I went to a local sports bar after my shift got out at 3pm today, Chelsea v Arsenal was on the tv so I relaxed and had a couple pints.
I had already scoped this place out a while back and noticed the hostess, turns out to be manager, had a baby bump going on, and at the time she was probably 4 or 5 months along. The other night we ordered food from this place and I went to pick it up, with the hope she was still there; and she was was and I was lucky enough to see her again today. Turns out now she’s 36 weeks and looks like she’s ready to pop. She is my next target. (Fingers crossed)
As I’m enjoying the game, and knocking them back by myself (which is rare for me) the first thing I noticed about her was the bump. Turns out she’s 8 months, 32 weeks along. The whole time she’s got a hand on the top of her belly, and rubbing it at will, it’s like she wanted everyone to know how pregnant she is. I’m making small talk with her, with other people around me as well. But I didn’t care. I was shooting my shot. Eventually she went to sit down away from the bar but close enough to still get there fast because it was quiet and she was eating something. I got up to go the bathroom, had another interaction with her, and when I got back I went right up to her and said “I know this is awful of me, but could I feel?” She had no problem and said of course. It was incredible, perfectly round and pretty firm...a very taught belly. I was high off it!
I take my seat back at the bar, and she comes to give me a refill. I say to her “that must happen all the time.” She goes on to say “oh you have no idea! I’m pretty open about it, so I have no problem as long as the person asks.” I agree and say that’s just out of bounds and it’s rude to not ask. Time goes on, we’re still talking about everything there is to talk about, eventually I say “I take it she’s the other pregnant girl here” because she had mentioned there was another girl, pointing to a very big and round girl who wore her pregnancy very well. She laughs and says “oh yeah that’s her, she’s only a month ahead of me!” That alone got me all high.
Eventually time goes on, I have my eye on the 32 weeker who is a gorgeous blonde and I’m very excited to watch her work until she pops (she said she was). I even made sure to introduce myself so I can become a regular. Eventually, I ask for my bill and stand up from the bar, she walks around to a side (where I was hoping she would go) to get the receipt and my card. As she hands it to me and says thank you have a great night, I say “you think I could feel one more time, for the road? And she laughs and obliges. This time with her standing, I got to feel the whole thing and my god I’m still in a daze. I’ve never felt a belly like hers before and it was incredible. So firm and so beautiful.
My first thought after leaving was to write something here. I love this site and hope for other to post there Real Life interactions.
Otherwise I will keep you all posted. The 32 weeker called the place a maternity ward because they’ve had a few pregnant girls there who are all popping.
I had already scoped this place out a while back and noticed the hostess, turns out to be manager, had a baby bump going on, and at the time she was probably 4 or 5 months along. The other night we ordered food from this place and I went to pick it up, with the hope she was still there; and she was was and I was lucky enough to see her again today. Turns out now she’s 36 weeks and looks like she’s ready to pop. She is my next target. (Fingers crossed)
As I’m enjoying the game, and knocking them back by myself (which is rare for me) the first thing I noticed about her was the bump. Turns out she’s 8 months, 32 weeks along. The whole time she’s got a hand on the top of her belly, and rubbing it at will, it’s like she wanted everyone to know how pregnant she is. I’m making small talk with her, with other people around me as well. But I didn’t care. I was shooting my shot. Eventually she went to sit down away from the bar but close enough to still get there fast because it was quiet and she was eating something. I got up to go the bathroom, had another interaction with her, and when I got back I went right up to her and said “I know this is awful of me, but could I feel?” She had no problem and said of course. It was incredible, perfectly round and pretty firm...a very taught belly. I was high off it!
I take my seat back at the bar, and she comes to give me a refill. I say to her “that must happen all the time.” She goes on to say “oh you have no idea! I’m pretty open about it, so I have no problem as long as the person asks.” I agree and say that’s just out of bounds and it’s rude to not ask. Time goes on, we’re still talking about everything there is to talk about, eventually I say “I take it she’s the other pregnant girl here” because she had mentioned there was another girl, pointing to a very big and round girl who wore her pregnancy very well. She laughs and says “oh yeah that’s her, she’s only a month ahead of me!” That alone got me all high.
Eventually time goes on, I have my eye on the 32 weeker who is a gorgeous blonde and I’m very excited to watch her work until she pops (she said she was). I even made sure to introduce myself so I can become a regular. Eventually, I ask for my bill and stand up from the bar, she walks around to a side (where I was hoping she would go) to get the receipt and my card. As she hands it to me and says thank you have a great night, I say “you think I could feel one more time, for the road? And she laughs and obliges. This time with her standing, I got to feel the whole thing and my god I’m still in a daze. I’ve never felt a belly like hers before and it was incredible. So firm and so beautiful.
My first thought after leaving was to write something here. I love this site and hope for other to post there Real Life interactions.
Otherwise I will keep you all posted. The 32 weeker called the place a maternity ward because they’ve had a few pregnant girls there who are all popping.
