I wasn't expecting anyone. I get up and walk down the hall way. I open the door to a eastern european lady dressed in a short office style skirt and a white shirt. Her shirt is soaked through so I can see her bra clearly and her blonde soaking wet hair is sticking to her skin.She asks if she can come in. She's lost her purse and she has no money to get home. I invite her in. I sit her down on the couch. Her shirt is clinging to her chest and I can just about see her hard nipples coming through the shirt. I offer her a towel to dry her hair, she accepts it and I also offer her a dressing gown.I went to the bathroom to pick up the gown and returned to the living room. I walk in and see the woman standing there completely naked, her clothes d****d over the radiator. She was rubbing herself down with the towel. Gently brushing it over her now fully hard nipples. Rubbing it up her legs. From the bottom of her ankle up to her pussy. I can see everything. She doesn't seem bothered that I'm. But then I wouldthink about what it was like whenever Leah took my breast and suckled.That always vanquished those thoughts. I realized how lucky I was tohave the wonderful life that I did and knew that I wanted nothing elsethan what I had.That night when we returned home from the Men's Club, Daniel and I madeslow, passionate, sweet love. When my husband erupted inside me I justgot this feeling that it was exactly the right time and it would beawhile before I got my second period. Three weeks later that feelingwould be validated. My period was already a week late and I decided totake a home pregnancy test. It confirmed what I already suspected. Iwas pregnant with my second child. I was so excited.EpilogueI was waddling around Wednesday Afternoon Tea at the Ladies' Club. Ithad been five years since I transformed and I was currently pregnant forfourth time. Even though I looked like I could deliver at any moment, Iwas actually only in my sixth month. I was carrying very.
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