As Jillian leaned forward to suck on Abigail's breast, her tshirt rode up, showing the back of her bikini briefs, not that anyone was watching. They sat in silence, broken only by gulps from Jillian. Abigail closed her eyes and swallowed, relaxing and trying to put the craziness of this out of her mind. Daniel, her 42 year old husband was out cold as he usually was, claiming that he was exhausted from work and taking care of the family. Her older daughter at 7 was definitely out. She opened her eyes and looked down at Jillian sucking, eyes floating down the teen's back and stopping at her panties, her mind drifting to wondering what the front would look like.
The au pair was being gentle, licking over her nipple on occasion, making this way more pleasurable than dealing with bites from a hungry infant. She squeezed on the breast a little as the flow slowed, taking a moment to focus a bit more on that nipple and pleasuring it. Abigail woke up from her reverie and stared at Jillian's mouth, the attention somehow obvious to the teen and she looked up, her lips curling as she remained latched and giggled onto the teat making some milk spurt out the sides. Almost apologetically, she latched on again, squeezing on the breast while she did and sucking with more gusto now. Abigail let out a half yelp, her nipple engorged as the relief was turning pleasurable. Jillian continued for another minute while Abigail squirmed uncomfortable and excited, breathing down heavily onto the top of the teen's head.
Reluctantly, Jillian let go, releasing the glistening saliva coated nipple and grinned at Abigail. Keeping her eyes locked, she stuck her tongue out and teased on the firm button, making Abigail thrust her breast forward much to her embarrassment and Jillian's delight.
"Did I do ok?" Jillian asked, as she licked over the nipple again, taking her eyes from Abigail and to the object of her attention, the breast which jiggled just a little and the nipple which sat on it, erect.
Abigail didn't reply but reluctantly moved her body to pull the empty breast away and bring the full one forward with one more of her back. It slapped against Jillian's mouth making Abigail groan and immediately grounded her into why they were actually in this predicament.
Jillian too was reminded where this had started from by the feel of that warm breast and she touched it, squeezing and watching. Abigail squirmed as her breast was gripped and she began to express milk. She moved her back, trying to position her breast for the au pair. Jillian though had other plans as she grinned and moved her face back a little only sticking her tongue out to meet the leaking nipple. Abigail squirmed again and moved forward, opening her mouth to relieve her breathlessness.
