Note: All characters over 18. Work of fiction, blah blah blah...
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Eric sat at the dining table finishing the last of his breakfast slowly. Sunlight streaming in through the large windows looking out over the backyard brought unseasonable warmth into the house. He plucked at his t-shirt as beads of sweat began to form on his skin. Turning back to his food his attention was immediately caught by his mother entering the kitchen in her robe.
"Morning dear," Rachel sang heading to the fridge. Eric only grunted in response, his eyes caught on the soft white silk peeking out from under his mother's robe. "Oh I'm so excited! Your sister and Rick will be here today. I can't wait to see how big her belly has become."
Watching his mother bustle about the kitchen, Eric was amused at how animated she had become since learning that his sister and her husband were coming to visit. Karen had called and said that she was six months pregnant and was really starting to show. At first Rachel was a little put off that her only daughter hadn't informed her immediately that she was with child but her anger soon evaporated when Karen said they were coming for a visit. Rachel had busied herself all week preparing for her daughter and son in laws arrival. Eric had been thankful that his mother's attention had been diverted from him, even for a short while. He was a dutiful son and diligent student but sometimes he felt smothered.
"What's got you smiling so?" Rachel asked. Her son's mouth was open and split into a smile. His eyes appeared as if he might be daydreaming. "Hello? Earth to Eric?"
"Oh, sorry," Eric said shaking his head. "What did you say?"
"Why the big smile?" She stood alongside the counter, a hand upon her hip. The top of her robe had slipped a little more and the swell of her breast was easily visible.
"Oh no reason," Eric replied slowly before turning back to the last of his eggs. Swallowing the last bite he gathered up his plate and stepped around his mother to put the dishes in the sink.
When he had left the room Rachel looked down at her clothing and noticed how much cleavage she had been showing. With a small blush she covered herself more completely, gathered her coffee and went up to her room to change.
As she made her way towards her room she passed by Eric's door and poked her head in to tell him something. Looking in she could see him putting a shirt on and when her eyes scanned lower she could see that his boxers were tented with what could only be an erection. Her blush returned and she could feel the heat rise in her cheeks as she looked upon her son. Quickly she darted away and went on to her own room, a smile on her own lips now. The excitement of her daughter coming was now tinged with a slight amount of sexual satisfaction that she could get a rise out of a man, even if it was her own son. Five years without a husband, or any man for that matter, had made her forget what it was like to be looked at with desire.
"Your sister will be here at 5," Rachel called down the hall. "Make sure you're here okay?"
"Sure thing mom," Eric replied heading towards the front door.
When the front door closed Rachel began picking through her clothes, looking for something that would be more flattering than she would normally wear around the house.
"Wow! Look at you," Eric said as he enveloped his obviously pregnant sister in a hug. "Hey Rick, looks like you guys did it right." Rick smiled as he took his young brother in laws hand and shook it. "Let me help you with those bags." Stepping aside he let his sister into the house and then started towards the car.
"Is Mom home?" Karen asked.
"I think so, I haven't seen her since I got home about half an hour ago," Eric replied over his shoulder.
"Mom?" Karen called making her way down the hall. When she got to her mother's room she pushed the door open and found her mother putting on a pair of earrings.
"Karen! Oh honey!" Rachel squealed seeing her daughter in the mirror. She rushed to her and wrapped her arms around her shoulders, hugging her tight. "Oh my, you are getting big, but you look so beautiful. My baby is going to have a baby!" Rachel's eyes were beaming with pride
"I know, thank god Rick likes me this way," Karen said with a laugh. "You look great mom, hot date tonight?" She stood back and admired the dress on her mother. It was a soft yellow number that clung to her form nicely.
"What? Oh, no, " Rachel said.
"Well I know you didn't get dressed up like this for me," Karen laughed.
"I just felt like getting out of my old fuddy duddies, sometimes a gal likes to look nice." Rachel smiled and led Karen out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen.
"I had better keep Rick away from you, he see's all that cleavage and he'll forget which one of us he's married to."
"Ha! Yours look to have swollen at least a cup size, I'm sure he's got his hands full with you."
"Yeah, I never knew that some men get really turned on by pregnant women. I'm just not sure," Karen trailed off as they entered the kitchen where her husband and brother were sitting at the counter enjoying a drink.
"Rick," Rachel said and gave her son in law a very motherly kiss on the cheek. "I'm so glad you guys are here."
"You look lovely mom," Rick said sitting back down in his chair.
Eric sat contentedly watching his mother and sister gush about her pregnancy. He was surprised by the dress she was wearing, surprised but not upset. It accentuated her curves very nicely, giving her a very feminine appearance. Lately his mother had been doting around the house in nothing but sweats so this change was more than welcome. He tried to be discreet but he found himself staring at her more than once and he thought she might have caught him a time or two.
Rick and Rachel had begun talking about his work giving Karen a moment to take in her brother. She noticed that Eric's eyes were drawn to their mother's body quite frequently.
"Boys will be boys," she thought to herself with a small chuckle.
"Oh I had better get dinner going," Rachel said bringing Karen out of her thoughts. "Eric will you help me in here?"
"Rick can help you mom," Karen offered. "I want to talk to my brother before we eat." With a mischievous smile Karen went in to the living room.
"What's up?" Eric asked, sitting next to his sister on the couch.
"Nothing, just wanted to catch up with you is all. How is school?"
"It's good. Just finished first semester finals; got my applications off for college and now it's just a waiting game." Eric tried valiantly not to stare at his sister's chest. He remembered growing up trying to sneak peaks at her while she was changing and now she was even bigger.
"Any girlfriends?" Karen asked, jabbing him in the ribs with a finger.
"A couple," he answered.
"Well I hope you are being safe, you don't want to get any girl in the condition I'm in any time soon," Karen rubbed her belly for emphasis.
"No, nothing like that. Just a couple of girl's I go out with on occasion. Nothing serious or anything. Guess girls just don't see me like that."
"Oh, is Eric still a virgin?" Karen teased. She felt bad immediately when she saw the black look come over her brother's face. "Look I'm sorry; I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Don't worry, it'll happen and soon if I remember how high school girls are."
"Well," Eric said looking up, no longer angry, "you kind of set the bar pretty high for 'adventurous girls'. Or is that setting the bar low?"
Karen punched him in the arm playfully.
"Stop it now or I'll tell Rick just what kind of girl you really are!" He squirmed away from Karen's tickling fingers.
"Oh? You think he doesn't know? Why do you think he married me?" Karen said triumphantly.
"So he wanted to marry the tramp?" Eric said breathlessly.
"Well, when I'm 'his' tramp its okay." Karen might have said more but at that moment their mother called out needing help.
After dinner Rick begged off anymore conversation and headed off to bed. Eric left his mother and sister alone in the dining room as he went to study. Karen and her mom were more than happy to stay up half the night gabbing about her pregnancy and all sorts of things the men weren't really that interested in. After a time Karen finally got the courage to ask her mother something that had been bothering her for a while.
"Mom," Karen began, "did Dad and you ever," she paused searching for the right words. "Did you ever role play?"
Rachel looked at her daughter thoughtfully for a moment before responding. "What do you mean?"
"Did Dad ever want to pretend you were someone else? Not like a particular person, not someone you knew, but like a certain type of someone? Like a nurse or a schoolteacher?"
"Well yeah a couple of times," Rachel answered softly. "Your father wasn't very imaginative I guess. But I do remember there were a couple of times that he liked to pretend I was a naughty school girl or something. Why?"
