Warning: This story contains depictions of taboo subjects, extreme sexual acts and difficult sexual adult situations that some people may find offensive. If you are offended by such things, please do not read. This is a story of fiction and is meant for adult (+18) sexual entertainment and enjoyment only. The scenes depicted in this story are entirely fantasy, all characters are +18 and do not relate to any people or events in real life.
As I walked along the corridor of our office I looked up and saw Anna leaning on the wall and I could see she was struggling. Anna was a work colleague, 36, and with a typical Eastern European look, long black hair and bright blue eyes. She was tall too, at 5ft 9 and was about 30 weeks pregnant, her bump quite noticeable and accentuated by her slim build. I'd worked with Anna for 6 years and we knew each other well.
We sat next to each other in the office and my interest in her had piqued when she had once asked me if I'd like to feel her 'bump'. I replied that I would, expecting to just touch her tummy through her jumper. But to my absolute joy and astonishment, Anna had lifted her jumper to expose her naked tummy and had then smiled and told me to touch it. I'd always had a fascination for pregnant women and it felt incredible, touching her tummy. If I'm honest -- my cock had twitched slightly and I had shifted nervously fearing that Anna had seen it.
Now, seeing her in the corridor struggling, I rushed to her side.
"Anna, are you OK?" I asked, offering her my arm.
She took my arm eagerly, holding on with both hands.
"I... I just need to lie down for a bit." she spoke between breaths.
Knowing the 'quiet' room was near I ushered her toward it, opening the door and changing the status on the door to 'occupied'. Once in, I carefully helped her onto the bed and put a cushion under her head.
"I'll go and get Linda to sit with you." I said, turning to leave.
Anna reached out and grabbed my arm, her voice almost pleading. Her face continued to contort as she tried to cope with her struggle.
"No, please?" she said quietly. "Would... Would you stay with me?"
I smiled and sat back down, a part of me excited to be near her. Who would not want to be with a gorgeous beauty such as Anna, I told myself -- unaware of quite what a treat I was in for.
"Of course, I will." I said, patting her hand gently.
Anna seemed to relax a bit, and some colour returned to her cheeks. She went to speak but her voice cracked, and I saw tears welling up in her eyes. My mind whirled wondering what on earth could be causing such distress.
"Oh. I'm useless." she declared as the tears began to run.
"I'm just a huge, fat ugly heffalump, it's no wonder Don doesn't want to..." she stopped and looked at me as if gauging what my reaction might be.
I quickly interceded, trying to pick up her low spirits.
"No. You're ... You're not useless Anna." I countered.
"You're pregnant, and not only that you are beautifully pregnant. You look amazing and you are amazing."
I wanted to say so much more, but I feared her reaction. The sort of things I wanted to say were wholly inappropriate for a work colleague to say.
But Anna was gorgeous, slim and lithe and many a time I had imagined those long legs wrapped around me. If she was fuckable before, well now with her pregnancy, her bump made her look even more incredibly sexy and desirable.
"I don't feel amazing." she offered demurely with a little smile.
"Anna, you're not just amazing, you're gorgeous and sexy and desirable, even more so with your bump." I offered.
Anna smiled again, but then a frown came over her as she spoke.
"Well, Don doesn't think so. He doesn't come near me and... and I get frustrated." she emphasised the final word then looked up at me to see if I registered.
I didn't at first, but she made a small gesture towards her legs and then I understood. Unsure of what to say, I just nodded, and she smiled again.
"Men don't realise it, but some women get very horny when they are pregnant. Like super horny 24 seven." she laughed.
"I guess I'm one of those women." she continued "But Don... he... he..." she paused, as if approaching an invisible barrier.
I knew Don to be her husband and I also knew that he wasn't the most interesting of guys. I could see how he'd be reluctant to fuck Anna. As I contemplated this, I suddenly I saw her face redden.
"I'm... Oh god I'm having a flush." she declared.
"I... I just need to get these clothes off." she announced with barely a pause to acknowledge the awkwardness of the situation.
"I'll get Linda to help." I said looking the other way as Anna struggled to loosen her clothing.
"No, no." cried Anna before adding "unless... No, you are right." she corrected quickly.
"You don't want to see a big fat elephant, I understand. I'm ugly and fat and un sexy, so you shouldn't have to look at me naked." She declared sounding a little despondent.
I winced at the inaccuracy of her statement.
"Anna." I said extending my hand towards her.
"You're wrong, quite the opposite I would love to see you... I mean, you are so... errr look, you're not fat and unsexy, you're... You're gorgeous and with your bump you look... You look incredibly sexy." I stammered.