There is this one girl in the office who is hot. Her name is Paige. All the guys like to hang around her desk and chat, me included.She usually is sporting the typical hot secretary look. You know, white button-up shirt and short skirt along with heels that make you drool. When she wears her glasses and has her hair pulled up on her head, she could be a model, or a porn star, depending on your state of mind.Her husband is a very lucky man. He must be getting it often as she is now pregnant. That doesn’t stop the guys from hanging around her. I have tried to keep my distance so that I do not interfere with her not feeling good because of the baby. Once the morning sickness eased off she must have sensed that I wasn’t wanting to be a bother while she wasn’t feeling well. The reason I say that is because she started chatting with me more than usual. Talking a lot about the baby and how she was feeling, as well as other things.The way she dressed had changed. There aren’t too many maternity clothes that keep an attractive woman sexy. As she was getting larger, her attire changed to maternity pants and shirts. If you have seen a pregnant lady before, then you know they are very tight-fitting, showing beylikdüzü escort off all the curves. She, just as any pregnant woman, started to get larger breasts and they were on display. All the guys loved that aspect of her being pregnant.As she entered her third trimester, I noticed she wasn’t as happy as she usually seems. I wasn’t in the position to inquire about it, but I did notice. One day, she stopped by my office and was chatting. She told me that her husband had gotten busy with his work and wasn’t paying too much attention to her.She said that with her milk coming in, her breasts were aching and that her larger breasts caused her nipples to rub her bra harder than usual and it made her horny. It surprised me for her to tell me that. I could see her saying it to one of the other girls, but not me.That got me started having dirty thoughts about ‘helping her out’. I did not make that known nor lean that direction when I spoke with her. She was married and younger, and even if those two were not true, she was way out of my league.When we were talking, she would hold her stomach and say that the baby was moving. One time she asked, “Do you want to feel the baby beylikdüzü escort bayan move?”I said, “Sure.” She grabbed my hand and slid it to the side of her stomach. I felt that baby move for a couple of seconds but then stopped. She kept her hand on mine for what seemed to be far longer than just allowing me to feel the baby move. When she did move her hand, I moved mine as well, not wanting her to feel like I was weird.The next day she stopped by to chat and not long after she got there she said, “Oh, the baby is moving again. He seems to be kicking me in the lungs.”“I bet that is uncomfortable,” I said.“Do you want to feel how hard he is kicking?”I shook my head and she put my hand on the top of her stomach and moved it around to line it up with the baby’s kicks. In doing so she brushed my hand against her breast two or three times. I recognized this and it made my cock hard. She sure didn’t seem bothered by the fact that I had rubbed her breast.I thought to myself, ‘I am a very lucky man. It is not every day that you get to feel a woman’s breasts at work, let alone breasts belonging to a hot young lady.’ After a couple of good kicks, I moved my hand. After escort beylikdüzü a few minutes, she said that she needed to get back to her desk and off she went. That left me with a hard-on that just would not go down. It sure made concentrating on work a little difficult as well.I saw her later in the day, walking through the hall. She looked very uncomfortable.“Are you ok, you look miserable?”“I am fine, he is just getting bigger and that causes everything inside me to get compressed.”“Well, this will pass in a few weeks, right?”“If he comes when they say he is due, then yes, but I just have a feeling he will be late.”“For your sake, I hope not. Hope you get to feeling better” I said as I walked back to my office.The next day she stopped by about a half-hour before lunch.“Are you leaving for lunch?” she asked.“I was. Why, what’s up?”“Just need someone to talk to,” she said.“I can talk. I will order some food and have it delivered. I will buy your lunch if you are hungry. Is there something that you would like to eat?”“I am pregnant, that means I always hungry, and I am not picky,” she said with a smile.I went online and placed an order at a nearby restaurant and set up the delivery. I went back to work to see if I could get some work completed before lunch. A few minutes after twelve Paige showed up at my door and said, “Our food is here.”“Ok, set it over on the table there and I will be there in a minute or two. I need to get this email out before I forget exactly what I want to say.”