'Relieving the Pressure' is one of a series of stories that I have written concerning the sexual awakening of an attractive , happily married housewife, Betty Fielder. They go in the following order: Miss Betty, Campaign Worker, The Lady in Black, The Lady in Black...Encore, Pigtails, Anita, Brown Sugar. If you enjoy this story please read the rest and don't forget to vote.
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About a month after I tasted brown sugar in New Orleans my husband David asked me to accompany him on a business trip to New York. It was the first time he asked and I was thrilled. Having never been to the big city I jumped at the chance. I was anxious to see the sights and at the same time experience what my husband's life is like. My mother agreed to watch over our boys and we flew to New York.
David's days were filled with meeting and presentations. At night we would dine at some of the finer restaurants in the city. I had the opportunity to meet many of his business acquaintances, one of which was a strikingly beautiful girl named Chloe. I guessed her age to be about 26 or 27. She was tall but not quiet as tall as my 5'10". Her shoulder length hair was straight and blonde. So blonde that it was almost white and her eyes were gray. Chloe had a very sensual looking mouth with full, puffy lips, both top and bottom. She had a slender well-formed body with exceptionally long legs. Her breasts appeared to be a little too large for her body and they jiggled delightfully when she walked. Just looking at her made my mouth water and I could picture myself between those long legs lapping at her juicy snatch.
The second night that we were there we had the opportunity to dine with Chloe and some of the others. She was dressed in a yellow sundress that showed off her wonderful legs. She looked ravishing.
When introduced, Chloe smiled and said, "Nice to meet you Betty."
"Nice to meet you also," I smiled in return.
"Are you enjoying the city?" She asked.
"It's my first time here and it is a little overwhelming," I offered then asked, "and you?"
"Oh its strictly business for me. I have this sales presentation tomorrow that will take up most of my day and then I am going home to our new baby." She answered.
"How old is the baby?" I queried.
"Andy is only four months and I am breast feeding. I probably shouldn't have come but It is and important sales opportunity for our company. I flew in last night and I hope to fly back tomorrow after the presentation." Chloe replied.
"That must be difficult. I mean with the breast feeding thing and all." I offered. The breast-feeding explained the large size of her breasts.
"Let's excuse ourselves and walk to the ladies room for a minute and I'll let you know just how difficult it is." She suggested.
We walked to and when we entered the ladies room we were alone. Chloe turned to me and said. "I don't want to impose on you but I don't know what else to do. I have been producing a lot of milk and I have this breast pump that has worked very well.... so far."
As I looked into those beautiful gray eyes I could feel my pussy get wet and I hesitated before asking, "What do you need me to do Chloe?"
"I am so embarrassed," She blushed. " I would be eternally grateful if you would be at my presentation tomorrow. You see.... I... I have to use the pump every two to three hours and my morning presentation will last about three hours. I just need for you to be there in case I need some help."
"No problem. I'll be there to provide any help that you may need. I am at your disposal." I gushed as she wrapped her arms around me and gave me a big hug. I could feel her big tits mash against my erect nipples as my pussy gushed.
Chloe backed away smiling and said, "That's great! You are a lifesaver. My presentation should start about nine thirty or ten and finish around noon. I'll use the pump just before I talk and I should have just about enough time. I don't expect any problems I just will feel better having someone there for me."
"You got it girl. I'll be there in the morning." I added.
"Oh! Thank you so much Miss Betty.
We returned to our table and all during the meal I was flustered. I could picture myself sucking the milk from Chloe's scrumptious titties. I remembered doing Jill and how wonderful her long, hard nipples felt in my mouth. I then decided that I had better not get too excited for I probably wouldn't get the opportunity to do the same to Chloe.
As the meal ended and we headed back to our rooms Chloe passed by and nudging my arm said, "I'll see you at the presentation."
David and I returned to the room and I was so turned on that I fucked his brains out. We made love again in the morning right after showering together. David filled my pussy with an enormous load of his hot cum and I decided to leave it there so that I could feel it soak my panties throughout Chloe's presentation.
As I dressed I put on Ann's blue panties and chose to wear a one-piece, orange sundress that showed off my long, slender legs. And, of course, I wore my little padded bra.
David went off on business of his own and I made my way to the large auditorium in which Chloe was making her presentation. As I entered she was just beginning and as I sat down we made eye contact and she smiled.
Chloe was dressed in a conservative, gray business suit. She was beautiful to say the least and her presentation was precise and energetic. Chloe gave no indication that she was having any difficulty at all. As soon as she finished she walked to me and said, "Please come with me I need your help."
We walked quickly down the hall and entered a large suite. "Mr. Winston, my boss, has a large bathroom that he said I could use. We have it to ourselves. No one will disturb us." Chloe stated.
The bathroom was huge and was equipped with state of the art facilities. Above the lavatory was a mirror that covered the entire wall. The floor in that area was covered with a thick carpet.
" The damn pump quit working before I could completely empty my breasts. I am so uncomfortable. I feel like my breasts are going to burst. What can I do? I have to be back in about two hours." Chloe rapidly gushed.
"Do you have pads in your bra?" I asked.
"Yes! I stuffed more than one on each side but they are about to soak through. What can I do?" She frantically uttered.