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Quenching our thirsts, part 1

I heard the bell on the door ring as a customer walked in to the book shop and I quickly switched the book on my table from 'The Romance of Lust' to the SciFi thriller I was reading as well. I shifted on my stool, easing my erection into a less noticeable direction and looked up to greet the customer. To my great pleasure I saw that it was Heather.

Heather was a new customer, she had been showing up for a few weeks, usually on weekday afternoons to browse and read with her 5 month old son. She was one of those moms who somehow find the time to run 5 miles a day and do her hair and makeup even with a baby strapped to her for most of the day. As I had a newborn son at home we enjoyed chatting about their development and our family life so it was always a pleasure to see her. Her severe case of yoga-butt didn't hurt either.

"What are you doing here on a Saturday? And where's your trusty sidekick?" I asked.

"Thankfully, Dad has stepped up today and given me a day off, but I'm in a pinch. I know you don't mind when I breastfeed in here, but do you think I could use the office to pump? I just need a plug and don't want to bother anyone with the noise."

"Well, there's no one here to bother right now, but you can use the office either way just to give you some privacy."

I lifted the counter to allow Heather back, and pointed her into the office behind me. As she walked in I took a long second to admire her shapley posterior before following her in.

"The plug is right over there, I'll let you have some privacy"

"If there's no one here why don't you stay and chat?"

"Well, I don't want to stare..."

"Please, like my husband says 'they're utility boobs, not fun boobs', he won't even touch them during sex anymore"

"Hah, that's how my wife feels. It's a shame really, i have to say, her breasts look amazing."

"Her milk doesn't bother you? Mu husband got so freaked out when I started lactating during sex, I have to wear my sports bra"

"No, I must admit, I have always been a a breast man, I actually wish I could suckle my wife, but the thought is just too much for her"

Heather was still assembling the pump at this point, and as I said this she stopped, staring at me with the bottle and a tube in her hand. She looked at the bottle, then up at me. "I haven't talked about this with anyone outside of some forums online, but I have actually found breastfeeding to be a very sensual experience for me."

"Really?" I said, flushing and feeling a hot wave wash over me. Heather and I had talked a bit in the past about sex after pregnancy, but only in the most tangential way. The way Heather was looking up at me, nervous, a bit hesitant, but with a sharp interest, as if waiting to see how I would react was piquing my interest.

"It's not so uncommon actually, but it seems like it's hard to talk about. I have actually had an orgasm once or twice, but I only let myself when my husband wasn't home, I tried bringing it up, he was just so uncomfortable with it."

I looked at Heather, meeting her gaze, but she broke off and stared at the ground, her hands holding the parts of her pump wavered, as if uncertain whether to continue putting it together. I stepped over to her, standing in front of her, and knelt down. On my knees I was nearly level with her in the chair and I put my fingers under her chin, pulling her head up and looking deep into her eyes as I took the pieces of the pump from her, setting them aside. Holding contact with her eyes I took her hands and moved them to the buttons of her shirt. Heather was breathing quickly now, a flush spreading over her face and I felt my own breath catch as my heart began to race. Slowly, Heather began opening the buttons of her shirt, one at a time, watching me the whole time, until she reached the last button and shrugged the shirt off her shoulders.

I stared at her body, her breasts were pendulous and her veins stood out in stark contrast to the soft paleness of her skin. Her stomach had light stretch marks, and a soft swell of skin was all that remained of her belly bump. I rested my hand on that lovely roundness as I leaned down and kissed the swell of her breast, constrained by her nursing bra. I looked up at her gorgeous face and watched as she took a slow deep breath, bit her lower lip, then reached up and unclasped the left side of her bra.

I watched as her breast slipped free from its nest. Surprisingly firm and well rounded, her nipple dark and protruding, so large and lush, and I saw a small drop of milk hanging from the end. My cock swelled and throbbed in my pants as Heather's fingers ran through my hair, sliding from the top to the back of my head, and drawing me in, pulling my mouth to her breast.