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outer parts of her breasts along with seeing her large nipples so up close was peaking my arousal and making me hard.

“You can squeeze them harder if you want. I don’t mind,” she said.

“Thanks,” I replied. “Will any milk come out?”

She raised her eyebrow, “Do you want some to? My left breast hasn’t been ‘used’ yet today, so to speak, and it’s filled with fresh milk. If you’re interested in seeing what the lactation process looks like, feel free to give it a try. Just give my nipple a light pinch.”

I turned my attention towards her left breast and began caressing it fully, feeling its softness. I then ran my fingers through her smooth areola, before pinching her big nipple. I wanted to be gentle at first because I didn’t want to hurt her. But it soon became clear to me that as she was looking down at me fondling her chest, a part of her actually may have been enjoying this as much as I was. So I started squeezing harder. And my squeezing harder on her nipple was met with the immediate reaction of milk squirting out from its glands. It made a mess, spraying on both of our clothes and on the carpet, but neither of us cared at that point. 

After a few more squirts with me milking, I quickly bent my head down and took her nipple inside my mouth without her permission. Her hand moving to rub against the back of my head gave me all the approval I needed to suck on her breast to taste her motherly milk some more, drinking it. She moaned softly but tried to hold it in. The harder I sucked the more she started to breathe and squirm where she sat.

Ending the moment, she patted me on the back and said, “I think that’s enough for today. We went a little further than I anticipated. But that’s okay.”

I licked the remaining milk from my lips. “Can we please do this again soon?” I asked. 

“Sure. I don’t think it’s a good idea for us to do this all the time, but like I’ve said, you’ve earned it. So we’ll definitely be doing this again, but please remember that this stays on my terms.” 

***

She had acted as if nothing was out of the ordinary for the rest of the day. We had our weekly corporate dinner as usual, and we all carried on with our normal conversations as usual. But for me, it was hard to even look at her and not get aroused again. 

The next day came and went without her bringing any of this up. I was disappointed, but at the same time, I didn’t want to overstep my boundary and upset her in anyway. I just figured when the time came and she wanted to ‘reward’ me again, then she would.

***OUR SECOND ENCOUNTER***

A week had passed before she exposed herself to me again. It was the same scenario as our first encounter, where we would sit in the office alone and she would feed me her bare breast. 

“You look a little more excited this time around,” she said. 

I took her nipple out of my mouth and moved my hand back to caressing her breast again, “What do you mean?”

“That,”  she replied, pointing toward the bulging erection protruding through my shorts. “Did it happen last time as well?”

“It did. I guess you didn’t notice it while you were watching me suck your breast,” I admitted. 

“And what did you do with it later?” she enquired.

“It’s pretty obvious what I did…do I really have to say it?”

“No, but I’m flattered.” She took a deep breath, “And if you’re interested, I would be willing to take care of that for you right now so that you won’t have to do it by yourself. Only if you’re interested.”

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

She then put her hand on my hand, “I wouldn’t mind doing it for you. I like making you happy and it’s my way of expressing gratitude for all you’ve done around here lately. But there’s one condition…”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“I want to hear more details about how this fetish with me started, and what you thought about when you started