I was swimming at an indoor pool last week and saw a group of mothers and their children walking toward me on the narrow pool deck; three pretty, young blondes led by 5 children of varying ages. Immediately I noticed the swaying of the mother in back and knew that I was in for a treat. As the group got closer the deck opened up, the two mothers in front parted giving me a clear view at the heavily pregnant mother-to-be, she wore a black strapless maternity bathing suit.
I tried not to stare.
Soon the kids were in the pool and the mothers were standing waist deep talking amongst themselves, I couldn't hear their conversation over the pool noise but the ripe one ran her hands around her expansive womb as I gathered that they were talking about her body. She changed the focus to her breasts with a much needed adjustment to her cleavage, but her hands returned to her globe as she cradled herself. I read the advice of a few laps on the face of one of her friends and she agreed and turned toward me carrying her massive self deeper, water rising around her. she closed her eyes in relief as she took long breast strokes down the length of the pool, I now had the opportunity to watch her underwater, she moved through the water gracefully, the gravid torpedo hung low between her bucking legs, ready to blow.