Chapter 2: The not so Reluctant Lesbian
The rain relentlessly pounds on Sheila's bedroom window in a soothing beat that gently wakes Jackie from her deep slumbers. She uncoils from the fetal position she was rolled up in feeling completely sated and contented from head to toe to the very depths of her soul. For the first time in weeks there is no ache what so ever in her breasts. Just a warm pleasant tingly feeling that makes her sigh with relief. She feels another slight warm glow emitting from her well satisfied womb.
Erotic memories of the night before slowly come back to her as she stretches and luxuriates in the full body tingles only a woman can feel after being completely satisfied in every way. Disappointedly, Jackie realizes she is alone in the bed. Her two lovers have left her like the pleasant dreams of the night before, fading from her memory as if they had never been.
Jackie stretches again and light headedly sits up in the bed to look at the rain out the window. "Holy Shit, I slept through the night," She says as she begins to softly rub and message her nude breasts, enjoying the sensations that her hands are producing. She loses herself in her self message until she feels rays of sun light caress her breast through the window and she can no longer hear the rain. An hour at least has passed while she rubs her breasts in a trance like state.
Jackie has never felt so euphoric in her life. She feels like a goddess stepping down from heaven as her feet lightly hit the floor. Nude, she floats over to her freshly washed sweat shirt and pants folded on a nearby chair and sees the note Sheila has left for her pinned to her shirt.
"You were AWESOME last night lover, much more than I had ever dreamed. I think I'm falling in love. It pains me that I have to leave you without wrapping myself in your arms and giving you a proper good bye but I just couldn't bring myself to wake you from your beautiful dreams. You looked so blissful lying there I just couldn't do it. I have to bring Liz back up state to wrap up a few things and then both of us will be back for work tomorrow. I will pick you up as normal. A queen like you should never ride a bus! I'm giddy as a school girl with her first crush! This shouldn't be happening to me. What are you doing to me lover? Can't wait to see you again. You are so delicious I want to eat you all up, AGAIN."
"Oh, I washed your sweats for you. It was SOOOOOO wet with your milk."
"XOXOXOXOXO "SMACK" Sheila."
Jackie is filled with pride and longing as she reads the note again and again. Tears of happiness rolling down her cheeks and pangs of wantonness rumble in her groin. Carefully she folds the note and puts the note in her pocketbook. She is a little bit hungry so before dressing and leaving for home she sees what Sheila has to eat in the fridge. She opens the door to discover not much food. There is no room because gallons of dated breast milk take up virtually every space.
At the sight of the breast milk Jackie's nipples instantly harden and two white dots of her own milk began to form at the tips. "Oh my," She says as a strong shiver courses through her body. Guiltily, Jackie takes a jug of milk out and unscrews the cap to smell the milk as a reminder of the night before. Her whole body awakens at the first sniff of the sweet smelling milk and before she can stop herself she lifts the jug with two hands to her waiting lips.
Sheila's oh so sweet, cold breast milk coats Jackie's tongue and throat as it works its way down to her stomach. "Umph,Umph,Umph,Umph," are the grunting noises Jackie makes as she swallows gulp after gulp of the cold nectar. Sheila's sticky milk is spilling out her mouth all over Jackie's shoulders and breasts and dripping to the floor even as Jackie's stomach expands to accommodate the breast milk. Unknowingly, Jackie's own nipples begin to fire streams of milk in the air in celebration of the cold fluid that is coating Jackie's filling stomach.
Finally Jackie pulls her hungry mouth from the Jug amazed to see she has drunk and spilled nearly a half gallon of breast milk all over herself. She cleans the mess up on the floor and heads to the bath with the rest of the milk. When the tub eventually fills she sits in it and very slowly finishes off the other half gallon of Sheila's milk, this time not spilling a precious drop. Jackie swirls every mouthful in her mouth like a fine wine before swallowing it down to her swelling belly.
"Ahhhh," Jackie sighs and smacks her lips as the last mouth full enters her now huge belly. She lies in the warm tub thinking of nothing as she contently strokes her milk impregnated tummy. Just knowing her tummy is near bursting with Sheila's milk makes Jackie feel as if Sheila is in the tub with her.
Finally Jackie struggles out of the tub. Her milk laden belly makes it difficult to get up but she finally manages to do so and waddle over to her cloths and dress. Her sweat shirt and pants are stretched to their limit by her breast and belly. Her body and the tub have now warmed the milk in her stomach and a very stimulating warm glow radiates through out her body with her tummy as the epicenter. She is determined not to discharge the warm milk so she can revel in this feeling of pleasure and closeness to Sheila for as long as she can.
She ponders Sheila's fridge as she's leaving and decides there is plenty of milk in it and takes two gallons of milk with her home in two large grocery bags. Giggling, "I'm sure we can always replace it." She leaves Sheila's house and decides to walk the mile to her house on this warm sunny day. The weight of the bags is neutralized by the thought of their cargo and they feel light as feathers. "Better burn off some of this milk, don't want to get fat," Jackie says to herself as she walks home. The world has never been so alive to Jackie. Places she passes that have been gray since Butchy died are once again filled with vivid colors. The birds sing songs of love that warm her soul. And the little children playing in the park make her think of her own baby and her hopes for the future. People walking by her see her warm healthy glow, the smile on her face and her straining sweat shirt and just assume she is pregnant.
She finally reaches home and places the milk in her fridge. Her bladder is near bursting and reluctantly she releases a steady, strong stream into her toilet bowl. As the warmth leaves her stomach and bladder her belly starts to shrink to normal levels once again. But not quit as her stomach is stretched to accommodate more milk. Jackie goes to the living room and watches TV wondering what Sheila is doing. Her eyes constantly wonder back to the fridge which she can see from where she is seated. And when a "got milk" commercial plays on the TV it is too much for her and before she knows it she finds herself at the fridge door grabbing a gallon Jug of milk.
Her whole body is shaking like a crack addict waiting for her next fix as she gets a tall glass and brings the jug to the table. Jackie can't decide if she has the patients to heat the milk first or not. Finally she gets a big pot and fills it with milk and pours the remainder of the milk in a glass to drink while she waits for it to warm. Over the course of the night Jackie polishes off all the milk in the glass and the milk in the pot, refilling her stomach with Sheila's warmth. When finished, she falls into a deep sleep on her bed, rubbing her extended belly through the night while she sleeps.
The next morning Jackie wakes to a pair of large black hands lovingly rubbing her swollen tummy in slow seductive circles.
"Good Morning sleepy head," Sheila says affectionately. "I couldn't wait to see you so I came straight here from up state. You left your door unlocked and I came in. I hope you don't mind."
Sleepily Jackie says " Hmmm, no baby, not at all. Please keep rubbing my belly, it feels so good."
"Is that my breast milk in there that's making your stomach so fat?" Sheila coos. "You left the jug in the kitchen and I recognize my hand writing on it."
