It was close to ten and the office was only dimly lit. It was almost empty except for Revathi, the manager who was in her mid thirties and her intern Ananya, who was in her early twenties.
Revathi, was wearing navy-blue saree with her hair pulled into a neat bun. Ananya was wearing a formal white blouse with a pencil skirt ending just below her knee, while her hair was loosely tied in a low ponytail.
Ananya noticed Revathi feeling a bit distracted as she adjusted her blouse intermittently.
"Ma'am, is everything okay?" Ananya asked.
"I'm fine, thank you Ananya. Just that, I am in a bit of a situation, you know, I didn't get a chance today at all to pump." Said Revathi.
"Oh, I didn't realize that. Would you like me to help?" Ananya asked.
"Ananya, I think It's alright. You know it's one of.those days."
"I can help," Ananya said, in an insistent manner.
"It's not a problem, ma'am," Ananya continued.
"Alright.If you insist," Revathi said.
Revathi stood up and headed towards the conference room and Ananya followed.
Revathi sat down as Ananya helped her unbutton her blouse and then unhook her bra revealing her full breasts. Her nipples seemed dark as well as erect as Ananya watched.
"Go ahead Ananya, they are really full," Revathi said.
Ananya's hands shook a bit as she gently cupped one of Revathi's breasts and she could feel the heaviness in them.
Ananya leaned down and her lips met with Revathi's nipples as she took them in between her teeth making Revathi gasp.