw, she reached back and unclasped the bra. It fell to the floor revealing her heavy breasts, definitely a size C now. They sagged just a bit under their newfound weight. Each breast was capped with a coffee colored areola, the size of a silver dollar. Her nipples were hard and stuck out at least a half inch. Mae reached up and cupped her tits, squeezing them and closing her eyes. A little dribble of milk oozed from the right breast.
"Sorry," said Mae looking embarrassed. "I just started lactating a couple days ago. Nothing big though." She was apparently afraid this would turn him off.
"Mmm," he said licking his lips, "I can't wait to taste them."
"Pig fucking piece of shit!" he said, his hand sweeping out to destroy the carefully built stack of Mountain Dew cans. Outside his window the sky was black. How had that happened? He let out an exasperated sigh and looked at his watch. It was already 9:30 at night; he'd been at this for 6 hours. With an exasperated sigh he began banging his head on the desk where the tower of cans had recently stood.
"Um Dave, are you ok?" asked a voice from the doorway. David looked up in surprise, not knowing anyone else was in the office.
"Oh shit, Mae," he said, "you scared the heck out of me! I thought I was alone."
"Sorry, I had some work to do." She looked down and then flashed a meek smile. "Look I can tell you're not here at 9:30 because you enjoy the comfortable chair, so I know you must be having some major problem, but could you take a couple seconds and look at my system? My screen just got all funky."
Dave sighed again, this was typical. Every time he had an issue, or some deadline to meet, some stupid user or another had some "emergency" they needed fixed. Usually it was a missing photo of their cat, a favorite non-work related web site that wouldn't come up or a password they had forgotten for the umpteenth time. Things had been a lot easier around here before they had laid off the real IT techs and Dave had been christened the company's "computer guy", just because he knew how to boot his system up. Computers were a hobby for him, but he wasn't qualified to run a help desk. Not to mention that he had his own work to do.
Most of the issues people called him on were stupid shit, user induced problems that accompany unskilled users where ever they go. The dreaded ID10T error, he called it. But Mae was different. She was pretty computer savvy, and on the few times she did have to call him, it was usually something major that wasn't her fault.
"Sure," he said with a sigh, "it's not like I'm getting anywhere fast with this." He stood and started walking down the hall to Mae's office.
"What's wrong with your computer?" she asked.
"It's broken," he quipped back, parroting the most often given answer when he posed that question. This elicited a chuckle from Mae, because she knew how much that aggravated him. "No seriously, the damned thing is broken. The boss let his k** get on my computer while I was at lunch today and play some game he downloaded. By the time I got back the virus the little shit downloaded along with the game had eaten half my hard drive."
"Oh my gawd," said Mae genuinely shocked, "how bad is it?"
"It's bad," said Dave rolling his eyes. "I finally threw in the towel and tried to reformat the freakin thing. That was at 4:30. You can tell how well that worked out."
"Wow, you mean you couldn't even wipe the hard drive? You think the boot sector is destroyed? Maybe some physical damage to the drive itself?"
Dave blinked a couple times. He new she was literate, but didn't know she knew anything technical about computers. "Yeah," he said slowly, "maybe so. Say, where'd you learn that anyway? I figured you'd be the kinda girl who thinks a boot sector is the section of the local shoe store."
Mae slapped him on the arm and laughed. Dave always got along with Mae, and They often went out for drinks with other co-workers after work hours 5'6" tall, fairly petite, with shoulder length black hair and green eyes, Mae wasn't too bad to look at either, if a bit skinny for his tastes. That had all changed recently, as Mae was about 5 months pregnant. Her body had blossomed and the weight she had gained had filled her out in all the right places. Her ass had a smooth roundness that replaced the slightly flat rump she normally had, and her breasts had increased at least a cup size to a nice full B, or a small C. The most distinctive change had been in her face, where the added flesh had softened her features. Like all women carrying a c***d, her skin glowed with health, and Dave thought she had gone from pretty to hot as hell, despite the obvious swell of pregnancy in her belly. Of course, Dave had always found pregnant women attractive, a feeling that always made him feel a little perverted.
They entered Mae's office and the problem was obvious to Dave. Her screen was a swirl of discolored images. "Wow!" he exclaimed, "you didn't spill coffee or anything on this did ya?"
"Very funny," said Mae, tapping her food and arching her eyebrows. "It's been doing this for a couple days, but before turning off the monitor and turning it back on seemed to fix it. This time though, it won't reset."
"A couple days? Why didn't you say something?"
"Come on Dave, I know how busy you are. I figured when you had time I'd mention it. I didn't think it would just go poof!"
Dave smiled at her consideration, something he wasn't used to around here. "Well, I'll tell ya what, I'll go get you my monitor then I'll pick you up a new one tomorrow when I buy my new hard drive."
"No, no" said Mae, "it's not that big of a deal. I don't want to take your monitor."
"You mean the one plugged into my computer that doesn't work?" he said with a chuckle. "No stress, I need to get out of here anyway before I lose my mind."
"OK, go ahead. I have to run to the bathroom. Sorry, it's an hourly occurrence when you're pregnant."
Dave grabbed the flat panel off his desk and hooked it up in Mae's office. He rebooted the computer and launched a web browser to make sure it was working. As he started to type in a URL, the history popped in the name of a recently visited site, preggos. Dave blinked a few times, surprised to see something like this pop up in Mae's history. He then decided it must just be his perverted thoughts playing tricks with him again and hit the enter key to bring up the site. What he got was a site called Preggo Sluts, which turned out to be exactly what he had imagined it to be in his dirty mind. Shocked he clicked on the members button and was surprised to see the computer already logged in.
He shook his head and looked at the screen again. Had Mae been surfing through porn sites at work? Opening up her History folder, he clicked a couple of the links in the site she had been to. Sure enough, all were hardcore pictures of pregnant women getting fucked by a series of big dicks. This was the kind of site he might visit at home on a lonely Friday night after drinking a couple of beers, but Mae? At work? He was stunned.
"Dave!" said Mae behind him.
His mind raced as to how to explain what he was doing. He was instinctively embarrassed that he had been caught looking at such a site at work. Just as suddenly he realized that he wasn't the one getting caught, he was the one doing the catching!. He turned to see Mae, her face flushed with embarrassment, her mouth slightly open as she tried to form an explanation.
"Hey Mae," he said teasingly, "I was testing out your monitor and some strange links started showing up, so I thought I should take a peek to see if someone might have tampered with your system. You wouldn't happen to know who's been visiting Preggo Sluts, would you?"
Mae turned crimson now. "Look Dave, I can explain..."
"Wow," said Dave, clicking another photo in the history, "I've found some porn on company computers before, but this is some hardcore stuff."
"Dave, it's not what you think," she stammered.
"Hey wait a minute," he said. "This file here is time stamped at 9:20 tonight. You mean this is why you were working late? You came and sweet talked me away from my desk, where I was actually working, so I could fix your computer so you could look at porn? Now that's ballsy!"
He was really only teasing, because he could have given two shits if she looked at porn at work or anywhere else, in fact it was kind of a turn on. His grin died though, when he looked up to see her fighting to hold back a wave of tears. Suddenly all teasing left and he stood up quickly.
"Look Mae," he stammered, "I'm sorry, I was only teasing you. Don't worry; I'm not gonna rat you out or anything like that. I could give a shit what you look at. It's OK." He walked over and put his hands on her shoulders. He was surprised when she flung herself into his arms, burying her face in his chest and clenching him tightly, bawling.
"I'm sorry Dave," she cried, "I don't usually do things like this. Please don't think I'm a bad person."
"What?" asked Dave shocked. He laughed lightly. "Think you're bad because you looked at porn? Oh come on, do you have any idea how many porn sites I've been too." Almost instantly he wished he hadn't said that, and felt himself blush a little too.
"Look," he continued, "I guess I just figured you for the last person in the office who'd have to look at porn here at work. I mean, I know you have a boyfriend and all, unless you are trying to hide the fact that you like porn from him. Although it's usually the guys that get nailed for porn, I don't think I've ever caught a girl before. Not that there's anything wrong with that, in my opinion. I could care less, like I said."
He paused. "I'm rambling aren't I? Sorry Mae, but don't cry. I don't mean to upset you, I was just teasing you."
Mae sniffed and looked up at him and nodded. "I'm sorry I fell apart like that. Normally it wouldn't matter, but I'm just really emotional lately. You know, pregnant."
Dave smiled and gave her a little hug. "It's all good. Although, I am surprised by your choice of web sites. Am I to assume this has something to do with your present condition."
Mae sat heavily in her chair, the sour look on her face returning. Dave groaned, "Fuck I'm sorry Mae. I guess I shouldn't have tried to tease you again. I'll lay off."
"No, no, it's not your fault," Mae said. She looked up at him shyly. "Look, I'm just wound a little tight. I suppose for keeping it quite, you deserve to tease me a little. And as far as my choice of sites goes, yes it does have something to do with my condition."
"I guess I can see that," Dave said matter-of-factly.
"Can I ask you something Dave?" said Mae coyly again.
"Sure," said Dave, not seeing the trap because he was too happy to see her stop crying.
"Do you like my choice of web sites?"
"Um," Dave stammered. "Oh what the hell, it's not like you're gonna call me a perve for liking a site you liked. Yeah, sure, I like your choice of sites."
"See that's what I thought," said Mae indignantly. "There are all these sites out there, so there must be some guys who get off on screwing a pregnant chick."
"Huh?" said Dave, once more confused.
"Look, I just had to see it for myself," she said. "And I'll admit that after checking them out, I kinda got addicted. I guess you always want what you can't have."
"What," said Dave, looking at the screen, "sex with a guy with a 14 inch cock while bent over a motorcycle?"
"No," she said exasperatedly, "sex with any guy anywhere."
"Huh?" asked Dave. He was confused. He knew she had a boyfriend, was she saying they weren't having sex? What was he an idiot?
"Nothing," Mae said quickly, "never mind. Look thanks for fixing my monitor. Sorry it wasn't for something important."
"No, no, no, wait a second," said Dave. "Mae, are you trying to tell me your boyfriend won't make love to you?"
"What boyfriend?" asked Mae, disgustedly.
"Um, the one I met last summer at the company picnic? You know, the father of your c***d?" Dave pointed at her swollen belly.
"Oh," said Mae as if having a revelation, "you mean the heartless cocksucker who got me knocked up? Yep, he's history, has been for months?"
"What?" exclaimed Dave. "You mean he found out you were pregnant and split on you?
"Oh no," said Mae sarcastically, "he was fine with me being pregnant. No, this little bastard had another problem. You see he couldn't stand the thought of having sex with me knowing I was pregnant."
"Excuse me?" asked Dave. "What a schmuck. So he left you because of that?"
"No, I kicked him out after I caught him cheating on me. You see, he wouldn't fuck me because he thought it was wrong, but felt it was ok to go fuck around on me. Guess he figured only one of us should stop having sex."
"Oh dear lord," said Dave.
"And one can't exactly go trolling for men at the club with this," Mae stroked her swollen belly gently. "I can't even pick up a guy for a one night stand, so it's been a while since I've had any, um, relief. Shit after that I couldn't even bring myself to masturbate. I mean, it's hard to fantasize about a man touching you when you know they are all repulsed by you. So when I found these sites, well, I guess I started to believe that men did find pregnant women attractive. At least some small, slightly twisted, minority of men."
Dave's mind reeled as his mind built an image of Mae, her legs spread and propped up on her desk, skirt raised, fingers buried in her panties as she looked at the hardcore sites on her computer. Dave blinked and looked at her again. "Look Mae, that's bullshit. Most men believes that pregnant women are beautiful. The problem here is that one dickweed was looking for an excuse to fuck around on you, nothing more. And not being able to pick up a guy at the club is a matter of respect, not because you aren't beautiful. Guys at those clubs are trolling for a woman to be an object for sex, but a pregnant woman is an object of motherhood. Who's gonna disrespect their own momma?"
"Maybe you're right, but that still doesn't make it any easier." Mae looked up at him coyly again. Slowly she stood and took a couple steps toward him. "Tell me honestly, Dave, do you think I'm beautiful?"
Dave chuckled, "Mae I've always thought you were hot."
"OK," said Mae giggling, "Now compared to before I was pregnant."
"No question," said Dave, "you're twice as beautiful. I always thought you were a little skinny for my tastes, but being pregnant has filled you out in all the right places. You ass is rounder, your breasts are fuller, but mostly it's the softness to your face. And of course, you have that glow about you that all pregnant women do." He had said it instinctively, but now was wondering what the hell he was thinking. He should have just said yes and kept his mouth shut, but she had asked and he had just told her the truth.
Mae slowly crossed the distance between them, walking with such deliberate care that Dave couldn't take his eyes off her. She reached up and put her arms around his neck, pulling him down into a kiss. He gave no resistance, still too lost in the moment to really analyze what he was doing. Her tongue played in his mouth as the slow, passionate kiss drown out all other sensation. They broke the kiss and Dave blinked his eyes, looking down at her.
"Dave," she said huskily, "if I asked you to prove what you said, if I asked you to take me right here, would you?"
"Would I what?"
"Make love to me? Have sex with me? Fuck the shit out of me?" She kissed him again, this time hungrily, pleadingly. Dave was swept away and he became conscious of the hard points of her nipples pushing into his chest.
"Look Mae, I don't know if you are thinking clearly about this."
"Dave, I'm not talking about marrying me or any of that bullshit. All I'm asking is for some relief. I need a man, bad. I've never been this horny and I know it being pregnant that's causing it. I need sex Dave, I need it bad. I want you Dave."
Dave had this sudden irrational feeling that he was about to be used. "So you just want me to be an object of relief, eh?" He winced as soon as he said it. What a dumbshit, he though.
Mae just smiled and kissed him softly. "Look Dave, I can't help it, you don't know how degrading this has all been for me. Do you know what it's like to be made to feel like you are ugly and undesirable? To not think you are attractive to anyone?"
"Mae," started Dave with a chuckle, "you just described my entire high school career."
Mae laughed. "Look Dave, I 'm sure you know what all that pent up sexual frustration feels like. Well, double it, because that's what being pregnant does to every emotion. Even if I could go trolling for some guy at the club, I couldn't bring myself to do it. Even as horny as I am, I want it to be with someone I can trust. I've always been attracted to you, but I never would have come on to you, not until now. The way you've treated me, the things you said tonight, if that's truly how you feel, then I know I can trust you. I know that you'll understand what I mean, what I need, when I look deep into your eyes and say fuck the shit out of me."
"A horny hot chick whose ass I've been staring at for 2 years wants me to fuck her and the only problem is that she pregnant?" chuckled Dave. "How can I say no to something like that?" They kissed again, passionately and Dave let his hands slide down to caress her ass. Mae stopped him.
"Wait, not here though."
"Why not?" asked Dave playfully. "There's no one here but us."
Mae laughed. "Because my back won't take the desk. Pregnant, remember?"
"OK, fine. My place then," said Dave. "I'm only three blocks away."
They quickly shut down their systems and nearly ran to Dave's apartment. They were barely in the door when Mae started to strip off his clothes.
"Hey wait a minute," said Dave. "What ever happened to romance? You aren't even gonna buy me dinner first?"
"Look I promise we'll cuddle afterwards," said Mae breathlessly, fumbling with his pants, "and if you make me cum really hard I'll buy you a Big Mac later."
"I'll tell you what," said Dave stopping her busy hands, "how about I sit here on the couch while you stand over there and take off your clothes. Slowly."
"But..."
"Come on Mae, humor me. I think pregnant women are extremely sexy. I've been on a site like you were looking at or two in my day and I find the changes a woman's body goes through during pregnancy to be very erotic."
He could see Mae's mind working, her self-consciousness playing havoc with her emotions. She was still embarrassed by her body. "I have a confession, too," he said, "I've been undressing you with my mind for the last four months, imagining these changes. I want to see your gorgeous body just as it is now."
"Really?" she asked playfully.
"Do it baby, and I'll make sure you cum at least twice."
With that he plopped down on the sofa, clad now only in his boxer shorts, and motioned for her to stand in the center of the room. All giggling gone, Mae started to remove her clothing, her eyes ablaze with lust. It wasn't a strip tease, she was too wound up for that, but Dave gave her points for trying to control herself.
She kicked off her shoes, and with shaking hands, unbuttoned her jeans. She then reached up and pulled the thin turtle neck up and over her head. Dave licked his lips as he saw the purple bra, her swollen tits spilling out as if to escape. He locked eyes with Mae and smiled. Taking it as a cue that he liked what he saw, she reached back and unclasped the bra. It fell to the floor revealing her heavy breasts, definitely a size C now. They sagged just a bit under their newfound weight. Each breast was capped with a coffee colored areola, the size of a silver dollar. Her nipples were hard and stuck out at least a half inch. Mae reached up and cupped her tits, squeezing them and closing her eyes. A little dribble of milk oozed from the right breast.
"Sorry," said Mae looking embarrassed. "I just started lactating a couple days ago. Nothing big though." She was apparently afraid this would turn him off.
"Mmm," he said licking his lips, "I can't wait to taste them."
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