Annabelle bustled around the house after her husband left for work; she had never felt so good in months Yesterday with Dave had restored her faith in her self.
Her self esteem which had gradually been destroyed by her husband’s indifference and his insults had been given a tremendous boost by Dave’s attention and loving gentle ways.
“I hope he wasn’t lying when he said he would help me to get to the maternal and child welfare clinic today,” she thought as she liberally applied her favourite perfume.
Dave had promised the doctor that she would be there on time. There was no public transport and taxis were too expensive for her limited budget. She would have told the doctor that she couldn’t make it, but Dave insisted.
Her heart skipped a beat as she thought how important his promise was to her.
Would he turn up to take her, a married woman heavily pregnant to a clinic, or would he wake up this morning and just forget her.
Had he just used her as a cheap screw and would he now disappear. “I’m sure he won’t come back to my ugly bloated body” she moaned to herself.
She was becoming more and more agitated, working herself into a nervous state. Her mind was dreaming up all sorts of dreadful scenarios, when she heard a vehicle turn into her driveway.
She ran to the door as Dave jumped out of his Jeep and ran up the stairs.
“Thank god” she cried.
Dave was stunned to see Annabelle was crying, her eyes were red, tears were running down her face as she pulled him in and closed the door.
It did not take him long to discover that she had worked her self into a highly nervous state worrying whether he would turn up.
He kissed her long and hard, his hands running over her body his voice soothing her nerves, settling her down, finally making her realise how silly it was to get upset.
“I’m here, I’m here,” he whispered, as he led her to the bedroom.
“Your body is not ugly it’s beautiful,” he crooned as he helped her out of her clothes and sat her on the bed. He knelt between her legs and stroked her belly and her full breasts.
When she relaxed he leant her back till she lay on the bed, then placed her legs on his shoulders and proceeded to make love to her wide open cunt with his tongue and fingers.
Within minutes all of Annabelle’s fears and worries had disappeared. She felt her body respond to his tongue. Her legs tightened around his ears, she was lifting her bottom up from the bed arching her back to gain every extra inch of his tongue.
Her breathing was getting heavier; she could feel her cunt getting wetter as she moaned out loud and came all over his face.
Dave raised himself up on his knees and looked up at Annabelle stretched out panting on the bed. “You’ve got nothing to worry about other than preparing for the clinic,” he told her as he leant to take a nipple in his mouth.”
“When the clinic is over I’m taking you back to my houseboat. I’m going to prove that last night was not the last you will see and feel of me,” he said as he swatted her on the bum and helped her into the shower.
They were late at the clinic. Mainly because Dave had decided to join her in the shower, “to make sure everything was ok.”
At the clinic Dave was introduced to two young mothers who had no partners, as well as few accompanied by their mothers and one or two by their husbands.
He could tell he was the topic of conversation as mothers who had attended the clinic previously with Annabelle asked about her new escort.
“Can I tell them who you are and how you have helped me?” she whispered to Dave.
“Of course! Tell them the truth,” he said. We have nothing to hide I’m proud to be here with you.”
“Tell them that I love what pregnancy does to a woman’s body. Pregnancy makes her more beautiful. Tell them they’re so beautiful I would like to take them all home with me.” He laughed.
Throughout the morning Dave while sitting in the waiting room, talked to most of the mothers and some of their escorts. Those attending without any support responded quickly to his warm friendly approach.
By mid morning they were no longer a group of individuals worrying that everything was going well with their pregnancy. They were like a big family. They had all introduced themselves and were swapping stories, comparing the problems of their pregnancy and making friends.
They were laughing and chatting noisily when Matron returned. “You should come here every day,” she said to Dave. “I’ve never seen this place so full of happy smiling mothers to be.”
Dave took the opportunity to study matron. Probably in her mid thirties, she was short about five foot four, with short curly blonde hair. Dave mused to himself “that’s a body that had been cared for.”
He wet his lips as he studied her perky tits. They overfilled her uniform pushing hard against the material. “More than a mouthful,” he thought.
Dave liked long legs but he thought “I could make an exception if matron wants to wrap her short athletic legs around me.”
Matron spied him studying her and slipped him a wink.
“Flirting with Matron?” Annabelle asked as she approached Dave with two young mothers. “I need to talk to you,” she whispered.
“Were you fooling, or did you mean it when you said you would love to take them all home with you?” She asked.
“Well I was fooling when I said all of them.” He joked. “Why, did I do something wrong?”
“No, oh no,” she said quickly, “you have been marvellous, they all love you, especially Matron.”
“A couple of the girl’s live in a hostel; their families dumped them when they discovered they were pregnant,” Annabelle explained.
“I suspect that at least that two or three others are like me living in a shitty flat, with a husband to busy or to stupid to see we need a lot of loving as we go through our pregnancy.”
“Can I offer to help them?” Annabelle asked.
Dave blushed, “Well I really want to get you on your own.” “But if you like, you can invite anyone who needs help or just a little companionship back to my houseboat.”
“I work at nights fishing, but I’m always home after I finish with the markets each morning. I have nothing much to do all day, and would like company especially yours, he said with a grin as he hugged her to him.”
Eventually Dave drove back to the house boat with Annabelle, Donna and Betsy the two girls from the hostel.
They marvelled at his houseboat. It’s so big they cried. “It’s got all the mod cons,” Dave said, as he proudly showed them around. “It has a great front deck and a BBQ area on the roof.”
“With 2 Bedrooms, a good bathroom, a large lounge kitchen area, it’s got a ton of room for a boat. It’s connected to cable TV and power and water from the shore, so it lacks nothing.”
Dave sat back as the three girls bustled around making tea and coffee and discovering where everything was stored.
Eventually they settled in the lounge on the floor at his feet. “We would like to thank you Dave,” Donna said as she moved over to lean against his legs. “Yes what can we do to repay your kindness?” Betsy asked moving to sit on the other side of his legs on the floor.
Annabelle who sat laying along the lounge her back resting on Dave with her legs up on the lounge announced, “He loves a cuddle.”
“He’s great at rubbing cream and oil on you belly to keep your skin soft. He loves big fat pregnant bellies. He loves mother’s milk. He’s also a horny bugger so be careful what you offer,” she laughed as Dave tickled her.
“That’s enough!” he said. “You don’t have to offer anything to thank me.” “Annabelle’s right I do love your pregnant bellies.”
He blushed, when Annabelle cried out, “Don’t deny it you are a horny bugger, I can tell you from personal experience girls; he is a warm and considerate lover.”
“Seriously Dave, she said as she kissed him, “you are a godsend.”
“These girls will come to realise what your friendship and help can mean to a lonely pregnant woman,” she predicted.
Betsy sat up raising her voice to break in over Annabelle. “Just coming here today has made me feel safe and secure.” “Lying in the sun on the carpet is heaven compared with my bed in the dormitory at the Hostel.”
Donna looked at Dave, “Can we stay?” She squealed with delight when Dave answered, “Of course.”
“Maybe you should keep your rooms at the Hostel and use this during the daytime,” he cautioned.
Annabelle could see Dave was overwhelmed at the prospect, of three pregnant women occupying his boat.
She kissed him vigorously, then opened her nursing bra and freed her full breasts, taking his head in her hands she said, “He’s very good at relieving milk pressure.”
Donna and Betsy’s eyes popped as she pushed an enlarged nipple into Dave’s mouth.
Dave was embarrassed at this public exhibition, but his embarrassment quickly disappeared as he went to work seeking a milk flow from her copious breast.
Annabelle laid back her heart beating wildly as Dave’s mouth sucked deep and hard to get her milk flowing. She shuddered as his hand pushed up under her skirt and his finger found its way to stroke her moist hole.
She groaned out loud as his finger stroked her clit, suddenly remembering Donna and Betsy she looked around to find that they were both watching. She pushed Dave’s head back in embarrassment. “What’s up?” Dave stammered as he sat up.
“Oh hell Dave behave, I forgot we had visitors.”
