Christine's old car looked out of place when she parked in the affluent neighborhood. She was a mostly-broke college student who did small jobs for menial pay, which included babysitting. She straightened her outfit when she got to the door, wondering if she was dressed too informally for the occasion, with sneakers, jeans, and a t-shirt with her university logo.
As the door opened, Christine realized she should have dressed better. Standing before her was Lana, a statuesque and sophisticated woman. This lady had a commanding demeanor that was unmistakable.
"Right on time," Lana smiled. "Come in, I have coffee and some food waiting."
Pleasantries were exchanged. Christine removed her shoes when entering the home, then Lana closed the door and gave a brief tour of the first floor. Big, but not too spacious. Clean, but not neat-freak clean. Paintings and sculptures were liberally displayed, which suggested a certain level of worldliness.
Food was displayed in the living room. There was also a non-disclosure agreement sitting in the center of the table with a pen on top. Christine had already been told that she'd be signing one of these before discussing the terms of the job. Lana was a well known city prosecutor.
"Have a look," Lana said, gesturing to the document. "If you sign it, we can talk about the details. Sorry, but I'm big on privacy."
"I get it."
Christine was an English major, but even so, all the legal jargon was out of her depth. She made her way through the one-page document then signed it. It seemed excessive for a babysitting job, but she understood.
"Excellent," Lana said. "Have a seat. I'll pour you some coffee and we'll discuss the nature of the job."
Christine could hardly relax as she sat. This woman was intimidating and every bit the high powered attorney. Nonetheless, she tried to appear as confident as possible inside the woman's home. Coffee was served and so were the pastries on small plates.
Lana sat right next to her. "So, I hear you're a diligent worker. You come highly recommended."
"I try my best. I was raised to be a hard worker."
"Wonderful to hear. Tell me about yourself."
This felt more like a job interview for obtaining national security clearance and Christine could feel herself getting nervous.
"Well, I'm a first year college student. English is my major and I write for the school newspaper. I do these kinds of jobs during summer breaks because it gives me a chance to be helpful, stay busy, and make some extra cash. I also like meeting new people. Basically I'm wired to constantly work"
"That sounds a lot like me. I'm a workaholic by nature."
"With a career like yours, I'm sure you are."
Lana smiled. "Now, about myself. I'm a full-time lawyer. I'm married and have three young children. Hence, my need for someone like you."
"That number doesn't scare me off. I'm the ultimate multitasker."
"Perfect. The reason I'd need your help is because a few weeks ago I was named the temporary head of the grand jury division at the DA's office. For political reasons, I'll be stuck in that job for the foreseeable future until they find someone else. That means I won't be taking vacations with my family anytime soon. Most likely my schedule would free up at the end of summer."
"I'm accustomed to dealing with busy parents, so I understand what you'd expect of me."
"Wonderful. Now onto the details of the job. First off, I want you to know that I can be very strict and that I have a dominant personality. This can be off-putting to some, so I wanted to get that out there right off the bat. Secondly, the hours you'll be working will vary depending on my schedule."
Christine nodded. "Got it. I can keep a flexible schedule for the next few months."
"Excellent. And thirdly, most importantly, I'd like to assign duties that are rather unusual for someone in a babysitting role."
There was a serious tone in the woman's voice and Christine hung on every word.
"I'm open to that."
Lana took another sip of coffee. "Since our kids started summer break, my husband took them to see their grandparents for the week. Normally I'd go, but with the temporary promotion, I'll be stuck in court."
"Oh, bummer."
"It's a sacrifice for the job. I love the work that I do. While I'm home alone for the week, my breasts will need to be stimulated to maintain their natural milk production."
Christine was caught off guard by the request. In all her years of babysitting, she had never been asked to do anything regarding a woman's lactating breasts. But the pay was substantial and working for a woman like Lana could parlay into future jobs with rich people.
"I'm up to the task. I'm not exactly squeamish about it, but to be honest I don't have any experience with it, either."
"The job is simple. Stimulate my breasts to make sure I produce adequate milk at all times."
Christine almost choked on her coffee. "Oh, so you don't use breast pumps?"
"Too mechanical for me. I treat my body like a temple, everything must be delicate."
"I understand."
"And there's something else. This is the part where our confidentiality agreement must be enforced. This is an open-minded household. I'm very dominant. I would like to hire you to nurse from my breasts."
The conservative side of Christine wanted to run for the door. But another side, her more curious side, wanted to stay and listen to the rest of the proposal. She remained seated.
"Have you done this before?" Christine asked with a gulp.
"Not with a sitter. At work, I have several cases which need to get to trial and my schedule is busy. This is my preferred method of keeping my mammary glands stimulated when the kids are away. Are you with me so far?"
The idea of nursing on a breast was something Christine had never considered before. It was an intriguing idea, though she wouldn't outright admit it. Everyone has a sexual side and Christine's was making her feel warm and wet. Of course, the fact that Lana was a stunning, elegant woman made the idea seem more appealing.
Christine nodded. "A little unorthodox, I'll admit, but I think I'm open to it."
"You think?" Lana asked with a raised eyebrow.
"It's just... I've never done this before."
"Fair enough, which is why I'll give you time to think it over. Think deeply and let your intuition guide you. To be upfront, there are a few other tidbits that would be expected of you. Part of your responsibilities would include making sure that my body is in perfect condition for nursing."
Christine gave a quizzical look. "How so?"
"It means, you'll be expected to keep my breasts healthy, which includes cleaning. Also, my nipples tend to get a bit irritated, and you would need to rub cream on them to keep the skin from getting chaffed."
