Note: this is a continuation of the story "Cathy ch 01, 02, 03" by antlerBoy. It works okay as a stand-alone story, but will make more sense if you read the other parts. Er, yeah, that makes sense, right? Right.
I awoke the next day, early this time... tasks around the house, and a writing deadline looming before me. As a work-at-home writer, you have to be somewhat self-directed. Actually, deadlines are a good thing: it means that a paycheck is in the offing.
I'd finished a pot of coffee, and nearly completed a new chapter when there was a loud knock on the door. I pulled the door open to see... Linda –this time pushing her way straight on, and past me into my apartment.
"Well, Hello, Linda..." I stammered. "What's up?"
"Jim, my asshole husband didn't pay the gas bill, and our apartment's cold, and there's no hot water. I figured that after yesterday, well... I figured that you might let me take a shower?"
"Of course you can," I answered, taking a long look at her, as my cock began to swell again. Tight shorts, YES. Very tight T-shirt, YES with no hint of a bra, and in her cold state, very erect nipples pushing up against the thin fabric. YES. "Of course you can..." I answered again. "It's just down the hall, on the left."
"No, show me..." Linda replied as she grabbed my hand, tugging me down the hall. I could only gasp as I watched her ample hips, swollen with her pregnant form danced side-to-side as she pulled me down the hall.
"Oh this is nice," Linda said as she turned on the light. "But... there's a very high step-over into this shower, could you help me?" With her awkwardly pregnant form, I had to admit that she had a point. Nearly 9 months along, the swell of her belly would make it difficult to maneuver into the jetted tub of my shower.
