When I lived and worked in Washington DC, a coworker and friend of mine, Allie, was pregnant with her first child. Allie was plenty attractive to begin with, but being knocked up just made her even more hot. Her thighs were 10 times sexier. I also felt a certain innocent puppy love for her when she was pregnant. All I wanted to do was pamper to her, worship her for how stunning she was while she slowly brought this new life into the world. Of course, I would lie if I didn’t say there were sexy thoughts I had about her as well, stroking her thighs, her asking me to give her cunnilingus when we were the only ones in the office, me dropping by her desk, and her pulling back the sexy short dress she sometimes wore, revealing she isn’t wearing underwear, her legs parted, holding the back of her chair, her head pointed up at the ceiling in rapture as she awaited me delivering satisfaction with my tongue and fingers.