Johana and I had been neighbors, seemingly forever. We were best friends for most of that time, almost like brother and sister. But never anything more than that. I watched her date some other guys, and I even liked several of them. Secretly, I was always jealous of them, but never let her see it.
Johana has always been quite lovely to look at. Long black hair and big beautiful brown eyes make her smile simply priceless. She liked to wear tight tops, which showed off her big breasts and narrowing waist. And her beautiful legs flowed gracefully from her beautiful round, latin ass. I've admired her body since it started developing in her early teen years, but I never really told her.
About a year ago, Johana began seeing a guy, Max, that I really didn't like much. It got serious pretty quickly and about 5 months later, Johana came to visit me, and through tears, told me that she had a secret to tell me.
We sat down, and after a few hugs and a few tissues, she confided in me that she was pregnant and that Max had broken up with her when she told him that she was going to keep the baby. I assured her she was making the right decision. We hugged some more and I told her that I would be there for her throughout her pregnancy and beyond.
As the months ticked by, her belly grew bigger and at the same time, her ass and breasts also grew. And along with those, my admiration for her body continued to grow as well, but still, for the sake of our friendship, I kept quiet about it.
As July rolled in, she was well into her 8th month, and one afternoon she came over to hang out in my backyard, since we had a pool. She put her bag down and peeled off her robe, revealing a pair of loose shorts as a bottom, and a yellow bikini top, barely covering her massive pregancy tits. And revealing that beautifully huge belly.
She put her towel down on the lounge chair and then laid down on it, reclining on her back. For a few moments, I was lost in a daydream, staring at her. I swear that I could see small darker circles in the center of the yellow bikini triangles, where her milk was starting to come in and leak from her beautiful mammaries.
I must have been staring a bit too long, because I was snapped out of it by a small towel being thrown at me, and Johana saying, "Earth to Jim...come in Jim! hahaha!"
I stammered for a moment, and started laughing along with her.
"Can I have some iced tea?," she asked, in a tone of voice that told me she must have asked that question several times already.
"Sure. Be right back." I said as I got up and headed inside. While in the kitchen, I realized that my shorts were bulging out in the center. Her sexy pregnant body was getting to me. I thought about just about anything I could besides her and soon, my raging hard-on subsided.
I brought out the iced tea and we sat and talked for what was probably several hours, just relaxing. I couldn't really look at her too long without fantasizing, so we sat side-by-side in the chairs. We laughed, we cried, we laughed some more. She told me how nervous she was about the birth, and she told me how big and unattractive she felt.
At first, I was careful with my words, telling her how radiant she looked as a pregnant woman, but she was still not convinced. I then told her that I thought she looked more beautiful and sexy now that she ever had since I knew her.
"Sexy?" she asked, sounding curious about my opinion there.
"Of course," I replied, "Your body has only gotten more sexy with each passing day of your pregnancy."
Her face flushed red as my words hit her ears. I could tell that I had made her a bit uncomfortable, so I didn't want to continue the conversation much further, and quickly, she started packing up her stuff to head home. We hugged goodbye and she walked to her home.
About 3 weeks later, nearing her full term, she texted me and asked if I could stop at the store to pick up a few things she needed. She was at the doctor today and there were several things that he recommended for her as the birth approached. She sent me the list and I told her I would bring them by that night. Lucky that the store had all the items she needed, and I purchased them for her and headed straight to her home from the store.
She was alone at home that evening, with her parents at work. I opened the door and announced, "Johana...it's Jim."
"Come in. I'm in my bedroom," she shouted back. I walked in, with the small grocery bag in my right arm.
I walked through the door to see her lying on the bed, her beautiful baby bump sticking out from between her small red shirt and her blue shorts. She was just trying to stay comfortable.
