The Internship

Double Date

It was another busy day on the subway, and luckily for me, I managed to get a seat once again. This time, my eyes weren't on the lookout for pregnant women, but on my phone texting Jane. We had been texting each other back and forth since yesterday, mostly just talking about where we should go tonight for our first date.

"Madison Station. Now approaching: Madison Station."

A large crowd of people flooded off and onto the crowded subway car; I continued to type away on my phone. Jane was recommending a few restaurants that I had never even heard of before, which forced me to look up some of them. They looked like good, cheap places to get food, which was good since I essentially was living on whatever money my parents left me to spend in the city.

"Good morning."

I looked over to my left and sitting there was my pregnant supervisor, Charlotte. I jumped a bit, surprised that she had shown up without me noticing. The guy sitting right next to me must've given up his seat.

"Oh, good morning, Charlotte," I said, setting my phone down. Although I had become a bit more comfortable around pregnant women since yesterday, the sight of her pregnant belly really got me going, especially being right next to me in all of its spherical glory. She wore a mid-thigh high dark dress that clung to her belly very tightly as well, which did me no favors at all.

"Who are you so eagerly texting this early?" she asked. The subway started moving along, and she placed her hand on top of her belly. I could feel my cheeks blushing, but I tried as hard as I could not to look at her belly.

"I've been texting Jane," I said, "we're going on a date tonight."

"Oh really?" Charlotte said in surprise, "I'm surprised about her taste."

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing," she waved off my question. I suspected that she was talking about my whole pregnancy fetish thing, but the more time spent lingering on the topic I think she was teasing her for going out with a high schooler. "You guys have barely known each other and all of the sudden you guys are going out on a date. That was fast."

"Yeah," I nodded, "I'm not sure what it was about yesterday, but something clicked very quickly."

"Well, make sure you guys stay safe tonight," she said, "don't get her pregnant on the first date." I really wish she didn't say that because now all I could think about was Jane with a nice big pregnant belly filled with... my babies...

Oh jeez. I could feel my cheeks getting red just at the thought.

We got off at the 43rd Street Station and made our way to Ollett Plaza. A flood of other pregnant workers were doing the same, sporting bellies of differing shapes and sizes. I kept my head down for the most part, trying my best not to get caught staring. I was certainly starting to feel a bit more numb from the amount of pregnant bellies I've been seeing over the last two days, but the urge to look was still very much there. As I got into the elevators with all of these women, I thought that I would most certainly be squished up against all of these bellies, but the elevators were nice and big, so they were able to stuff a lot of pregnant women in here.

Getting up to the 54th floor, me, Charlotte and a bunch of our coworkers stopped real quick in the break room to drop off our lunches in the fridge. As I waited my turn to do so, I looked over and saw a very pregnant Mitsugo standing by the coffee machine. She spotted me out of the corner of her eye, and turned to smile and wave.

"Good morning!" she said enthusiastically. I smiled and waved back. "Good morning," I repeated.

"How are you this morning?" she asked. She had managed to pull me into a conversation by the coffee machine like magic. My eyes were split between her beautiful face and her pregnant belly, which stuck out beautifully under a knee-high, skin-tight, velvet-colored dress. I could tell that she must have been wearing some sort of support for her belly because I vividly remember from our incident in the document store room that her belly had dropped significantly. It looked as round as bubbly as ever, and her popped out navel poked out from the farthest curve of her belly like it did before her babies shifted head-down lower into her poor hips.