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“Curious about what? Older women? Or lactating breasts?”

“Oh god, do you really need to drag this out? You caught me, and I admitted it, we don’t need to go any further than that,” I replied defiantly, in a joking manner.

Her smile quickly turned into a smirk, “There’s no need to be so defensive here. I was just trying to make sense of the fact that my boss was peeping on me.”

“You love putting me on the hot seat, don’t you?” 

“Not typically. But in this case I do. Your ‘curiosity’ towards me has really made me wonder how this all came about. Now start talking mister,” she playfully said.

I sighed out loud, “It’s hard to explain, but after you started growing in  certain areas  and wore less around the office, it got my attention. I don’t know, I guess it just brought to life an old fantasy of mine. There, I said it. Now can we please talk about something else instead?”

“A  fantasy  huh?” she replied, almost licking her lips in the process. “And is it safe to assume you’ve handled this fantasy the way most young men do?” 

I reluctantly admitted to masturbating while thinking about her, saying “…yes…this is so embarrassing, but I’ve always had a thing for pregnant women.” 

“Now there’s something I never thought I’d find out about you. But I’ll tell you what, you’ve been so incredibly helpful these past few months, and since you’ll be leaving soon, I would be willing to show you my breasts every so often. And this stays strictly between you and me. No one else needs to know.”

I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. My secretary offered to give me what I had been trying to see for quite some time now- a clear view of her luscious milk filled breasts.

“Really? I mean, if you’re comfortable doing this…” I replied, trying my best to hide my excitement.

“At this point, why not? You’ve more than earned it. Besides, you’ve already had plenty of glimpses at my nipple, heck, I even used to feed you with it. And if it gets you going, then who am I to judge? My husband loves them as well. Let’s just think of this as my secret reward for you.”

“I’d really like that. And trust me, it’ll be our secret. The last thing I’d ever want is for anyone to find out about this. So how is this going to work anyway?”

“I don’t know, I haven’t put much thought into this,” she replied. “How about we just get started now and figure the rest out later? Sound good?”

“Sounds great.”

Almost without warning, she sat up straight and pulled her t-shirt up to reveal her stomach and bra. Her once toned stomach still had some curves around it from the pregnancy, which I found to be very sexy. And the bra she wore wasn’t just any bra; it was a special bra for breast feeding where each cup could be unlatched. But she didn’t bother to unlatch to unlatch anything, she simply pulled her bra up to expose her chest to me.

Seeing both of her bare breasts in their entirety was mesmerizing. They hung straight down as soon as they were set free, resting on top of where her stomach was. Her breasts were long and sagging, and were shaped like perfectly round globes at the bottom end. Her brown areolas much have been around 3 inches wide. And her large brown nipples stood out for nearly half an inch, at least.

“Like what you’re seeing?” she asked.

“Oh god…I’ve never had a chance to see any of your full breasts like this before, and they’re more than perfect. I love the size of your nipples and the shape of your breasts. They’re amazing.”

“I suddenly don’t feel so bad for having you help me,” she said teasingly. “Since they’re out, you can go ahead and touch them if you’d like.”

I didn’t respond, but I accepted her invitation by scooting closer on the couch towards her and gently cupping each of her heavy breasts and lifting them up a little. They felt soft and heavy at the same time. Feeling the