After the our shower, I put on some old shorts and t shirt, my at home attire. Sharon lit another Gitane as she dug around in Angie's lingerie droor. Angie kept some clothes at my place but Sharon did not. She found some white bikini panties with some lace trim she liked and put them on. The only bra she had was the one she wore and she did not want to wear it now so she came out of the bedroom in only her panties. They diped low in front, with Sharon's pregnant belly it was even more pronounced. Her belly stuck out a little more than half as far as her unsupported breasts. She got another pack of Gitane, poured herself a double scotch neat and came of to sit with me, she brought the botle. She opened her next pack, her fourth pack of Gitanes. She took a deep doble hit and let out a dense cloud of smoke. I asked her how she liked them.
''I really like them, the smoke is really really strong, so it extra good for my lungs.''
''Good?''
''Yeah, I decided that I hate my lungs and want to smoke so much I get like Angie by the time I'm thirty, I already got a good cough.''
''Yes, you do. If you keep smoking those, you will be like Angie , and soon. those arn't your panties are they?''
''No, I borrowed them from Angie.''
''They don't fit so well.'' She sat with me, I was sitting up with my legs out so she sat between my legs, I put my arms around her. One hand on her breast, the other with my smoke in it on her belly.
''I wanted to talk to you about that.''
''What?''
''My panties.''
''What about them?''
''We need to go shoping, I want to buy some maternity panties, or some that fit.''
''Will you end up needed maternity panties? Why not just some larger ones, they should do if you go in soon''
''Well, yeah they would, more briefs would do, not bikinis, but I was thinking, I might want to go to term and have the baby but put it up for adoption. more later