Chapter 1: Chapter 1
As Candi nestled into the ergonomic chair at her desk, she couldn't help but notice the telltale signs of impending motherhood. Her swollen belly protruded like a watermelon ready for harvest, and her ankles resembled sausages wrapped in lace. Her face glowed with a soft radiance, a testament to the natural beauty that emerged from within.
Rob stood at the water cooler, observing Candi from afar. He admired her chubby curves as she navigated the labyrinthine cubicles with graceful determination.
Her soft moans echoed through the open-plan office, punctuated by the rhythmic tapping of keyboards. She was so much more than just a fellow worker; she was a symbol of maternal strength and resilience. A goddess on a pedestal, unreachable yet captivating.
"Hey there, Candi," Rob called out to her from across the room. "You okay?"
Despite her discomfort, Candi managed to shoot him a weak smile, "Just feeling a bit under the weather, I guess.
" Rob approached her, his eyes locked on her bloated figure. He could sense the vulnerability beneath her stoic facade. "Let me know if you need anything," he offered.
As the day progressed, Candi's contractions increased in intensity and frequency. The sharp pains wracked her body, causing beads of sweat to break out on her forehead. She tried to conceal her growing agitation, focusing intently on her screen. But it was all too much - she had to surrender to the inevitable.
She slowly stood up and walked over to her boss Geraldine's office. She knocked softly on the door and Geraldine looked up.
"What's going on Candi?" she asked, concerned.
"I've been having contractions since I came to the office," Candi said quietly, looking down at her feet. "Maybe I should go home."
Geraldine's eyes widened. "Oh no! Let me call you an ambulance right away."
"No, no," Candi protested. "I'm fine. I just need to get home. Could someone give me a ride?"
Geraldine scanned the room, her gaze landing on Rob. "How about you, Rob?
" Geraldine asked, raising an eyebrow. "Would you be able to take Candi home?"
Rob hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, sure. Why not?" He turned to Candi, his eyes meeting hers. "Are you comfortable with that?"
Candi swallowed a lump in her throat and nodded. "Sure, thanks."
As they made their way out of the building, Candi clutched Rob's arm tightly, her grip reflecting the mounting anxiety within her.
Her breaths were shallow and ragged, each one punctuating the silence between them. "Can we hurry, please?" she whispered through gritted teeth.
Rob nodded, his heart pounding in sync with hers. He knew what she was going through, and he wanted nothing more than to ease her pain. He guided her gently into the car, then helped her buckle up.
The drive was silent, save for the soft hum of the engine and the occasional groan escaping from Candi's lips.
His cock stiffened as he looked at Candi. Her bosom heaved up and down with her breath and her belly was practically bursting out of her dress. Her dick sucking lips were wet as she blew through her contractions. Did he dare tell her what he wanted to do to her?
As they turned into Candi's driveway he stopped the car and looked her body up and down.
Her breathing was becoming heavier and faster and he noticed that she was clutching her belly. He felt aroused by this pregnant sex goddess and wondered how far he would have to carry her inside. He knew he could manage it though.
"I think I'm gonna need some help getting upstairs," Candi said. "Could you maybe come in and help me, Rob?"
Rob hesitated, but only slightly. His gut told him this was a golden opportunity.
This woman was so beautiful, especially now that she was heavily pregnant. She looked like a ripe peach about to burst with fruit. The baby kicking inside her must be squirming around, eager to meet its mommy. Rob thought of Candi as the perfect momma bear, nurturing and gentle. He wished he could reach out and touch her belly, feel the life growing inside her. He was entranced like a moth drawn to a flame.
"Of course," Rob replied, opening the passenger side door for Candi.
He held a hand out to her and helped her out the car. They slowly walked together and entered the front door.
"Let's get you inside and into a comfier spot."
As they stepped into the house, Candi led Rob to the living room, where she collapsed onto the couch. She let out a deep sigh of relief. "Thank God, this is so much better."
Rob eyed the plush cushions skeptically. "Think you can make it upstairs without passing out?"
"Yeah eventually I'll need to go upstairs, but for now I just want to sit here. Would you mind staying with me and helping with the birth of my twins? I know it's a lot to ask." she said shyly.
Rob stared at Candi, trying to process everything she'd just suggested. His heart raced at the thought of being part of such an intimate and vulnerable moment. He hesitated for a moment too long, which caused Candi to shift uncomfortably in her seat.
"It's just that... I mean, you don't have to. But I really appreciate your offer."
Rob cleared his throat. "No, it's alright. I'll stay. Just let me know what I can do to help."
Candi sighed, relief washing over her.
Candi said, "You can help me first of all by massaging my back."
She unzipped her dress and shimmied out of it tossing it to the side and kicked off her sandals. She wore nothing now but a lace bra and panties.
His cock stiffened as he watched her. The was the glistening of sweat on her beautiful swollen form.
Rob's hands trembled as he carefully reached out to touch her shoulders. "Tell me if it hurts," he murmured, placing his palms firmly on her back.
Candi exhaled deeply, her body arching instinctively towards his touch. "Ahhhh... That feels so good," she gasped, closing her eyes tightly.
He kneaded her muscles gently, his thumbs tracing soothing circles around her spine. His fingers danced along her skin, feeling every inch of her supple flesh.
Each gentle touch seemed to send a ripple of pleasure coursing through Candi's body. She let out soft moans of approval, her entire frame quivering with desire.
"That feels so good," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "Thank you, Rob."
He paused for a moment, his heart throbbing with raw emotion. "Don't mention it," he muttered, swallowing hard. "I'm just glad I could help."
As the minutes ticked by, the tension between them mounted.
Rob was desperately trying not to show how turned on he was. She said, "There is some scented massage oil in my gym bag in the hall. Could you please grab it?"
Candi requested, wincing slightly as another contraction gripped her body.
"Sure thing," Rob replied, springing up from the couch and rushing towards the hallway. He opened the gym bag cautiously, spying the bottle of lavender-scented oil inside. He brought it back to Candi, handing it to her gently.
Candi unscrewed the cap and took a whiff of the sweet aroma. "Ah, that smells heavenly. Thanks, Rob."
He smiled faintly, his eyes glued to the tantalizing sight of Candi's bare back.
"So, um, how do you want me to use this oil?" He asked, holding up the gleaming bottle.
Candi arched her back slightly, her face flushing with embarrassment. "Well, usually I'd lie facedown on a table and have someone rub the oil onto my skin. But I suppose we can try something different." Her voice trailed off, a hint of uncertainty creeping into her tone.
Rob gulped nervously, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. "Okay," he croaked, his voice hoarse and strained.
"L-let me know what you want me to do."
Candi glanced sideways at him, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Uh, well," she stammered, biting her lip. "You can start by pouring some oil onto the palm of your hand. Then, you can massage it onto my back, starting from the top and working your way down."
Rob nodded, his heart pounding like a jackhammer in his chest. He scooped up a generous amount of oil and rubbed it between his palms, watching it disappear as it warmed and blended with his skin.
Then, tentatively, he pressed his hands onto Candi's back, the cold oil making her shiver ever so slightly.
"Is that too cold?" he asked, his voice cracking with concern.
"No, it's alright," she reassured him, a small smile playing on her lips. "Keep going."
He began to apply the oil, moving his hands in slow wide circles, tracing patterns on her back.
Candi sighed contentedly, her body relaxing under his touch. "Mmmmmm, that feels amazing," she murmured, her voice sounding dreamy and distant.
Rob could feel the heat rising in his cheeks as he continued to stroke and caress her skin. Each pass of his hands sent shivers down his spine, and it wasn't long before he found himself completely lost in the sensual experience.
She stood up and took his hand and said, "Let's go upstairs" .
He followed her obediently, marveling at the sway of her hips and the gentle rise and fall of her enormous tits.
When they reached the bedroom, she sat down on the bed and patted the space beside her.
With a tentative smile, he joined her, sitting close enough to feel the warmth radiating from her body.
She took a deep breath and said, "I trust you, Rob. I need you to be strong for me."
Her words hung heavy in the air, filling his heart with a mix of excitement and apprehension.
He nodded, swallowing hard.