It was a rather warm day in Virginia again, which by itself, isn't unusual. What made this day different was that it allowed me to meet a most charming younger woman named Lilly.
I'm an older man, in my late fifties and most women don't look at me twice. It's not that I'm unattractive; I have been told that I am easy on the eyes and that I don't look my age. I'm a big guy, six foot three and two hundred thirty five pounds. I have long hair and a beard that I keep neatly trimmed.
I was in a grocery store on this particular day, looking at the fresh fruit and vegetables, trying to decide which kind of melon I wanted to buy. I happen to look up and standing next to me was a good-looking woman dressed in a pair of shorts that showed off her ass to its best advantage. She was short, maybe five foot four or so and had ash blond hair that fell over her shoulders. I couldn't help myself as I noticed her breasts were round and full, maybe a forty C cup. I could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra and it appeared that she didn't need one either. What really caught my eye though, were the two small wet spots on her blouse that were in front of her obliviously large nipples.
I have this thing, this fetish I guess you could say, about a woman that's nursing. I have dreamt about being able to suck on a lactating woman's tits as we made love. Maybe it goes back to my childhood and the fact that I didn't nurse as a baby; I don't know.
I nodded my head in greeting and she smiled at me and went back to checking out the produce. I had to try and get to know her; I just had too. I watched her as she bent over to pick up an orange and as she did, I was rewarded with a look down her blouse. Oh my God, her tits looked great. I could see all the way to her nipple and just as I had suspected, it was large and damp looking.
She held the orange up and looked at her chest and back at the orange. She shook her head and laughed lightly.
"Could I bother you for your opinion about something?" She asked out of the blue.
"Sure, how can I help you?" I replied.
"My husband said that my boobs weren't as big as an orange and I decided that I was going to see for myself."
"Well, it looks like your breast is bigger but it's hard to tell with that blouse on."
I put my hand on top of the orange she was holding and gently squeezed it.
"This is the only sure way for me to tell which is larger." I said looking right into her beautiful green eyes. She looked at me for a minute or two and then smiled and looked around her to see if anyone was nearby. Seeing no one, she undid the top two buttons of her blouse and pulled it aside, exposing one of her breasts to my gaze.
"I have no idea why I'm doing this; I mean I don't even know you or anything." She said, as she looked around again.
"Allow me to introduce myself then, I'm George."
Well, George, it's good to meet you as well. My names, Lilly."
It felt kind of strange shaking her hand while her tit was out, but that's the way it was and we were both struck by the absurdity of it all and laughed.
"Well, are you going to touch my boob and check or what?" She asked as her smile widened.
I slowly reached towards her chest and placed my large hand around her breast and squeezed lightly and by doing so a drop of milk slid out and dripped off the end of her nipple and into the palm of my hand.
"Oh God, it's wonderful." I whispered to myself but she must have heard me.
"You mean you like it? You like my full of milk tit?"
"God yes, I love it." I replied to her, as I caught myself licking my lips.
"Is it bigger than an orange, George?"
"Much bigger, Lilly, and it feels so very full and heavy." I said, as I wiped my brow.
"George, may I ask you something?"
"Yes, anything, Lilly."
"I'm going to be honest with you, George. I'm not attracted to you, I mean your nice looking and all but, I have this recurring fantasy of having an affair with an older man; especially one that seems to like a woman that's got tits full of milk. I'm not asking you to have sex with me but I find it very stimulating to have my tits sucked. You see it's been a while and they're full and starting to hurt me from the pressure. I could use your help in relieving some of that pressure, if you're interested that is. Are you?"
I stood there in front of her with my mouth open in surprise. She closed her blouse and looked at me, her eyebrows arched as she waited for my response.
"Yes, very interested, Lilly. I just live around the corner from here and we could go over to my house if you want."
She thought for a moment and looked down at her left hand and the wedding ring on her finger. I saw her slip it off and put it into her purse.