The sun was shining, the birds were singing and every woman, even the elderly, eyed by Andy appeared to have big breasts and long legs. He knew this was not so, that he was just horny and Addison was uncomfortable in her final stages of pregnancy and kept pushing him away.
Andy was trudging through the city on a quest for his wife: Addison wanted him to buy some crème brulee.
He'd said no one sells that, he'd buy custard and mix some super thick cream into it but she began to cry and alleged he was being mean to her and so he drop his Ph.D studies and walked the mile into the heart of Downtown muttering.
Andy saw a magnificent pair of tits approaching and when he finally lifted her eyes he recognized Maggie.
"Hi how is it?"
Andy croaked, "It's time."
She smiled and said no it wasn't, Addison still had another six weeks to go.
He eyed her like a guy coming out of a desert after three days and nights lost and without water.
"Omigod you're coming with me," she said, pulling out her phone and calling her office. She then said, "I'm taking you to mom's house, they are away in Texas."
"Thanks," Andy said, feeling better already and hoping he'd be offered more than coffee.
Maggie stripped off in the lounge and watched as Andy stretched the elastic of his underpants to get it over his thick erection that was already higher than the top of his underpants.
Her eyes bulged and her right hand circled into cock-pulling mode and she trembled Dribble ran down the side of her mouth as she screamed "Omigod" and rushed him.
They wrestled, hands moving frantically and they almost toppled to the floor, but Andy braced and they kept them balanced although their teeth clashed when their mouths searched for a kiss. They finally got a kiss going, breathing through their nostrils like horses ending a half-mile gallop.
Maggie pulled away, gasping for more air, face aflame, brow already sweating and she croaked, "Be not afraid, grab pussy."
Andy slapped a hand against the bald beauty and there was an immediate slurp because she was leaking. He pushed three fingers at the opening and apart from Maggi's bit of a yelp, they slid in like a cartridge into a firing chamber.
"Do you want it?" he growled like a randy wolf arriving out of exile from the timberland.
"Oh yes, yes, yes," she said, slobbering kisses deep into his neck.
He slurred, "Condom?"
"Fuck waiting for a condom, give me all you've got. I'm protected."
Andy dropped her to the floor and that's what he did, gave her all he had, banging against her groin in heavy passionate bangs that had her releasing every three or four minutes until, sweat dripping down both of them, he grabbed both her tits and pushing up and bending his back he yelled "Cunts are the most under-rated thing in the world" and erupted in big deliveries of semen into her depths.
Panting heavily, Maggie said, "God that was awesome. I better get back to the office."
"Just a minute, I'm still revved up," said her best friend's husband.
Andy flipped her over, pulled her back to him by her hips and plowed into her doggie, squeezing her tits and enjoyed the encouragement he received from her mouthing an endless string of obscenities.
As Maggie drove him back toward her office she said, "I haven't been fucked like that since a couple of New Year's Eve gang splashes ten and eleven years ago. I can meet you again on Friday lunchtime.
"Fine. You're a great fuck Maggie. I knew you would be."
He then remembered his reason for coming Downtown.
"My reason for coming Downtown was to buy crème brulee."
"The only place I know that sells it is Desiree's Deli, I'll drop you off there."
Andy arrived home and called he was sweaty and needed a shower.
When he entered the dayroom overlooking the sunny garden he found Addison asleep.
Andy fetched his computer and read a couple of extracts associated with his studies and finally Addison awoke, stretched and smiled a greeting.
He watched her eat the dessert, slowly, almost catlike in movement and savoring every teaspoon of the enriched delicacy. When she finished, he came across to take the dish and she noticed his bulge.
"Oh my poor man, just watching me eat made you hard."
He nodded and smiled. Well it was the truth.
She sighed and said, "Come here my boy. I'm sorry I'm off penetration at the moment but I'll jerk you off."
She told him he could squirt over her tits because she was about to have a bath and would change her dress.
Andy was nervous she would notice it was a smaller eruption than usual. But he worried needlessly. Perhaps it was the fear of being found out. Addison's chest received a heavy splash.
Next morning when Addison watched Andy scoff his breakfast, she saw him tense and stop eating.
"What?"
He looked at her and said it was about to happen.
"What is?"
He resumed eating and she clicked and said he'd just experienced the feeling.
"Yep."
"And you don't know what or when?"
"Correct. Shouldn't you be eating?"
"I feel a bit nauseous."
"I heard mom say to someone once that letting a mare rub your shoulder with her face gets rid of that for pregnant women."
"Andy Ash, that's complete bullshit."
He grinned and helped her to her feet.
She called from the bathroom to lightly brown her a piece of toast and spread it with only honey.
He brought it in along with the herbal tea she usually drank these days.
"I'm glad you are feeling better."
"Thanks to you. I thought of your grandmother and began to feel better."
Andy looked at her thoughtfully.
She said, "I'd like you to drive me through the park later. We could have late lunch at the kiosk restaurant. There won't be many people about to stare at me at that time of day."
"Some of them look at you in admiration."
