Candy's mind seemed to be at peace today as she looked at the clothes in the shop,it had been such a long time since she had enjoyed time to look and feel new clothes on her body without someone hurrying her up. She sighed with self-indulgent pleasure as she touched the silky evening dress and wondered if she should try it on. Julia one of the women in the mother's club she belonged to was looking after the children today and Candy smiled some more. Just having the other women around had made such a difference to her life in all the most important ways she could think of .
Each of them took turns to take care of the children so that the others could have a day to themselves and of course there were the times once a week when they would get together and enjoy such fantastic activities. Her partner wondered what had turned his once tired, worn out wife into a virago of sexual power and of dominance. Candy had discovered that she enjoyed being the one in charge, in deciding what to do and he had quickly decided that if that made her want more sex he was not going to stop her from being the dominant one in the bedroom. Deciding not to buy the dress she left the shop and wandered along the shopping mall noticing as she walked by the slight woman who seemed to be having difficulty with a crying baby as tried to breast feed.
As she came nearer there was something familiar about the voice of the woman that intrigued her.
"Please take it baby, please," the woman desperately pleaded to the baby as she tried to force her milky teat between his lips.
"Can I help you?"
The woman looked up into the smiling face of Candy and it seemed to make her weep even more as the baby squirmed away from the woman's full breasts.
"Help me," the woman sobbed uncontrollably.
Without another word Candy took the boy from the woman and adjusting her blouse with practised ease she pushed the child's face to her nipple. Almost at once the lips opened and the child was soon suckling silently on Candy's breast. The other woman looked at Candy with profound gratitude and she mumbled a thanks.
"Thank.....you, I try ......and try...... but he doesn't want my breast .....I don't know what to do?" she whispered.
"It's alright Anna," Candy said firmly.
With the sound of her name Anna looked at the woman and then looked surprised, "Candy?"
Then she was hugging the other woman and was asking so many questions that Candy had no chance to say anything until satisfied that the baby was fully fed she adjusted her clothing, burped the baby and set it securely into the pram.
"Whoa you haven't let me say anything. Why don't we go back to my place, it isn't far from here and we can have a chat and a tea," Candy stated more than asked.
The woman was so happy to have met someone she knew and who was a friendly face.
As they walked back Candy remembered when she had last seen Anna. They had been friends at both Primary and High School, Anna had always been the shy one who had followed her about with the look of a lost puppy. Candy remembered that Anna would do anything for her and she now realised that the girl had been infatuated with her. Her nickname at school had been Mouse since she reminded you of that when you saw her but even so she was so adorable you wanted to be with her. Even now though tired and emotional the woman was attractive in her own mousy way.
Candy opened the front door and ushered Anna into her house. As Anna's baby slept the two women talked and relaxed. Every now and again Candy's hand would brush the arm of the other woman. A brush of her elbow, shoulder or even her knee. Though the touches were seemingly innocent Anna was feeling flushed and in the back of her mind she felt a desire grow in her hips and she stirred uncomfortably and then accidentally brushed her full breasts that ached with undrunk milk.
Candy smiled and then remarked," I don't know about you but I always get so hot and wet when I breastfeed."
Anna blushed and before she could say anything the baby began to wail hungrily. Quickly the flustered woman got up and brought him back to the couch and pulled up her blouse to open the maternity bra. However when she brought the baby to her breast he continued to squirm and fiddle refusing to attach to the prominent nipple offered to him. It made her so frustrated and angry, yet with the anger came the guilt and the tears. Then suddenly her baby was no longer in her arms and there was Candy's soothing voice talking to her.