Russ and Pete had become friends some 8 years ago when they first met at work. They shared similar interests, football, music, guitars, women and had had many great nights out together. Russ was a few years older than Pete and, although he'd had a few serious relationships, had never settled down. Pete, on the other hand, had married Sonia three years ago. Russ had been best man at their wedding. Russ had changed jobs not long after and had not seen or spoken to Pete in almost a year. Russ was really pleased to hear from him when he'd phoned and asked if he fancied going out for a few beers one night.
They had met in town and spent the first couple of hours catching up. Pete's big news was that he was due to become a dad, Sonia was four months pregnant. As the beers went down their conversation became more nostalgic, reminiscing, recalling the good times they shared together. By the end of the night the subject had turned to women and sex. Just like old times!
A week or so later Russ had been invited over to watch the Cup Final at Pete's house. They were stood in the kitchen when Sonia walked in, she looked fabulous. Her long, dark wavy hair tumbled over her shoulders, her large blue eyes sparkled. Her full lips were accentuated by a deep pink lip gloss. She was wearing a patterned, light cotton maternity dress that showed a hint of the cleavage between her swollen breasts above the column of buttons that held the dress together. The dress hung from her pregnant bump and finished at her knees. She walked across the kitchen in her bare feet and reached up on tip toe to place a kiss on Russ's cheek, the heavy scent of her perfume filled his nostrils.
After a few minutes chit chat Pete announced that he needed to go out and get some more beer and off he went leaving Russ and Sonia in the kitchen. Sonia suggested a glass of red wine each, assuring Russ that one glass would not be harmful given her 'condition'. Sonia had always looked after herself and looked younger than her 28 years. Russ watched her intently as she poured out two glasses of wine, her perfectly manicured nails were painted with a purple colour, her long slim fingers were wrapped around the bottle. His eyes drank in the shape of her pregnant body, she looked sexy, really sexy, and he stole a glance at her breasts trying to see the flesh of her cleavage. She walked towards Russ carrying the two glasses of wine.
"They've also got bigger, not just my belly!" said Sonia as she held out a glass of wine for Russ to take.
"Shit, sorry!" said Russ, "It's just that, well, you know, I couldn't help, but;"
"It's fine." Sonia cut him off. "It's nice; Pete has this 'thing' about pregnant women, it's a complete turn off for him."
Putting her glass to her lips Sonia took a huge gulp of red wine.
"What about you Russ, would I turn you off?" she asked. Russ was stunned, lost for words in fact; he took an even bigger gulp of his drink.
"Completely the opposite." he mumbled. Sonia took his glass from his hand and after placing both glasses on the worktop she took his right hand and placed it on her belly. She placed her hand on top and moved Russ's hand in a circular motion. Through the soft cotton of her dress Russ could feel the shape of her pregnant belly. Without saying a word Sonia undid one of the buttons and started to slide their hands inside. Russ resisted.
