Rebeca hides your clothes in her bedroom and grabs her handbag and locks her apartment before heading out of the block, lurching under your weight inside her. She gets a cab and arrives at the bar just as the sun is setting hoping to get there early before its too busy. Entering the cool bar, she looks around and finds only a few groups of people making for a relatively empty bar allowing her to swagger her swollen mid section in confidently and sitting at the counter, brushing off her dress. The barman promptly attends her and she orders a drink, now waiting for the right person. She begins slowly sipping her drink, watching carefully for someone, anyone, suitable. Then to both her great surprise and relief she is approached by a blond woman in a red dress who comes to a halt only an inch between them.
"Hello," the blond says and instantly, even through the thick flesh around Rebeca's stomach you hear and recognize that voice.
Its Ashley.
Ashley flickers her eyes and rubs a hand along Rebeca's stomach.
"I'm Ashley. I got your signals, I hope you don't mind, you seemed rather up front about it."
"No, please," Rebeca assures her rubbing one hand along her own stomach too.
"How long?" asks Ashley, teasingly curious as she bites her lip.
"A few hours," reveals Rebeca gaining shock and awe from Ashley.
"Only a few hours? Damn you feisty," comments Ashley itching to tear of Rebeca's dress. "You ready to go somewhere?"
Rebeca breaks into a smile.
"I thought you'd never ask."
They head back to Rebeca's apartment, bursting through the door kissing and stroking each others bodies as Ashley's curvy frame grinds against Rebeca's bulging belly. Rebeca pulls herself away for a second.
"I've just moved in so we only have the couch," she tells Ashley.
"Fine by me," Ashley replies, care free.
They dive kissing onto the leather sofa, with Ashley on top of Rebeca throwing each others dresses off onto the floor as they slide their fingers over every part of each other body as if memorizing the layout, each detail, each spot. Ashley then pushes her fingers between Rebeca's legs, fondling her cunt as their hot sweaty bodies become slick together, rubbing up and down on the couch as they intensify their moment with powerful pumping and caresses. Rebeca now returns the favour and fingers Ashley too, making them both moan as they wet each others pussy's to their soft, tingling touch. They work out on the couch, on each other through many orgasms until the are both done and exhausted, climaxing one final time with a low shriek as they both stop, finished. Ashley lowers herself down Rebeca's body, using their wet slick bodies to slide down and rests her head on Rebeca's still squirming stomach, listening to the struggles within, relishing the moist movement.
"Thanks," Rebeca says gratefully. "I really needed that."
"Your more than welcome," compliments Ashley.
"Ashley! Its me!" you yell through the stomach wall, your hands stretching the skins surface and causing Ashley to real back in horror.
"What?" Rebeca says looking up to her from where she lies on the couch.
Ashley looks at her apologetically.
"Rebeca, I'm real sorry but you're going to have to let him go," requests Ashley as if in command.
"What, why?" asks Rebeca completely confused.
"That man, I promised to protect him. I have to ask you to let him go."
"And what if I don't?"
Its clear a fight is about to break out. Question is, who will pounce first?
