Lovers in the Mall

[xxerikamariexx]

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Erika loved her husband but ever since she was pregnant and began to show, her husband didn't appreciate her as much. Erika belonged pregnant. The pregnancy made her glow as a woman and made her already attractive breasts fuller. Most men would pay attention to her curvaceous figure but was her husband? No. She felt lonely. Sure, she could finger herself to get off but she needed a man's touch. A soft, genuine touch. She decided she would go to the mall, hopefully finding a man who would pay attention to her beyond her desires and wouldn't ask question.

She hopped in the shower. She then came out and put on a pair of maternity jeans as well as a blouse. She also put her sandals on. The blouse showed her full breasts and the jeans, well they showed off her sexy ass. As she entered the mall, she could feel eyes on her wherever she went. She smiled at them, especially the men, hoping that one of them would have the courage to come up and start a conversation with her.

 

[saedo]

I sighed for the umpteenth time. Working at a mall kiosk in the middle of a weekday was boredom personified. It consisted mostly of senior citizens and the occasional house wife or nanny with a toddler in tow. Things would get a little busier when school finished for the day and the teenagers came to hang out.

Granted, mostly they walked around or hung out at the Food Court, but at least they were usually interesting to watch. I'm also not above using my good looks to charm some of the girls into a sale. I just have to be careful. I've had girls as young as middle school flirt openly with me, usually with a cadre of giggling compatriots backing them up. For them, it's flirting with the hot college guy, but for me it's courting a felony prosecution if I reciprocate in kind. So I smile and wink, but keep my hands to myself.

Still, even some unrequited lust would at times be better than the mind-numbing boredom. I frowned and twiddled my thumbs. What I wouldn't give for something interesting.

It was rather eerie when at that moment she walked into view. Even at several dozen yards away, she was clearly gorgeous. She was older than I, but clearly had not lost a step in sex appeal. Her long hair was worn loose and shimmered in the sunshine pouring through the skylights above. She wore a pale blouse that was unbuttoned at the neck just enough to show a trace of cleavage. That was just a tiny fraction of the total, judging by the hefty mounds concealed beneath the silk. Her jeans were snug, emphasizing the slender thighs. I bet her ass looked dynamite, too.

But her most remarkable feature had to be her belly. This mystery beauty was unequivocally pregnant and more than just a couple months along. Her blouse draped against a round, taut baby bump.

Oddly, I found her all the more attractive for it. I'd never have expected such a reaction from me. Of course, I'd never seen a pregnant chick this hot before.

I licked my lips as she meandered within range. "Good morning, ma'am. My name is Jacob. May I help you with anything?"