The sun’s rays cascaded through the window; brilliant reds and golden yellows illuminated the naked body of Janet Williams, age thirty-two, mother of two soon to be three. The liquid light poured over her firm breasts, lingering around the darkness of her areola as it moved down to the small bump of child three. From there it wove its way down her runner’s thighs, and reflected off her smooth firm calves. Her hair, a golden brown, glinted as she tossed her head back and laughed her playful laugh, the one where her glistening perfect lips tilted upward slightly to one side.

“You know I have the early shift honey, I have to go.” She said as she lifted one foot and placed it on the edge of the bed, the rising sun gleefully streaming over the breasts once more to land on her pubic bone. This caught William’s attention.

“We have plenty of time,” he said as he leaped forward to grab her foot, but Janet was too quick for him and ran out of the room. She came back with her nurse’s uniform and threw it on the bed.

“Sorry doll face, you can look, but you can’t touch,” the words like chocolate came from her mouth, bittersweet and filled with desire. He threw the covers back and let the stray strands of light showcase his gym-toned chest. Janet looked down at her uniform, then at his stomach, and felt the need to do laundry.

Janet stood up next to the bed; her leg outstretched on her pile of clothes, and arched her back. Her breasts, round and firm, pointed to a small crack in the ceiling. With a flick of her toe, her lace panties were off the bed and in her hands. She leaned forward now, her hair dangling over the bed, as she slipped them over her feet. Slowly she pulled the panties up her legs, first over her petite ankles, then up her calves and over her thighs, and she stopped just a moment and stared at William, her eyes afire with possibilities. He grabbed for her again, she put her foot up to stop him and he grabbed it, holding her there. With a snap of the elastic, she pulled the underwear all the way up and stared down at William. He was on the bed at all fours, his sinewy arm outstretched in its grasp. She moistened her lips.

“Can you hand me my bra?” she asked trying to hide the shakiness in her voice. He crossed his free hand over and found her new satin bra; he fingered it and looked up at her.

“Just throw it,” she said as sweat beaded on her neck. He tossed it up to her.

“We have plenty of time,” he said giving her arch a quick lick. Janet pulled her foot away from him.

“Let them go free today honey,” William cooed just before she pulled the bra over her breasts, they were already larger and spilled over the cup just the slightest. Her cleavage heaved with her quickening breath as William folded his legs underneath him and sat up. Janet grabbed for her crisp ironed scrub bottoms and tried to avoid looking at his penis. William noticed that her eyes shifted away, so decided to arch his back into the table pose, his ample member making itself known in the process. Janet bit her lip and unceremoniously pulled up her pants.

“Let me kiss our future child?” William asked as he unfolded, stroking his hand down his chest and to his pubic area. Janet’s gaze followed his hand.

“Not now,” she replied imagining warm soft lips caressing her stomach, the flicker of his tongue – she inhaled sharply and reached for her top. William leaned back and let his body do the talking. Soft light whispered over his frame, his arms so strong and muscular, used not just for his job with the sanitation department but to lift children into the shopping cart at the store or hold them in a huge daddy bear hug. Janet was craving a bare hug right about now. She reached out for his thigh- William pulled it in quickly.

“Don’t you have to go to work?” he asked. Janet sighed and pulled on her blouse, the loose fabric only accentuating her light frame.

“It’s not fair,” William sighed, pulling the covers over himself as Janet put on her jacket. “There’s nothing hotter than a pregnant nurse.”

Janet’s bosom heaved as images of the night that could have been ran through her mind. His yoga lessons were definitely paying off. She walked to the side of the bed and, against better judgment, leaned in for a kiss. He held her in a firm embrace as they said goodbye.

It was a rainy day. Melissa set by the window and stared at the sky; it was completely grey. Even though that was the worst weather of that vacation she was excited; she could see a nice day coming. She smiled sweetly as she looked through the glass. She had long, almost black hair. It was loose and rested softly on her bare shoulder. It was impressive how contrasting her hair and her skin were. Her blue eyes shimmered and her face looked extremely peaceful. As she stared loosely at the sky, someone came downstairs and reached for her.

“Melissa?” A male voice said. She turned around to face who called her.

“Hi, Adam!” She said with a sweet smile on her face as she recognized her cousin.

“You look so happy today.” He said; she smiled and looked back at the window.

“I am remembering of when we were kids. We would go and play in the rain all day long. I remember mom got crazy at us and would yell for us to come back inside!” She laughed, “I can hardly believe we are 20 already…” Her face changed from a grin to a vague smile.

Adam looked at her. Though they have played together as kids, it was different now. She now had a very mature look. Her skin was smooth, her mouth was fresh like mint, her hair was silky and glimmered at the slightest bean of light. Every motion she made was smooth and delicate, yet so accurate. The sight of her made his mind float. She turned at him again.

“That time is gone now…” She sighed, “Would you like orange juice?” She completed.

“What did you say?” He said as she lifted herself in a hurry.

“Would you like orange juice?” She repeated.

“Ah… erm…yes, why not.” He said.

She reached for his hand and pulled him towards the kitchen. The touch of her skin was of amazing warmth. He could almost feel her heart beat through her fingers; her delicate fingers. As she grabbed him she giggled delightfully. They finally reached to the kitchen and she soon released his hand; she got 6 oranges from the basket on the table and placed them on the sink. Then, she got a juicer and a knife; she started cutting the oranges in half one by one.

“I hope you like the juice! I know the ones I used to do as a child were a disaster, but I improved a lot now!” She started picking each piece of the oranges and squeezing them in the juicer. Adam watched her very carefully as she firmly squeezed the oranges one by one. Her hair fell in front of her eyes for a moment; she gently moved her hand to put it behind her ear; as she reached for her hair a drop of juice ran from her hand and gently caressed her forearm. She quickly removed the drop from her arm with a finger and reached for her lips. He could see how softly the drop ran through it on its way into her mouth. Somehow that drop made him jealous. It could harmlessly touch her skin and get to her lips without any suspicious. Melissa continued her work unaware of Adam’s thoughts.
“There we go!” She said with a large smile on her face as she put the fresh juice on glasses. She than washed her hands and reached for both glasses handing of them to Adam, who took from her hand without taking his eyes off her. They both drank it slowly facing each other for a moment.

“What is wrong, Adam?” Melissa said.

“Nothing.” He replied vaguely.

“You have been looking at me like this for a long time now.” She said.

Adam couldn’t reply. He got completely quiet. Melissa rested her glass on the sink and started running back towards the living room.

“It’s finally raining!” She said excitedly leaving Adam behind.

He remained still and watched her run until she got out of his sight. He breathed deeply and finished his juice. He wondered for a moment; they were not children anymore and it would never be like it was before. Not anymore. After a while he decided to go back to his bedroom. That weather was really good for a nap.