| Author: | Patsy Highsmith | ISBN: | 9781476400662 |
| Publisher: | Patsy Highsmith | Publication: | May 9, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Patsy Highsmith |
| ISBN: | 9781476400662 |
| Publisher: | Patsy Highsmith |
| Publication: | May 9, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Anne is a college professor who has a big problem - her breasts are always full of milk! When her student catches her using a breast pump, he offers to drain her breasts himself. But how will Anne's husband react to this?
EXCERPT from this story:
Professor Anne Green stood in front of the class, trying to get through her lecture. Her breasts were painfully swollen with milk, and she longed to use the breast pump that was in her desk.
Anne was a young professor, far younger than most college professors. She had given birth only a year before, but her husband stayed at home with the baby. Anne provided enough milk for the baby, and there were endless bottles of it in her fridge. Even her husband had taken to drinking the nourishing fluid as part of their lovemaking. But even with all that, Anne's breasts still produced extra milk.
So Anne had a breast pump at work, and after classes, she would open her blouse and collect the thin fluid from her breasts. Sometimes, rarely, she'd drink it herself... but more often she just threw it away. She knew it was a waste of good milk, but she simply didn't know what to do with it. She was just producing too much milk!
The class finally ended, and Anne waited for the last of the students to file out. When they did, she reached into her desk and pulled out the breast pump. She opened her shirt and brought out a breast, sighing as the pump began to relieve the ache of carrying so much milk.
All of a sudden, Anne heard a knock on the door. She turned and gasped as a student walked in.
“Professor, I-” the student stopped dead in his tracks.
All Anne could do was cover her breast with a hand. “Yes, Mark?” she said.
“I was wondering about the assignment. Professor, are you lactating?”
Anne blushed. She'd hidden her condition from her students until now, but with the pump still attached to her breast, there could be no denying it. “Yes, Mark. My breasts produce far too much milk for my child, and I have to drain the excess quite frequently.”
To her surprise, Mark licked his lips. “You know, Professor. Those breast pumps aren't the best way to do it. It's far better to have someone help you with it.”
Anne sat there, shocked. She couldn't believe what Mark was suggesting... but he was such a handsome student. She wondered what her husband would say about this... then recalled his suggestion that she breastfeed his friends. She smiled. Maybe Mark could help her out.
She detached the pump from her breast.
“Come, Mark,” she said. “Feed from me.”
Anne is a college professor who has a big problem - her breasts are always full of milk! When her student catches her using a breast pump, he offers to drain her breasts himself. But how will Anne's husband react to this?
EXCERPT from this story:
Professor Anne Green stood in front of the class, trying to get through her lecture. Her breasts were painfully swollen with milk, and she longed to use the breast pump that was in her desk.
Anne was a young professor, far younger than most college professors. She had given birth only a year before, but her husband stayed at home with the baby. Anne provided enough milk for the baby, and there were endless bottles of it in her fridge. Even her husband had taken to drinking the nourishing fluid as part of their lovemaking. But even with all that, Anne's breasts still produced extra milk.
So Anne had a breast pump at work, and after classes, she would open her blouse and collect the thin fluid from her breasts. Sometimes, rarely, she'd drink it herself... but more often she just threw it away. She knew it was a waste of good milk, but she simply didn't know what to do with it. She was just producing too much milk!
The class finally ended, and Anne waited for the last of the students to file out. When they did, she reached into her desk and pulled out the breast pump. She opened her shirt and brought out a breast, sighing as the pump began to relieve the ache of carrying so much milk.
All of a sudden, Anne heard a knock on the door. She turned and gasped as a student walked in.
“Professor, I-” the student stopped dead in his tracks.
All Anne could do was cover her breast with a hand. “Yes, Mark?” she said.
“I was wondering about the assignment. Professor, are you lactating?”
Anne blushed. She'd hidden her condition from her students until now, but with the pump still attached to her breast, there could be no denying it. “Yes, Mark. My breasts produce far too much milk for my child, and I have to drain the excess quite frequently.”
To her surprise, Mark licked his lips. “You know, Professor. Those breast pumps aren't the best way to do it. It's far better to have someone help you with it.”
Anne sat there, shocked. She couldn't believe what Mark was suggesting... but he was such a handsome student. She wondered what her husband would say about this... then recalled his suggestion that she breastfeed his friends. She smiled. Maybe Mark could help her out.
She detached the pump from her breast.
“Come, Mark,” she said. “Feed from me.”
