Saturday morning.
In the week leading up to the Saturday, Harold had not been able to see the McPhersons as they were very busy preparing for their removal to Singapore and selling their house.
He was to go and see them on Sunday, to say goodbye.
So, he had mixed and conflicting feelings when he rang at the door at Annie's home.
Annie opened the door.
"Hi love, come in, we are waiting for you," she said.
She was wearing jeans and a checkered flannel lumberjack shirt, and she was barefoot.
They looked each other in the eyes with complicit smiles, remembering their intimate hot night together.
She allowed him to take her in his arms, and she kissed him on his mouth. He felt her enormous breasts pressing against his chest. She wore no bra...
"You're so damned sexy," he whispered in her ear, "shall we go upstairs immediately?"
She smiled and wriggled herself free and said, "Come!"
Annie led him to the kitchen.
A coloured woman sat at a table, with next to her a toddler in a highchair.
"Emmy, I want you to meet Harold. Harold meet Emmy, my partner."
Emmy stood up from the table, smiling broadly and said," Hi Harold, pleased to meet you."
She had a full head of natural bouncy curls, framing her face with grace, and giving her a youthful, fresh appearance. Her white teeth contrasted beautifully with her almond coloured skin.
Emmy wore a simple dressing gown and thong slippers.
She looked at Harold inquisitively and uninhibitedly with her fierce black eyes.
Harold at once took a liking to her.
She spoke with the slight singing accent typical of the people from Surinam.
"And this is Derek, our son." Annie stroked the toddler over his head.
"Coffee?" Annie asked, "sit down and relax."
Harold sat down next to the child.
Little Derek looked at him with his big eyes and he showed him a broad innocent child's smile. It made Harold's heart melt, and he took one of toddler's toys from the table. He swayed it in front of the child's face and made him laugh out loud.
During his babysitting sessions at the McPhersons Harold had learned how to amuse toddlers.
Harold introduced himself in more detail to Emmy and she told him about her life.
She was very relaxed in his presence and pleasantly surprised by his appearance.
It seemed to Harold that she did her best to speak in a more civilized manner than she was used to.
When she came to the period of her life when Annie and she had met, Annie became involved in the narration.
From the affectionate way Annie and Emmy looked at each other Harold could tell that they loved each other.
Inevitably they arrived at the stage of clarifying each other's intentions for having this meeting between the three of them.
As before Annie was very open about her particular needs, about what she was looking for.
"We need to be completely open and honest with each other to make it work, "she said, "including sharing our erotic fantasies and sexual preferences."
Emmy was almost naively candid. She recounted how she matured very early in life and had many sexual experiences at an early age. Since then, she had loved sex and after a first period of exclusive heterosexual relationships she discovered love between females with lesbian partners. This is how she came to meet Annie and now lived with her.
Annie looked at her lovingly whilst she recounted this.
"We both love good sex, and we need it often," Emmy added with a naughty smile.
Annie laughed and nodded vehemently.
Then it was Harold's turn.
He first said he was sure that he was heterosexual.
Before he continued, he asked Annie, "Can I tell Emmy about Lydia and Glen?"
Annie nodded, "Yes you can. Emmy does not know them, and they are leaving town anyway.
Harold then recounted how he had struggled with his sexuality and libido due to his particular circumstances. How he had found complete relief in the relationship with Lydia, with active participation by Glen.
His loving descriptions of Lydia and of her sexual teachings very much reassured Emmy and Annie that they had found the right guy for their needs.
They had not looked forward to having to receive and vet complete strangers and they were very happy with the excellent and intimate references about Harold from Lydia.
Annie had told Emmy in private about Harold's virility and of his potency, after her night with him. She also mentioned his love of nursing.
Their chatting became gradually more revealing, and Emmy told them about her many sexual encounters and of the way they had shaped her preferences. She had taken part in many sexual practices such as bondage, BDSM, group sex with partners of all ages and social backgrounds.
She was very honest too. She told that in her twenties she had worked in the town's most reputable brothel where she received up to seven clients per day. That was in a period when she had to support her mother and siblings.
"It was paid much better than my current job," she laughed, "some ten times more! But after I became pregnant and had a miscarriage, I did not feel like taking it up again."
"Clients kept asking for me for a long time, I heard from our Madam, "she added not without some pride in her voice.
Emmy said she now preferred conventional straight sex but vigorous and frequent.
"A good reason for staying with Annie," she said smilingly. Annie laughed.
Suddenly, little Derek, who had been following the discussion with his big innocent eyes, started to cry.
Emmy jumped up and took him out of his highchair onto her lap.
"Are you perhaps hungry my sweety? Come, Emmy will do something about it."
She unbuttoned her gown and revealed two almond coloured pointed breasts. They were crowned by dark brown areolas with very long nipples, the size of the tip of a small finger.
Emmy squeezed one of the breasts and a tiny jet of her milk sprayed onto the table. Anny wiped it off with a towel.
She then offered it to the child, who started to suck eagerly.
Annie and Emmy continued to chat unperturbably as before. To them this was daily routine.
Harold was fascinated by watching Emmy feed and started to feel a certain arousal. He felt an erection coming up.
"Don't feel embarrassed." Emmy said, when she noticed Harold's discrete watching her. "I don't mind when people look at me whilst I'm breastfeeding."
She looked at him smilingly and she added, "Besides, I heard from Annie that you actually have your own interest in nursing. Is that so?"
Harold blushed profusely and did not immediately know what to say.
Annie laughed. "Don't be shy Harold. Tell her what you did with Lydia and with me. Even during our first date."
"OK, OK, I admit, I love nursing, I love sucking breast!" he blurted.
Emmy looked at him seductively. "Annie and I hoped you would," she said.
Her breast was contracting and expanding rhythmically by the sucking of the infant. The other, non-feeding nipple had begun to leak. Annie reached her a towel.
Harold's erection found itself severely constrained by his pants and he shuffled uncomfortably on his chair.
Annie recognized the signs of his arousal and smiled.
In spite of their chatting the child fell asleep at the breast. Emmy took the nipple out of his mouth: it was dripping.
"It's because I have fed him two hours ago," she said, "he was not very hungry, I felt it."
"You still have a lot of milk left?" Annie asked.
Emmy nodded. "In this breast and of course the other that I have not given him. You feed him tonight, right?"
"Yes, I feel my breasts filling up," Annie replied.
"I'll have to pump then, I need relief," Emmy sighed.
Annie suddenly turned her head towards Harold. "Unless...," she said slowly and emphatically, "unless..."
Harold looked at her and drew a questioning face.
"Unless YOU want to help Emmy, Harold." She put an emphasis on the word 'you'.
It took a few moments before Harold grasped what she had suggested.
He had admitted to the two women before that he loved nursing but had not expected to get a chance to practice it so soon.
Annie helped him.
"Yes, you do Harold, I can see it in your face. Tell her that you want her milk."
Emmy now looked expectantly and slightly imploringly at Harold.
Harold looked at Emmy and then at her breasts and the sleeping child on her lap and he said, "Yes I want it, Emmy."
He was too embarrassed to say "your milk'.
Arousal started to heat up his body and his erection became painful now.
"Thanks man, phew no pumping but a real mouth," Emmy sighed, "I hope you will empty them both."
She stood up with the sleeping toddler in her arms.
