Dinner at Shelly’s
From Torg Adventure
It turned out that Shelly was reluctant to go anywhere public on Friday for fear of being seen by somebody who knew her. She was happy to play hostess however, as she lived in a large detached house that was not overlooked.
Ryan heard the beep of Sue’s horn in the street outside and ran down to meet her. They decided that Sue should pick Ryan up in her car and they would drive round to Shelly’s as a couple, just in case the neighbours did wonder about a single man visiting.
Ryan slid into the passenger seat. Sue was wearing a somewhat shapeless short smock dress that did little for her slim figure, but for Ryan it was just perfect.
“Do you like it?” asked Sue. “Shelly is a little self-conscious about her figure at the moment, so I thought it might put her at her ease.”
“It looks like a maternity dress,” grinned Ryan foolishly.
“Yes,” said Sue with a twinkle in her eye. “I thought you might like it.”
With that she eased down on the accelerator and they moved away.
The car scrunched to a halt on the gravel drive of Shelly’s impressive house. She and her husband clearly enjoyed a good standard of living. Probably from his salary rather than hers, Ryan guessed, as he didn’t think that Sue was as well-off.
Ryan helped Sue out of the car. The dress hung straight down from her tits to her hips and hid the inward curve of her slim waist. Ryan felt himself grow hungry with desire.
They rang the doorbell and a woman’s form appeared almost instantly behind the frosted glass. With nervous fingers she unlocked the door. It opened to reveal an attractive young woman, elegantly made up and wearing a short maternity dress. She looked rather unsure of herself, but as Ryan took in her large distended breasts and swollen belly he almost forgot Sue was here, so overwhelming was his lust for the pregnant woman.
How does the evening progress?
