She wore a cute flowery shirt today with jeans. The shirt has long sleeves and is tight. It shows every curve on her.
She sat down on the couch next to me while waiting for the pizza to arrive. "After the pizza arrives I'm taking off the pants", she confides the jeans are tighter than they were before the London trip and she thought the walking would displace the eating. I look at her jeans, telling her I want to pop the button to relieve the pressure. She responds, "You can if you get the pizza when it arrives". I reach over, pop the button and unzip her jeans. Her fair and white belly highlighted against her black panties spreads the zipper. I rub her puffy belly that is waiting for dinner and kiss her as the door bell rings. She then moaned taking the first few bites of the pizza.
I've gained the keys to her belly.
11 months