Megan was very pregnant. I know that's grammatically incorrect, but she was big and swollen with her unborn child. The redhead was a plain-looking woman in her mid-thirties, but she did have a glow about her. Her already voluptuous breasts were positively gargantuan in the final month of her pregnancy. The office baby shower was overlong, but when it was finally over and everyone had filed out, I stayed behind.
"Yes, the party's over and I'll be home soon," she said into her phone, "Love you too." Megan hung up and jumped as she saw me. "Tom!" she cried out. "I...I didn't see you."
"I've missed you," I said, my eyes looking her up and down. "It's been too long."
"Tom, we've talked about this. It's over. We both got what we wanted," Megan absently stroked her distended belly. "My husband is waiting."
"He can wait. I've waited. For nine months."
She glanced around but found no one, "Not now. It was good. Really good, but I'm due any day now. I'm fat and bloated..."
"And beautiful," I said. "Once more? For old time's sake?"
"I can't. They're expecting me..."
"Lock the door," I said, my tone commanding. "Now."
There was a moment's hesitation and then she turned. For a moment I thought she was going to leave, but she paused at the door and then locked it.
"Now," I said, standing and coming over to her. "Strip."
"Here? Now?"
I frowned, "The door's locked and there are no windows. I want to see that big, beautiful body naked before I bang the shit out of you."
Megan shuddered. She had always liked it when I talked dirty to her. Clearly, it wasn't something her husband ever did.
The redhead didn't waste time undressing. Her big, swollen breasts dripped with milk when unleashed from the bra. Under the large panties, I found her red bush unkempt and full. Before, she had it neatly trimmed, but that bit of self-care wasn't needed when you were as round as she was.
I unzipped my pants and pulled my ready cock out. Using the nearby table, she lowered herself down and hungrily took my manhood into her mouth. I laid my head back and let Megan suck and lick me. "Oh...fuck...yes," I groaned. "Suck it you slut. Suck it hard and long." Megan had once confessed that, growing up with wealth and privilege, no one had dared talk to her in anything but the nicest terms. My rough talk turned her into a nymphomaniac. "Finger yourself," I said. "Make yourself cum for me." I couldn't see what she was doing, but I could hear the wet noises coming from near the floor. Even with my cock in her mouth, I could hear her groan and whine as an orgasm grew inside her. Finally, she tensed and let out a whimper.
"Over the table, baby. Let me fill your cunt."
It took a bit, but she managed to get bent over. Her big breasts pressed flat onto the table. I got behind her and spread her fat thighs until I could penetrate her. Megan cried out as I found her cunt and drove all of my cock inside her. "Yes!" she cried, "Oh fuck I've missed you."
"You like that?"
