July’s eyes widened in disbelief. She was shocked to see Amy and Jay lay cuddled in sleep in her bed with Amy’s head resting peacefully in Jay’s mildly-hairy chest. Amy was wearing a thin lacy chemise that revealed her treasures, her hand resting motionless inside Jay’s boxer, her fingers wrapped around the base of his manhood, the flagpole that belonged to July. July’s heart raced with rage. Here is her best friend, to whom she gave herself, met her every need for many years selflessly, sacrificed a few of her past relationships, withstood pain for her pleasure, Amy sleeping with her crush. July had hoped that her feelings for Jay would develop into something bigger,a real relationship after many many years. All of July’s dreams were shattered in a second, a dream in which Amy had no place in. A drop of tear rolled down her cheeks while she was still staring at them. July was torn with so many questions in her mind – “Should i throw Jay out?”;”Should i wake them up calmly and walkaway as if nothing happened as she hadn’t conveyed her feelings to Jay?”; “How can Amy do this to me when i gave myself to her?”; “How did she miss their relationship? did they knowingly hid it from her?”
July startled at the sudden sound, the sound of her alarm and woke up. It was all a dream; a nightmare of a dream that could very well become a reality if she doesn’t act fast. At this instant she realized what she had for Jay was not just a crush but it went deeper than that. She thought to herself that it was time to convey her feelings to Jay as her want of him has evolved to a need without her knowing.July looked at Amy who was still sleeping like a child and thought to herself that she would never let her insecurity spoil their relationship. She got off the bed and noticed that the time was 5:30am and Amy’s first day at work was to start in an hour.
July walked over to the bathroom and showered quickly. She turned the water temperature a little more hotter than usual. When she was done, she stepped out of the shower with water dripping all over and looked herself in the foggy mirror. She leaned forward to wipe the mirror and observed that her breasts looked bigger than yesterday, her nipples perkier. She dried herself and went to the kitchen. It was 6:00 am and Amy was still sleeping. July rinsed her french press coffee machine and started the kettle. With only 30 minutes to go, July got dressed and woke up Amy. Amy woke up, asked for the time and realized she missed the alarm. July assured her that it was she who turned it off. Amy rushed to the shower gently pushing aside July who was expecting a morning hug. July’s heart sank a little but returned back to the kitchen quickly. There was no time for breakfast. The kettle whistled and July poured the hot water from the kettle in to the french press, added coffee powder and walked over and sat on the sofa. She reached back under her t-shirt and unhooked her heavy-lift bra freeing her breasts which had started leaking after the warm shower. July gave a good wetting lick on her nipples, reached for the milk machine tubes and plugged it over her nipples and turned it on. The machine whirred in action and sucked in her nipples in to the tube extracting the nutritious milk. She bumped up the pressure causing the tube to suck more of her nipples in. July could she that her flow had increased in the tube and her milk is now richer and creamier .The two small bottles filled up quickly which she intended for Amy’s breakfast and lunch supplement. She capped the bottles tight, put her bunnies back and confined them back in her bra cups. The clock showed 6:20 am. Amy hurriedly walked out of the bathroom dressed for work. Without a word exchanged, they both walked out the door.
On the way to work, July handed Amy the two milk bottles. Amy paused, looked directly in July’s eyes with a questioning look. July looked away and said “You’re my baby and i cannot let you work hungry. I know you do not like it but this is just for today”. Amy nodded and both paced to the smoothie bar. July expected this reaction from Amy as she had told July in their early milking days that she’ll drink directly from her breasts or milk her breasts herself. To Amy it was not just the milk but the bonding and connection that comes with the breastfeeding. July milking her breasts just for milk using the machine reminded Amy of the robotic life of the dairy farms. At times Amy looked July as the mother that she had missed, as a big sister when she needed advice and as a partner who shared and accepted common interests in bed.
July and Amy reached the smoothie bar. July introduced Amy to her colleagues and made sure that the shift manager was going to take care of the training. Customers started coming in and most busiest hours of business is just a few minutes away. July kept looking at the glass door intently awaiting the arrival of Jay. The shift manager told July that Amy was in good hands and asked her to go get some rest before she ready for the evening shift. July wanted to stay longer but decided that it was in her best interest to start a conversation with Jay in the open, She waved at Amy, hand signed her not to waste the milk and walked outside slowly. She lingered in the sidewalk for about fifteen minutes which seemed to be forever. There was no sign of Jay. Thoughts raced in July’s mind – “Maybe he overslept and missed the gym?; maybe he wasn’t well based the way he reacted yesterday?; maybe something important came up at work and he had to go early?”. Lost in thought, she walked aimlessly looking down the floor. She had reached the intersection and pressed the pedestrian crossing light waiting for it to turn green. In the last few seconds she was joined by others who were also waiting cross the intersection. In the group of people in the opposite end, July noticed a familiar face in a glance – It was Jay , he was late but he looked fresh and to her surprise he smiled for a second. July blushed but wondered if he was indeed smiling at her. The light had turned green and people started walking. July let few people walk by so she can be closer to Jay when they cross. When Jay was five steps away, July slowed her pace further and smiled at Jay uncontrollable, her eyes wide open conveying that she had missed him. Jay had closed the distance and waved a “Hi” at her shyly and moved past July. This was the first bold move from either of them. July felt like she was floating but Jay and others have reached crossed the intersection and moved on to the sidewalk. A loud honk and shrieking tire made Jay turn back to look at July.
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