Straight Male / 49
My Pregnant Wife.
This is my first story of an event that happened 30 years ago.
It may be considered tame, however it is true as told to me by my wife who I'll call Dee.
Dee was pregnant with our first and only child. I loved how sexual she had become, and we enjoyed an active sex life until our daughter was born.
She had decided to work as long as possible so she would have as much of her maternity leave with the baby as possible, before returning to work. She was into her eighth month before her belly really grew, and she was one of those fortunate women who seemed to bloom in her pregnancy. I found her to be extremely sexy and it seemed that many men shared my opinion, if one saw how many looked at her, and even some who asked to feel her belly.
One afternoon about a week into her last month, she decided to take all those files to the filing room that she could, as they wouldn't be needed until she returned from maternity leave. None of the girls really liked the dusty and dark filing room and went as seldom as they could. Dee was the same which meant that she had a fair pile to put away.
Her young manager saw her and offered to carry them for her, and she was happy to let him. He stood as she began to file them away, and they chatted about her pregnancy. She had to squeeze past him a few times but thought nothing of it, and was enjoying the company. She apologised once after her belly bumped him and said she was getting fat. He immediately disagreed, telling her how she had seemed to bloom and glow as her pregnancy advanced.
He and his wife were going to try for their first baby soon and he asked her a few questions about what to expect.
That was when our little baby kicked in her belly. She laughed and pointed to het tummy, explaining what was happening. The guy was really intrigued but she knew he couldn't see much with her big loose blouse hanging over her belly.
Dee was excited, lifted her top up to under her breasts, without first thinking of where she was, to let him see the lump that moved. True to form though, it stopped except for gentle movements. Again she said that he could feel it if he placed his hand on her belly. Only when he had already placed his hand on her bare skin did she remember that her belly was round and very exposed. She dropped the garment over his hand but he kept feeling.
Her boss was so excited to feel the movement that she left him to feel and follow the movement with his hand on her big tummy.
Admitting to herself, that she enjoyed the touch on her skin she left him to feel. While he still felt her belly they were talking about innocuous things that they had done at the weekend and office talk, interrupted by "There. I can feel it" or similar comments. As they spoke she didn't notice straight away when the touches became gentle caresses. She didn't want to embarrass herself or him by mentioning it, and began to get a bit aroused with the attention.
Now her breasts had grown a lot as her pregnancy advanced and her bras were too small now. She had a few new and bigger ones, but that day she had one of her old ones on. With her breasts engorged as they were the lower elastic strap didn't reach her ribcage, rather stopping about 2 cms short. This left some under boob exposed. As he stroked around on her belly his fingers accidentally brushed the soft warm skin of her breast. Time froze for a long moment, but neither of them said anything.
After that moment he carried on caressing her belly and again he brushed her breast. When she made no comment, but rather carried on talking about what we'd done in the garden that weekend, he obviously took it as a go ahead. He deliberately stroked up and softly ran the back of his fingers over this taboo flesh.
They were both fully aware of what was happening and fell silent as he moved to cup her breasts and finally tried to get his hand into her bra.
Dee lifted her shirt and unhooked the front clasp of her bra which sprang open. He started to massage and feel her breasts and tugged and felt her very sensitive nipples. The taboo situation and the stimulation was too much for her and Dee's knees buckled as an orgasm hammered through her body. He grabbed her to stop her from sliding to the floor as she kept shivering through her climax.
The moment was broken now though and he released her as soon as she could stand. He took a file and dashed out of the room, leaving her to sort out her clothing.
Dee hurriedly finished her filing and went back to her desk. When she saw him later that afternoon, both blushed but neither said anything about it.
Dee went into labour two weeks later and our little girl was born. When she returned to work after maternity leave,
her boss had resigned his position and moved to a different company.
She told me about what had happened before the birth and was afraid of my reaction. It aroused me so much though that she was soon reassured.
Now we sometimes remind each other of that day as part of our foreplay.
I hope that this wasn't too boring and that someone else was a little aroused by the telling.
This is my first story of an event that happened 30 years ago.
It may be considered tame, however it is true as told to me by my wife who I'll call Dee.
Dee was pregnant with our first and only child. I loved how sexual she had become, and we enjoyed an active sex life until our daughter was born.
She had decided to work as long as possible so she would have as much of her maternity leave with the baby as possible, before returning to work. She was into her eighth month before her belly really grew, and she was one of those fortunate women who seemed to bloom in her pregnancy. I found her to be extremely sexy and it seemed that many men shared my opinion, if one saw how many looked at her, and even some who asked to feel her belly.
One afternoon about a week into her last month, she decided to take all those files to the filing room that she could, as they wouldn't be needed until she returned from maternity leave. None of the girls really liked the dusty and dark filing room and went as seldom as they could. Dee was the same which meant that she had a fair pile to put away.
Her young manager saw her and offered to carry them for her, and she was happy to let him. He stood as she began to file them away, and they chatted about her pregnancy. She had to squeeze past him a few times but thought nothing of it, and was enjoying the company. She apologised once after her belly bumped him and said she was getting fat. He immediately disagreed, telling her how she had seemed to bloom and glow as her pregnancy advanced.
He and his wife were going to try for their first baby soon and he asked her a few questions about what to expect.
That was when our little baby kicked in her belly. She laughed and pointed to het tummy, explaining what was happening. The guy was really intrigued but she knew he couldn't see much with her big loose blouse hanging over her belly.
Dee was excited, lifted her top up to under her breasts, without first thinking of where she was, to let him see the lump that moved. True to form though, it stopped except for gentle movements. Again she said that he could feel it if he placed his hand on her belly. Only when he had already placed his hand on her bare skin did she remember that her belly was round and very exposed. She dropped the garment over his hand but he kept feeling.
Her boss was so excited to feel the movement that she left him to feel and follow the movement with his hand on her big tummy.
Admitting to herself, that she enjoyed the touch on her skin she left him to feel. While he still felt her belly they were talking about innocuous things that they had done at the weekend and office talk, interrupted by "There. I can feel it" or similar comments. As they spoke she didn't notice straight away when the touches became gentle caresses. She didn't want to embarrass herself or him by mentioning it, and began to get a bit aroused with the attention.
Now her breasts had grown a lot as her pregnancy advanced and her bras were too small now. She had a few new and bigger ones, but that day she had one of her old ones on. With her breasts engorged as they were the lower elastic strap didn't reach her ribcage, rather stopping about 2 cms short. This left some under boob exposed. As he stroked around on her belly his fingers accidentally brushed the soft warm skin of her breast. Time froze for a long moment, but neither of them said anything.
After that moment he carried on caressing her belly and again he brushed her breast. When she made no comment, but rather carried on talking about what we'd done in the garden that weekend, he obviously took it as a go ahead. He deliberately stroked up and softly ran the back of his fingers over this taboo flesh.
They were both fully aware of what was happening and fell silent as he moved to cup her breasts and finally tried to get his hand into her bra.
Dee lifted her shirt and unhooked the front clasp of her bra which sprang open. He started to massage and feel her breasts and tugged and felt her very sensitive nipples. The taboo situation and the stimulation was too much for her and Dee's knees buckled as an orgasm hammered through her body. He grabbed her to stop her from sliding to the floor as she kept shivering through her climax.
The moment was broken now though and he released her as soon as she could stand. He took a file and dashed out of the room, leaving her to sort out her clothing.
Dee hurriedly finished her filing and went back to her desk. When she saw him later that afternoon, both blushed but neither said anything about it.
Dee went into labour two weeks later and our little girl was born. When she returned to work after maternity leave,
her boss had resigned his position and moved to a different company.
She told me about what had happened before the birth and was afraid of my reaction. It aroused me so much though that she was soon reassured.
Now we sometimes remind each other of that day as part of our foreplay.
I hope that this wasn't too boring and that someone else was a little aroused by the telling.
