Please stay in a few more days

Natasha had been pregnant with twins for 41 weeks. Her belly was so full, yet there were no stretchmarks whatsoever. The twins, ready to be born any second, were laying incredibly low and she could feel a head pushing on her cervix with every movement she did. Sitting on a bike was certainly not a great activity for a women in her condition, but she didn't own a car. Her small ass had become a bit fuller but was still perfectly fit. Her lace panties showed clearly through the fabric of her thin, light brown pants. The saddle of the bike pressed against her privates and transferred every shock from the ground right to her cervix. The last few meters up the cobblestone to my house were the toughest. A small discomfort strained her face. Her usually small breast had grown considerably, although she did not have the money to invest in new, appropriately sized bras. Therefore her full breast were overflowing from the bra, that so nicely matched her panties. How on earth could she not be dripping milk from her nipples - the tits looked as if they were about to explode. The skinny was so thinned out and stretched, you could see the veins.

She used to work for me to clean and manage the house, but I usually wasn't around much when she came to work. Therefore I did not know she was pregnant. In fact we used to be good friends, but I was away so often for work, that we didn't really had time to catch up in the last few months - the only thing that reminded me her existence was, that the house had always been spotless when I came back from a long trip abroad.

Today, I had asked her for a meeting concerning the new gardener I wanted to hire. I was quite surprised to see her pregnant, let alone that heavily pregnant when she drove up the driveway to my house on her old bicycle. I had prepared a few small snacks and had poured us a drink, but as I noticed she was pregnant I had to change plans. We settled for coffee. After sitting on the table in my home office for two hours and discussing, she leaned forward over the table to grab something, she felt a sharp pain in her lower back. "Oooooha", she cried out and quickly put her hands on her hips. "Everything alright?", I asked. "Yeah, but I think we should take a break. Besides, I have to go pee again.". She put down the files we had been working on and waddled to the toilet. After 5 mins or so, I heard groaning coming from the toilet and went to see what was going on. The door wasn't fully closed and I could see Natasha only with her panties down on all fours, trying to get something from behind the toilet. Her incredible ass was pointing right at me, with only the lace panties covering her privates. "Can I help?, I asked. "Yes, please.", she said, quickly pulling up her pants and giving me an innocent smile. "I dropped my phone behind the toilet, but I can't get it.", she moaned. As she tried to come out of that weird position, she suddenly felt a strong tightening in her belly. "Ahhhhh, oh my god that feels weird!", she said through gritted teeth. "Are you ok?", I asked. "These cramps kill me", she answered smiling. A bit of sweat had build up on her forehead. I offered her my hand to help her get up. As she came on her knees, I could see the huge belly swing a bit under her top. With a small moan, she finally managed to get up. She was totally exhausted and slowly touched her breast to massage them gently. In fact she had put a bit of pressure on them, while trying to reach her phone. Now her breast were hurting a lot. "It's not even the belly, that hurts the most... My small boobies were not made to be that full.", she smiled. Her face showed, that she was in quite some pain. "Do you have an ice pack by any chance?". "Sure!", I answered. I picked up here phone and handed it to here, before slowly escorting here to the kitchen. I took a cooling pad from the freezer and wrapped it in a clean kitchen towel. She sat on the chair, pulled up here top and put the icepack on her bra to cool here aching breasts. "Oh for fucks sake!", she exclaimed. "I am leaking milk." I tried not to look to obviously on her, but I was so turned on by everything that had happened. I saw a small patch of liquid on her bra and even a bit of her nipple was exposed, because the bra was so small. She noticed that I stared on her boobs and belly.

She looked back at me - a look she had never given me before.