Incest/Taboo Maternity Hall Pass

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Enter Tessa, a horny woman in her twenty-fourth week of pregnancy. Her husband has neglected her needs entirely, but a neighborly nineteen-year-old who is infatuated with her certainly is eager to fill in the gaps. With a careless text from her husband, she is sent spiraling into the arms of Liam, the boy-next-door, who needs just a little encouragement to take this journey with Tessa.

Maternity Hall Pass

[Tessa - 10:23] Hey, can I talk to you about something?

[Daniel - 10:37] What's up? I'm in the middle of something, though.

[Tessa - 10:37] It's just... I've been feeling a bit distant from you lately, and it's been bothering me.

[Daniel - 10:42] Oh? I didn't realize. Can we discuss this later? I have a lot on my plate right now.

[Tessa - 10:43] Come on, you are always busy. Just been feeling a certain way, you know?

[Daniel - 10:50] like last night? Oh sorry I've just not in the most ya know? We'll talk about it soon, okay?

[Tessa - 10:51] Whatever. Sorry for bringing it up now.

[Daniel - 10:56] it's fine, your drive is just like crazy right now lol, you need a hall-pass or something.

[Tessa - 10:56] really? That's your answer to your pregnant wife?

[Tessa - 11:00] Daniel???

[Daniel - 11:10] sorry, just really busy, let's talk about this later.

[Tessa - 11:31] fine

With a discontent huff, Tessa lowered her phone and jammed the number 7 button on the elevator.

Holding her aching stomach, she took a deep breath through her nose and out through her mouth. She tried not to concentrate on all the cramps and pains of her changing, pregnant body. Life had been hard lately — pregnant, moving to a new city, constant horniness, and a dismissive husband. Tessa felt a bit cast aside. It was an emotion deeply rooted in her past and psyche. But she understood, she knew she was a lot. The twenty-five year-old had a constant need for attention to wash away the automatic thoughts that came to her in its absence.

Her history ingrained it in her, a history she wanted to forget. After a very one-sided relationship in her teens to early twenties, she was terrified of revisiting that feeling with her husband. Logically, she knew Daniel loved her, but lately, he hardly gave her the time of day. Her mind constantly raced through thoughts to explain his emotional distance, always turning up the worst, usually and most frightening outcome.

Going into her twenty-fourth week of pregnancy, she felt extremely vulnerable.

Standing in the elevator, waiting for the doors to close and to ascend, she couldn't help but look at the reflection in the chrome of the big, bloated mess that was her body. To most people, they would see a modest roundness in her tummy that accentuated her slender frame. She was compact, no bigger than a volleyball, a glowing symbol of new life. The smooth milky-white skin stretched over her belly had a pure clarity to it. But all she saw was a big blob that had morphed into her abdomen. The lack of affirmations from a husband, who didn't appreciate her glowing pregnant body, solidified the thought in her mind.

Her dark-sapphire eyes dimmed with sadness as she looked away from the chrome reflection. Tessa was at an all-time low.

As the doors crept closed, a hand slipped between them at the last second. They jolted open at the interruption and a familiar teenage boy rushed in out of breath.

"Sorry." Liam, the neighbor boy puffed as he barely made it to the elevator.

Tessa felt an unexpected perk up as he entered; the nineteen-year-old boy amused her often with his awkwardness. He lived right next door with his father, and she often ran into him throughout the day.

"You know there are more elevators, Liam." Tessa leaned back against the handlebar of the elevator to take some pressure off her strained back.

Liam stammered for a moment. He had an endearing shyness about him, that Tessa found cute. This was doubly so when he talked to Tessa, as it was obvious, he was infatuated with her.

"I, uh, well, I, wanted to... save energy." He nodded as if that response made sense. "I know you go to the same floor and all."

Tessa grinned widely, shaking her head as she listened to the bells and dings of the elevator and felt the inertia of its ascent.

"I guess that makes sense." A wry smile and teasing expression were passed from Tessa to Liam. The boy looked away bashfully, yet as they rose to the seventh floor, Tessa caught his gaze darting to and from her. She realized after a few moments that her tight shirt had risen up her belly, revealing her outie belly button atop her bump. It didn't bother her at all; somehow, Liam's cute infatuation with her was a daily affirmation that she had no shame in basking in. She didn't get it from anywhere else, so why not?

Though it felt odd for a young and healthy boy to be so attracted to an older, pregnant woman, she was not going to stop it. She let him take as many looks at her outie and smooth bump as he liked, and by the time the elevator dinged at their floor, she felt the heat on her face from the gratification of it.

"Oh, this is, uh, it." Tessa slowly slipped by Liam and out of the elevator. She wondered if she needed to invest in some maternity shirts at this point. But one look at the olive-skinned boy's reddened face made her second guess it. She'd take all the wardrobe malfunctions from her changing shape that she could get if it felt like this.

"Yeah, uh, it is!" Liam slipped out just behind her, running up to her side, and looking at the ceiling while they walked.

"You know, uh, did you know that bananas are a great source of potassium for pregnant women? They can help prevent muscle cramps and support healthy fetal development."

Tessa giggled, trying to politely conceal it, as she smiled and looked at the boy. He seemed eagerly hopeful his tidbit of wisdom landed true with her. Tessa flicked her thick brown hair behind her ear and nodded, as they came to her door.

"Oh? Thanks, Liam, I'll remember that one." Back against her door, she looked the boy over, as he awkwardly swayed and struggled to prolong their conversation. Liam used any excuse to be around her.

"Yeah, well I figure it might be good to know. If you like bananas and all." Liam had to search for every word as he said it.

Putting her key in her door, she turned back to him once more, her small shirt still rising above her bump to the enjoyment of the boy's eyes.

"It is, after all... I love bananas." Her tongue flicked with the suggestion, as she twisted the knob and let herself in.

Liam froze as his ears turned red with innuendo. Tessa simply slunk back into her apartment, leaving the pining boy alone in the hall.

"Bye Liam." She wiggled her fingers as she shut the door behind her, a hand on her cute tear-drop-shaped tummy.

Liam's eyes were fixated on everything below her neck, so much so that he hardly managed the word, "Goodbye." Before the door shut.

Alone in her apartment, Tessa leaned against her door with a puff. The coquettishness of the encounter had her feeling warm, and in more than one way. Her hand fanned at her face frantically, as she came to terms with the whole boy-next-door thing in her mind.

What was she even doing? The stirring within herself for a nineteen-year-old was jarring. But, as she reflected on the messages from her husband and her life recently, it made sense. She was pining for affirmation and affection just as much as Liam. He saw her, and when he was there, she didn't feel overlooked.

Was it wrong though? The passing thought as to the morality of it faded as she unlocked her phone and read the last messages with her husband.

"A hall pass huh?" She locked her phone and took a deep breath. Sliding her back down the door, Tessa bit her lip and looked in the direction of Liam's apartment.

This feeling... her self-esteem inflated with the slightest of interactions... she was going to lean into it and embrace it. After all, she deserved to feel wanted.

That night, Tessa and Daniel fought over the text message exchange, his lack of dedicated attention to her needs, and his lack empathy. A lot revolved around his careless words, like the mention of the hall pass, and how Tessa perceived that as him not caring about her at all.

It was a loud engagement, filled with inflated emotions and tears. Liam could hear most of it through the wall, as could many of the other neighbors around them. After it went on for a time, Mrs. Peppercorn, an older woman who lived below them, knocked on the door to see if everything was all right. Of course, it wasn't, but their cacophony ended.

Not long after, Daniel loudly declared, "I have a business trip to go on. See you in a few days." And with a slam of their front door, he was gone.

If he pressed his ear close enough to their shared wall, Liam could hear Tessa's faint cries. His heart reached out for her, resolving itself to extend any and all support it could for her in the next few days.

A night's rest was anything but for Tessa upon waking the next day. Not only did the ailments of pregnancy fatigue her, but the weight of her marital woes hovered above her head. Inspecting herself in the waking mirror, Tessa could not decide if the puffiness in her face was from the pregnancy or the amount of crying she did the night previous.

Regardless, today was a new day. She was determined to put her mind off of it.

With comfort in mind, she slipped on a loose-fitting pair of navy-blue cotton short shorts and yet another pre-pregnancy tank top that comically slid up and around her belly. Prior to her body changing, Tessa hardly had breasts of note, thus she was rarely worried about tucking the girls away in whatever piece from her wardrobe she wore. But with the pregnancy, her tits had ballooned, and while she was proud of it, it wasn't worth the aching.

Nipples poking through and cleavage front and center, she made herself breakfast, enjoyed some tea, and caught a few early morning soaps. Generally, she did anything to keep her mind busy.

But no matter what, the thoughts about her marriage and of how Daniel was casting her aside kept creeping back in. Tessa found herself staring at the wall, lost in a trail of negative thoughts, shaking herself out of it best she could, before attending to the next activity.

It was one such trance of self-destructive thought that the doorbell woke Tessa from, her whole body flinching.

"Who...?" Tessa looked through the peephole to find out who it would be. Of course, it was nothing too exciting, just the water guy bringing jugs of spring water her husband swore by. Tessa never could understand why he couldn't just drink tap.

Opening the door, a balding man, a few years older than she, stood with a scanner in hand. His small eyes immediately found her busting cleavage and poking nipples. There was not a second wasted in looking her very pregnant form over, belly and all as she waited to receive her order.

"Two... errr three jugs today, ma'am." The delivery man tugged at his collar as his eyes danced about in a jig of innocence, as if he was not just ogling a pregnant housewife.

Tessa didn't mind being looked over, it was, in fact, gratifying. She would even take a pause and pretend to count the jugs and debate herself as to what her husband said the order should be. This, of course, was a ruse to let him look at her, which he undoubtedly obliged. She did her signature belly rub, letting him watch her fertile womb bounce as she swayed.

He took the bait each time, practically salivating at the mouth. But it just didn't have the same feeling as when she did it to Liam. The warmth and boost to her confidence were not there.

"Can I help you bring these in ma'am?" He cleared his throat. While it was a standard thing to do, one Tessa frankly relied on, she got the feeling he was hoping for a bit more.

"I'll help her." The peppy tones of the boy-next-door made Tessa flutter. A smile, previously hidden under puffy cheeks and a sour morning, emerged to blossom for him. So evident, even the Joe Shmo delivery man saw the spark.

"Oh, well, suuure. Sign here." He rolled his eyes, stealing a few more looks at her form. Both he and Liam were caught up in it, as Tessa made the slowest and loopiest signature of all time. An extra flourish of the stylist saw her tits jiggling with each pass.

"Thanks." She gave him a simple dismissal. The delivery man departed to rethink his whims on the route to his next stop.

"And thank you, Liam. You are so sweet!" Tessa bubbled it up. The thoughts about the hall pass, whether her husband meant it or not, reentered her mind. It was like the answer to her question, of how she was going to distract herself from her life's problems, walked into her apartment carrying jugs of water.

Her hand grazed the boy's shoulders as he hefted them through her door.

"It's fine really, I didn't want you moving them by yourself. It's not safe in your condition."

He huffed a bit carrying them across the room. Tessa took her turn, looking him over as he passed her. He was a well-built boy. Liam was a tad taller than she was, almond-colored skin, curly brown hair, and a broad, white smile that sometimes hid behind nervous expressions. His ass was of particular note to her, her hand feigned grasping it, while he was not looking.

"Just set them right there, Liam." She pointed to a spot near the fridge.

Tessa needed to think quickly of an original way to channel her allure to the younger man, her eyes catching a few empty jugs in her kitchen. She bit her lip. "Can you also take these down to the collection point?"

"Yeah, of course, I'll—" Liam, eager to grab them and do as he was bidden, was stopped by a wave of Tessa's hand.

"I got it, silly boy, I'm not completely helpless, you know." Devious thoughts crossed her mind.

Facing away from him, Tessa bent at the hips, her ass pointed directly to Liam who got a full view of her rump. Like most of her exhibitionism that morning, she took extra time with it. In doing so, Liam got to see a bit more than just her ass.

Her loose-fitting shorts parted at the leg hole, beneath them the neat and hairy slit of her womanhood peeked out. With her bending over it even gave him a pink wink, it was a view Tessa could have only hoped to give him. She wondered if the sex-charged nineteen-year-old would be taken by the sight and initiate naughty activities. Her mind at least went there; though in practice, knowing how awkward Liam was, she doubted he would.

She stayed in that position for as long as her aching back, and acting ability, would let her. No doubt he had stared into her soul through her pussy; at the very least, it would plant some seeds for the future.

When she rose and turned around, there was a glint of wickedness to her grin, hoping to find Liam flustered and aroused by the sight of her rear.

But what she found was Liam blushing a hard red, looking up and away from her. It was obvious he had seen, but for a reason unbeknownst to her, he was not doing the boyish thing and taking advantage of the situation.

Nevertheless, the act charged her, enough that she felt aroused enough for the both of them. She wanted to rip her clothes off right then and there, but she didn't want to scare the boy away. Tessa would need to test the waters gently. He was a well-mannered man it seemed.

"Here you go, Liam." Tessa came close to the boy, enough so her baby bump playfully ricocheted off the front of his pants.

"Sorry, I feel so awkward like this." She played it off.

Grabbing the jugs from Tessa's hands, Liam blushed even more. His eyes were looking everywhere but her body; so much so, that he looked strained.

"No... it's fine, I totally understand, I don't mind it at all. Like you're just going through, or doing a lot to bring a whole new life into this world, a bit of awkwardness is expected. But like not that you are awkward, you're great, you know, as much as I know you, that is."

Tessa giggled at his thrilling oration, waiting for him to finish with a smile at the other end.

"That's sweet of you to say, Liam. You really do know how to boost a girl's confidence. I bet you make your girlfriend feel so special." Tessa probed subtly.

"Oh, heh, I don't, I don't have one of those. A girlfriend, that is."

Bingo. Tessa could hardly hold back the devilish smile that came from that revelation. It was time to up the ante with this boy— he was fair game, after all.

"What?! I don't believe that. You're way too cute to be single, Liam." She playfully pinched his bicep.

Liam gulped. Tessa's sudden flirting made his head explode, especially with what he just saw of hers.

"Three years ago when I was in school, I'd be all over you." She opened the door for him, sure to puff out her chest, atop which her very puffy nipples showed right through the green cotton of her tank top.

He didn't look like he knew what to think about all of that. In fact, he didn't say another word as he left, simply disappearing down the hall with jugs in hand, as Tessa rubbed her belly and watched his tight ass walk away.

This boy just needed a bit more encouragement, which Tessa was keen to provide.

Tessa sat in the most uncomfortable 'conversation chair' money could buy, next to the window of her master bedroom. It was a chair more for looks than anything. Tessa rarely sat in it longer than to tie her shoes. But today, she was pretending to read a book in it. She was pretending because she was really waiting, waiting for Liam to appear in his window kitty-corner to her own.

It was rare, but she sometimes caught a glimpse of him doing homework there. Or, on the off occasion her window was open, she could find him staring at her admiringly. Each time, she made it a point to linger long enough to bask in his adoration, but today, with the curtains wide open, she had something else in mind.

With a bit of patience, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Liam pass his window and do a double-take. Innocently, she sat in her chair, pretending not to see him, a soft smile on her face as she 'read'. She was wearing a pink, two-piece nightie set with a button-up blouse and shorts. The top button of her blouse was roguishly undone, letting him sneak a look at a bit of her cleavage.

In her periphery, Liam settled down at the desk underneath the window. It took everything for Tessa to not laugh at him, as he poorly hid behind his curtain, eyes watching her every breath.

This silly boy knew how to make her day, by being cute and awkward. If only he could make her day by being forward and naughty, like she would expect a boy his age to be. But then again, maybe that's why Tessa liked him so much, because of how awkward and interesting he made this. She knew the attraction was there for him, she just had to woo him towards acting on it.

The showmanship of it excited Tessa. Thinking through every step of the performance she would give at that window, made her gleeful as she prepared.

But there was one problem, the open courtyard of their apartments.

All the units in their building looked out over this courtyard. On any given day, it was easy to see inside any open window. Tessa didn't know how to feel about the possibility that others may also see her little show catered to Liam. Would anyone tell her husband if they did? He knew just as few people as she, so perhaps, she would get away with it. Perhaps the risk of others seeing added enjoyment to it. The conflicted woman wasn't sure. But with another look at the poorly concealed boy in the window, she knew what she wanted to show him.

Mentally, Tessa committed to giving Liam a show, and any other possible extra audience member.

"Okay, Tessa, life is short, you're already doing this for one neighbor, what's another." She gulped, her insides tingling as she boiled over with hormonal fluttering.

"Oh gosh..." she smiled and covered her mouth as she caught someone else passing by a window across from her. This was going to be the sluttiest thing she had ever done, but it truly made it even more exciting at her core.

Tessa stood up from her chair, avoiding looking through the window. Her pink blouse hung along her pregnant belly, the bottom curve of which slipped underneath the satin. She began to unbutton the blouse one button at a time. In the corner of her eye, Liam had become extremely interested in what was happening. He wasn't so gentlemanly when he thought he couldn't be seen.

As the fabric fell off her shoulders and away from her torso, her skin glistened from neck to tummy. Tessa had oiled up just before this, ensuring her pregnant body had a real noticeable sparkle to it. Her purple bra was the only thing that was left as she tossed her blouse to her bed.

A quick check of her boy and there was nary a blink. A chill ran up her spine as she twitched her shoulder. His eyes, and the possibility of others', burning a hole in her.

Turning away from him, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. The tight purple cradle was cast aside as she stretched her arms out and teased with her bare back. She wrapped one arm around her breasts as if she cared to be modest, turning towards the window and pretending to fuss with her book.

With bated breath, her audience waited to see if she would reveal her bosom. Tessa enjoyed keeping Liam on the edge for a time, but would finally relent and let her girls free from concealment. His jaw dropped at the sight of her luscious and juicy nipples. Their pink nubbiness made his mouth salivate. They were the size of a fifty-cent piece, but even at a distance, Liam could appreciate every detail about them.

To add to the show, Tessa began to rub her hands around her breasts, as if to massage herself from the aching feeling the station of motherhood had laid upon her. She took deep breaths and played up her enjoyment of the act well, ensuring the boy got a good feel for it.

It was almost like they were together in this act, Tessa certainly was forming a strange connection with Liam. It was not everyone who got to see her like this. The act of debasing herself for him gave her a warm feeling of gratification that she was, indeed, sexy, despite feeling like a big cow.

She was meant to be sexy, that's what the maternity blogs said. Fuck Daniel and what he thought; Liam was getting the full show, so long as he gave her that wanting gaze.

Letting her breasts hang, she slipped her hands along the glistening oiled skin of her baby bump and grabbed the waistband of her pink satin night shorts. Sinking down to the floor at the knees, Tessa rid herself of them. The only cloth left on her body was a black thong, an image Liam was committing to memory.

But there were so many other memories to be made before Tessa was through. Still facing the window, she rose; Liam flinching and pretending that he was not watching. It was silly, she couldn't imagine how it was not obvious what she was doing. If it was not already, she had plans to raise the bar.

Her hands were held underneath her belly as she swayed, eyes closed as if she was relaxing in this dance. Her breasts swayed with her. It was not the most comfortable thing; the pressure of her colostrum building had an intense ache about it. To distract herself, she slipped a hand beneath her panties and rubbed, unafraid to show what she was doing to her audience.

Tessa playfully moaned, as she used a finger to tease her clit. While they obviously could not hear her, she played up her facial expressions and head movements to really illustrate what was happening.

He was fully enthralled in the sight, now it was time to reveal the main act. Bending down once more (a tiring act for a pregnant woman) her thong was discarded in the same manner as her shorts. A now fully nude Tessa stood in the window, looking up at the sky and badly pretending she didn't notice a very enthralled Liam kitty-corner to her.

Tessa soon found her bed, crawling onto it on all fours, pretending to fuss with the sheets. Her sex sat on display between her two thighs. It was adorned in a thin layer of hair, while it was hard for a pregnant lady to keep herself trimmed, she made efforts to not have a bush.

Her moist lips parted for a time, as she let him take the sight in. Her hand soon came back to the stage and rubbed around her labia, showing the boy what he wished he could touch. A finger or two even slipped in, stroking the surface of her cunt as she rocked on her hips, wishing the same.

Liam was watching intently, the best seat in the house. Tessa even pointed herself at him. He was the focus, after all.

Flipping to her back, Tessa spread her legs wide, fingers eagerly diving in and rubbing her own bits, as she begged Liam to watch through her efforts. A few long and tantalizing moments of this would pass, as she hoped he would get the picture. While Tessa was exhilarated from the act of exhibitionism, she was left with intense desire for the real deal.

Standing up, the show was over. It was time to take a bow. There were no charades now, Tessa confidently stood behind her window in the nude, hand on her hip as she impishly grinned. She looked at Liam; the boy now knew he was caught. But given her unabashed display standing there, he didn't recoil either. Tessa took a once-over the rest of the windows, if there was someone there, they certainly hid themselves better than Liam.

She gave Liam a very direct and pointed smile. Waving her fingers to him, rubbing her oiled belly in turn. After seeing the positively befuddled look on his face, and steam coming out of his ears, she was content her little show had done something.

One last smile and it was curtain call, her majestic nudity concealed... for now. Tessa's groundwork was laid.

To say that Tessa had any sort of grand plan in place would be overstating it. While she may have had her schemes, she didn't pretend to feel like any of this was well orchestrated.

It was all just one Hail Mary to earn a bit of sexual attention from a cute boy that seemed eager. The interactions she had with him, thus far, seemed to indicate she was headed in the right direction. So, all she could do was to keep taking it a step further. Of course, she couldn't do that from a window, it was time to get up close and personal.

Being he was a nineteen-year-old boy, he was clearly susceptible to basic exposition. Hence, the afternoon of the same day, Tessa shamelessly dug out a yellow string bikini from the drawer of her pre-pregnancy clothes, and left her apartment with a towel under her arm. The bottoms went on well enough, as beneath her bump her waist hadn't changed much. But her top was about to bust, going from hardly anything to mommy milkers was not what the extra-small bikini top signed up for. But with determination, Tessa squeezed into it; boy, was it an erotic sight, one she hoped Liam would appreciate.

It was time to take a dip, but she wanted a bit of company. A dainty knock, hands behind her back, and a wry smile ought to summon him. From checking the peephole to the door opening, it was but a split second; both Tessa and Liam blushing heavily upon the second time seeing each other that day

Liam made a quick pass of his eyes over her. Unsure if he was about to be scolded for peeping.

"Tessa... I, uh... I just wanted to tell you I wasn't you know, I had some homework, and well, I shouldn't be looking through windows, and I, uh... saw—"

"Liam." She stopped him mid-sentence. He seemed to genuinely feel bad about the incident.

"Tessa..." her name fell from his lips. An intense longing ran through her at the sound of it.

"I'm going for a swim, I... uh, wanted to see if you wanted to join." She playfully bounced, still oiled belly and breasts jiggling.

"Join? I, uh—"

"Say yes," Tessa insisted, the boy needed some help. "That is... if you want to."

"Uh, well, uh...."

Tessa gave him a knowing look.

"Yes." He conceded.

"Yay... I'll see you down there, soon?" She receded from his doorstep in the direction of the pool. The boy could only nod, eyes all over her body and head swirling with questions.

"Yeah, I'll be down really quickly." His nervous excitement bursting through.

Tessa made her way down to the pool to prepare herself. This was going to be the proving ground. There seemed to be no one else there that day, a likely case as it was early afternoon in the middle of the work week. The pool itself was uncovered, the outward-facing units looking down on it from above.

Throwing her towel down, she wasted no time slipping into the water. The cool liquid was a bit chilly, at first, but she was feeling plenty warm to make up for it. Going waist-deep, she prepared a small surprise for when Liam arrived. Giggling to herself, she daydreamed about Liam slipping into the water with her and sharing the same flowing passion she felt for him. If only he would hurry up and get down there.

Liam, of course, would not disappoint, hardly five minutes passed before he arrived at the edge of the pool with golden retriever energy.

"Come in silly, it's nice." Tessa playfully splashed in his direction.

Liam seemed a bit flustered, as Tessa intended. He didn't refuse to get in though, slipping down the stairs into the water with a shiver.

"It's cold, is it okay for you?" He asked, with his tone of cute concern.

"I'm fine." She rubbed her belly. "I'm feeling kind of... hot... today, anyways."

Liam came to the same depth as she, but his eyes noticeably were looking anywhere but at her.

Tessa pretended to try and look for what he was seeing in the sky. But she knew why he was averting his gaze. The polite boy didn't want to stare at her nip-slip that Tessa purposefully planned.

"What are you looking for?"

"Uh... well, oh... it's just your top." He motioned his hand above his own chest as he looked away.

"Oh! Pfft, how embarrassing." Tessa looked down, pretending to not know her pink juicy nub was sticking out of her undersized top. Honestly, with how small it was, she wouldn't really need to pull her top back to show her nipple, it would have happened eventually anyways.

She feigned fixing it, walking towards the wall of the pool, as the chivalrous Liam looked in the other direction.

"You're a sweet boy, Liam."

"Oh... uh, thanks."

"Mmmmmm" She sang as her mind raced around an idea.

"It's really nice of you to always be so concerned about me, always being ready to help when I need it." Tessa came closer to Liam in the water.

"Well... no problem. I, uh, am happy to help you any way I can, you know." His darker skin glistened in the pool water, as Tessa bit her lip. This sweet-boy persona he had was tugging at her strings, especially the honey chords.

"Thanks, Liam, you know I feel really safe around you." He didn't see her hands slip underneath the water behind her back.

"Uh, thanks."

"Because of that, this top has really been bothering me, with how tight it is. I'm just going to take it off..."

Before the word 'off' left her mouth, she had plopped the bikini top on the pool deck. Liam could not help but look out of stinging curiosity, his eyes wide, as the topless Tessa was in the pool with him, with no windows between. He quickly averted his gaze once again, gulping hard.

"... if that's okay, that is." She clicked her tongue.

Liam looked hard at the trim of the modern-styled beige apartment buildings above them. The balconies and windows as well, that could possibly be the vantage point for their neighbors to see Tessa indecent. But she was a grown woman, who was he to tell her how to dress?

"If that, uh, makes you feel better, yeah... yeah..."

"Aw, thanks, Liam." She leaned against the wall of the pool, kicking her legs out with a dribble of water.

A few long moments passed as Tessa waited patiently, but this boy was a tough nut to crack. Perhaps, he just needed direction? Or maybe some directness?

"Liam, I wouldn't want you to hurt your neck. I don't care if you look or not. It didn't seem to bother you in the window. "

Liam's eyes descended slowly, hair standing up on the back of his neck. His curiosity demanded, he looked at her dead-on, given permission. Tessa beamed as she made sure her tits were above the water and in full view.

"I'm sorry about... the, uh, window, Tessa." Liam looked ashamed of what he did. But what stirred her the most was he looked her directly in the eye, not to her breasts, but into her very soul. Her heart fluttered for a moment, the feeling she had of this boy changing in that very intense moment.

"Liam... don't be. I'm glad you saw." Tessa felt bad she was being naughty and making the good-natured boy feel guilty.

"You're glad?" Liam dared to come closer to Tessa, also leaning against the wall about five feet from her.

"Yeah... you really seemed to appreciate me, my body. At least, I hope you did."

Tessa wasn't content with five feet, bringing herself shoulder to shoulder with Liam who froze, arms prickling with goosebumps with the touch of her bare skin. His eyes downturned looking over her wet breasts.

"I do." There was no lie in Liam's eyes.

"Good... at least someone does..." A bit of sadness came out in Tessa's voice.

"Tessa." His concern came out again.

"Tsk... sorry, never mind. Oof... they really are aching."

Tessa quickly changed the subject and added rubbing her tits to distract from a brief moment of vulnerability and reflection on how deep Daniel's words cut her. It was not an entirely smooth transition of the conversation, her sensitivity on the subject was plain to Liam. However, he respected the boundary she was putting up. Though his mind was boggled by what boundaries the topless pregnant woman next to him chose to put up, and the ones she didn't.

Lost in the thought, he stared deeply into her nipples. The usually polite and reserved boy subconsciously smacking his lips, as the water dribbled off her perky nubs. The pink flesh of her areolas looked delectable, and for a few minutes, she let him build the fantasy of what they tasted like in his head.

"They have been so engorged lately." She rubbed them some more, breaking the silence and the boy's trance.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Tessa." He looked into her eyes and back to her breasts, as she kneaded them. "From what I read... there are a lot of aches and pains that go along with pregnancy." He tried to empathize in his charmingly innocent way once more.

She nodded, as she turned towards him.

"Yeah... and there isn't much that can be done for a lot of them. For this, they would have to be drained some to give me relief." She looked at him curiously, to see if he would make the connection on his own.

"Oh, drained?" He was listening, but didn't quite get the hint.

Typical Liam, you could lead a horse to water, or, in this case, a teenaged boy to breasts, she supposed. Tessa guessed that she would have to take the lead on most things between them.

"Yeah... like someone would have to latch on and suck some out." She casually rubbed a titty against his arm, still kneading them in a show of their pliable flesh.

Her breasts weren't nearly as achy as she led on. But this was the first step needed to play on Liam's willingness to do anything and everything to help her. Judging by the distorted sight of a bulge in his swim trunks beneath the water, he wanted to take the next step too.

"Oh... OH." His eyes grew wide as the connotation finally reached him.

"Mmmmhmm." Tessa bit her lip and raised her body more out of the water. Her breasts were just a few inches below his face.

"I'd be really appreciative of it..." her wide, dark-blue eyes sang to him with a seductive glint of lust and appreciation. Though the boy, not even in his twenties, could hardly tell exactly what a woman wanted, his proximity to a full set of tits was a big hint.

"But what about your husb—"

Tessa put a finger to Liam's mouth, and a sour expression visited her.

"Shh. Don't think about that." She was a bit terse, less sensual than the conversation leading up to this.

Liam was surprised by the reaction. But Tessa plucked at his lip and came a hair closer to him.

"Just be that super helpful and sweet boy that wants to help the pregnant lady who is all alone, with... whatever she wants." She touched her chest to his, her nipples teasing his pecks.

Nodding, Liam sunk down to eye level. He didn't know the first thing about what to do, true to form. He simply sat staring at her juicy nips with reverence.

"Silly boy." Tessa took her tit in hand and ran her nipple across his lips. "Just put this in your mouth, and suck hard. Don't worry about being too hard, that's what they are built for."

He looked around them, in the open, the balconies above with a perfect view. Tessa felt the awkwardness as well. Anyone could be watching; anyone could walk in on them. But it felt so thrilling, having this younger man suckle on her tits.

His lips soon did as they were bid, an odd, yet alluring sound coming from Tessa, as he toyed with it in his mouth. A few swipes of his tongue, a gentle test with his teeth, all met by audible responses from the stimulated pregnant woman.

"Sorry, they are just sensitive and it feels good." A red-faced Tessa made excuses for her lusty moans. Her hand grazed his arm and sides, as he positioned his mouth. Her nails scratched at his skin as he began to suck. She could feel it, he was drawing it out of her.

As the first draws of her essence filled his mouth, Liam recoiled. The taste was sour, a wince coming over his face. But quickly, he regretted his visible reaction and feigned a smile, while swallowing it whole.

"What? Do you not like my milk? Isn't it sweet?" Tessa pretended to look annoyed, as Liam struggled to down it.

"No... it's amazing, just surprised me is all." Liam lied and moved to dive back in, but was distracted by a hearty laugh from Tessa.

"You're too cute. I'm sorry I should have warned you. It's not gonna taste good. It's colostrum, not milk, it's kinda sour. My milk won't come in 'til after the baby is born."

Liam looked like he was learning something, nodding in confirmation.

"But when it does come in I'll give you a taste, so you can tell the difference." She winked at him as he blushed.

"I'd like that."

Tessa was now blushing as well.

"But I still would really appreciate it if you drained them a bit more... you can spit out the rest in the pool. I understand."

"No."

Tessa's heart dropped.

"I won't spit it out. I'm swallowing it."

Tessa's heart subsequently went into the sky.

"I want to appreciate every last drop you have to give."

That fluttering came back again, intensely. Tessa melted into Liam, as he brought his lips to her chest again and suckled. Her whimpers were soft and loving as she grasped the back of his head and patted him lovingly. This was turning into something more, very slowly.

As he drained one and switched to the other, Tessa had begun to rub her lower half along his leg, humping, as he made her chest explode with arousal.

"Oh my god, Liam" She whispered in his ear for fear of the world hearing should she cry it out in the community pool. Her gyrating became even more intense as he took the last few drags of her nipples, a satisfied smack of his lips as he pulled back from her, and the pregnant lady was left dazed with her legs wrapped around his.

"That, that felt good." She removed her lower half from him, embarrassed of her carnal reaction to the stimulation. Liam looked simply dazzled.​