My Adult Nursing Experience
Couple
Submit Report Dear readers… This is about breast feeding experience. I always dreamt of being breast fed and I have a huge attraction towards woman’s breasts. I am 40 years old, single, not so handsome, from south India. I live alone in an apartment situated at the in a coastal town of south India. The ground floor of the apartment has 2 commercial floors. There is a Vodafone store in one of the spaces on the ground floor. I go there usually for my bill payments. One day in the afternoon I walked in there to pay my bill. Behind one of the counter seated, was this 25-26 year old, very pretty looking girl. I had seen her earlier in the store. She stopped coming to work in between and I assumed she had quit. I was pleasantly surprised to see her again, from her looks, as in she had put on more weight all at the right places, I realized she had gotten married and had a baby. That kept her away from work, and she had just joined back. The store was pretty much deserted being the afternoon hours and I sat down in front of her to pay my bills. She is usually dressed in her T shirt and jeans as their standard uniform. One thing I had notices is that she always had a slip around her neck and chest even if she wore the uniform. While she was typing out my bill, I stole a glance at her ample breasts, though she still had the shawl on as usual, it looked like she had wrapped it, unusually tighter around her chest. She looked very uncomfortable and disturbed. She was very restless and something about her face made it look like she is in some sort of pain. Her eyes were tearing up. I asked her If she is alright and she managed a weak smile and said yes. I said you don’t look alight, and if there is anything I could do to help. She smiled again and again said she is alight. She continued what she was doing and my eyes wandered back to her breast. I saw a wet patch developing around her nipple, on her shawl. I suddenly realized what her problem is and I had an instant hard on. She caught me looking at her breast and for one moment our eyes locked. She suddenly looked embarrassed and I looked away. I felt bad about staring at her and to ease the awkwardness, I told her if she wants to take a break, she could and I will wait. She hesitated for a moment, then excused herself and ran from her seat to the back office. I sat there waiting; she returned immediately and looked even more uncomfortable. She avoided looking at me and typed out the bill. I paid my bill, thanked her and left from there with a hard on. I walked back to my apartment lost in thought and trying to hide my hard on. I reached my apartment and made some coffee and went and sat at the balcony staring at the backwater. I sat there thinking about her leaking breasts and I was very horny. Suddenly my phone rang and I answered it. It was a female voice and I couldn’t recognize it. It was her calling from the office and asked me if I could do her a favor. I said yes. She asked if it will be okay for her to use the bathroom in my apartment, since the one in their office is broken and can’t be used. I said of course and asked her to come up. She came up and rang the bell. I opened the door for her and she came in. She looked around and asked me if there is anyone else at home. I said no, I live alone. She seemed doubtful for a second and said she thought I lived with my family. I reassured her by showing her to the guest bathroom. I made sure that she sees that the front door is open. I went and sat back in the balcony not sure what to do. I walked to the front door and locked it. There was no sign of her even after 20 minutes. I decided to go check on her and called out from outside the door and asked if she is ok. I got a muffled half crying yes from her. I told her you don’t sound too well and asked her to open the door. She was quite for a while and I gave up and walked back to the balcony. Five minutes later I could heard her come out of the bathroom. I continued to sit on the balcony and there was no sign of her. I hesitantly walked to the guest bed room again. I found her sitting on the cot with tears in her eyes. I asked her what happened. She seemed very embarrassed and sat there looking down and continued to cry. I sat beside her, touched her hand and she pulled her hand back. I asked her what’s wrong again. All that she could manage to say was that, she has not breast fed her child that day and her breasts were exploding with milk and she can’t handle the pain anymore. I was a little taken aback by it, though it was making me horny at the same time, I managed to ask her if she wants me to take her home to her baby. She said she can’t last that long and her house is two hours’ drive from there. I asked her if going to a hospital help. She said no, the milk has to get out. I asked her if she can press it out of her breast somehow. She said she tried and it hurts too much. She sat there crying and I sat next to her wondering what to say. I amassed the courage to ask her, if I can try pumping the milk out of her breast. I expected her to slap me and walk out. She seemed to be lost in thought for a minute, contemplating the idea, and looked at me and said a halfhearted yes. I reassured her saying, just think I am only doing this to help you, I couldn’t help a broad grin though. I think she was too much in pain to understand the meaning of my grin and she got up and walked to the sink in the toilet. She went n stood near the sink facing the mirror. I followed her to the toilet with my mind racing. She was standing with her back towards me. I could see her reflection in the mirror; she lifted her T shirt and unhooked her bra under the shawl. The shawl was still covering her breast and I couldn’t see it.