Lila was aimlessly staring at the ceiling, lost in the sweet memories from the past. She was sitting on the bed while her baby suckled on her breast playfully. It was the last feeding session before bed. While the baby was filling its tummy, Lila pumped her other breast for the 3 am feeding. Pregnancy has transformed her greatly. She was curvy and attractive, prominent unhide-able breasts and her back compensated for weight in the breasts. Many a men approached her in hopes of getting her laid. But she had chosen her one. Pregnancy changed all that. None of her clothes fit her anymore and the maternity wear was least attractive but provided maximum comfort. Bringing up a baby is no easy task.
The random cryings of baby due to hunger has become more predictable. The bottle in the breast pump was almost full and was time to replace another bottle. The baby is not yet done but was playing now with the nipple in it’s mouth. She pulled the teat away from the baby and hid it inside her top and it was dripping milk since it’s still half full. while the other side was being emptied by the pump, she sang lullaby and put the baby to sleep. The second bottle was full and that side of the breast was almost empty. Her 3 hour nap time is about to begin and it’s already 11pm and Vikram (Vee) is not home yet from work.
Author: milkmaidsl
The one that got away [breastfeeding] [lactation] [mf]
Jack spent most of his time at his clothing store. Business is slow during the hours between 1-4PM every weekday. Weekends were the busiest.
Today was no different. the clock struck 12:00 PM and it was time for lunch. He was eager and anxious.
The weather was 100+ and humid today. He uttered to himself that this was bad timing and place.
Several weeks ago he initiated a chat with the author of a certain post in one of the subs famous for stories. There interests aligned perfectly. Being in their mid twenties, the hormones were doing their thing. Endless chats can never be endless. Unable to withstand the urges, Jack had proposed the idea to meet. But it was hers to meet them here at the store. Jack felt vulnerable but the idea of meeting her was over powering his other senses.
She had described herself to him as curvy, curly and generous with broader frame (whatever that means is yet to be seen). Jack met the definition of a stud – muscular and strong.