Dear Richard, We Need To Talk
by Buster2U
This is a Cuck Story, please don't read it, if that "triggers you"!
My name is Richard Chamberlain, and my wife is Lisa. We are both in our thirties and we both enjoy successful careers. We met during our sophomore year of college.
Then later after so much romancing of my beautiful future wife, we got married just after graduation. I studied Computers and Internet technology, and Lisa studied to become a nurse.
We've been married for a while now, and I feel we have a very good marriage due to our excellent communication. We always talk about everything, which helps to ensure that we are always on the same page, so we can work together as a team toward our mutual family goals.
We have 2 children, a boy, Roger, 13, and a girl, Nancy,11. Which seems like plenty for us to manage, since we are always so busy. They, really are the center of our lives and our whole world.
Like many young couples these days, Lisa wanted me to get the snip to my nuts so she wouldn't have to take birth control pills for most of her adult life. Lisa hinted that birth control pills might be a potential cause of breast cancer.
Unlike many of the men I know, I was not afraid to get my nuts snipped.
It actually turned me on, sacrificing for my Lisa. LOL Lisa was there to hold my hand and was right there watching everything, while it was done, so I was not really worried.
We don't want any more kids and we don't need any more kids. So one less thing to be stressed about in life.
Lisa is a senior nurse in her dept, at General Hospital. So Lisa is actually the one that does the schedules for everyone in her department. So now, she can feed the kids and drop them off at school, each morning, on her way to work. All I have to do is make the money to pay most of the bills and remember to then pick up the kids on my way home.
Life is beautiful and going great. The biggest thing we have to be concerned about, anymore, is getting the kids prepared for the big spelling bee, contest at school, that is coming up soon, in a couple weeks.
Lisa is a very pretty and attractive young woman, my buddies all tell me, I married way, way, above my pay grade. Even my jealous co-workers agree with that sentiment.
But good for me, Lisa is always considerate of my feelings, to never do anything that would make me jealous, worried, or concerned. Thank God.
Lisa was an A-cup bust size when I met her, an A-cup bust size when we fell in love, and an A-cup bust size when we got married. I like small-busted women, with a nice tight ass. But it seems that she was always made to feel inferior, by the more busty young ladies, in her class, that she grew up with.
Lisa has an exceptional figure now. Lisa wanted a breast enhancement and I agreed, that if she wanted to have bigger breasts, by golly, buy bigger breasts! We can afford it, so fine with me.
Of course, that meant that Lisa had to show everyone in the whole dang, Hospital her new boobs once the bandages came off, and she went back to work. She went from a small A cup, which was perfect for me, all the way to a DDD cup. These hooters look gigantic on her small framed 110 lb. body.
I got one thing out of this deal when I agreed to pay for Lisa's new boobs. Lisa finally agreed to keep milk in her breasts for me. Which is actually my fetish, her having milky breasts, something that I always wanted. This is something that I really love and enjoy. Now, I get to enjoy her milky breasts, every night when we go to bed.
It is really easy to do, once the milk starts. Typically during a woman's pregnancy, a woman's breasts develop to produce milk. However, there are other ways to make the breasts begin lactation.
But once lactation begins, all a woman has to do is continue to pump her breasts to drain all the milk out, several times a day.
A woman's breasts will keep producing milk as long as a woman will keep pumping the milk out of her breasts. Maintaining the demand, causes, and maintains, the continued production of a woman's breast milk.
So, life is good. Lisa never works late, and she never goes on girls' nights out. Lisa always has dinner ready for the family and serves it by 6 pm, rain or shine every night. Best of all, Lisa never does anything to make me jealous, worried, or concerned. Life is so good!
Lisa works with a lot of people down there at the big hospital. They come and they go. Changing departments, changing floors, transferring to other locations. So, I don't bother to try to keep track of all her friends and co-workers.
When Lisa started talking about the new young, Doctor on her floor, named Jamal. I didn't think anything of it, even when she mentioned that she thought he was very good-looking.
Lisa did mention that the other female Nurses teased her that she should be sure to show her new big beautiful breasts to the New Hot Good Looking Black Doctor.
The unfortunate thing was, that Lisa never mentioned that when she showed Doctor Jamal her breasts, they were leaking a little milk.
Lisa also never mentioned that they were both thrilled about her leaking milk because he wanted to taste her milk.
Lisa also never mentioned that she wanted the good-looking black doctor to suck her breasts and have all the milk that he wanted, anytime he wanted.
Lisa, didn't want any of her coworkers, to think she was a prude or prejudiced because he is very dark black, as he actually came from Africa.
Lisa also didn't mention that Doctor Jamal really enjoyed the taste of her milk. LOL, I didn't know anything about it.
Actually, it would have turned me on, knowing that a black man had sucked my wife's breasts to get her milk. I get wood, just thinking about it!
This undoubtedly would have meant that his black hands were holding her sensitive, white, milk engorged, breasts as well.
In addition to that, there was never any mention that the good Doctor would try to drink his fill, every shift, thereafter.
Lisa also never mentioned that they would seek out an empty patient room for a half hour, or more, so the good Doctor could suck her big breasts all he wanted, while they cuddled comfortably on an empty patient bed, in an empty patient room.
So, due to my wife's, apparently intentional, lack of communication, about her most recent sexual flirting, or whatever you would want to call her giving her breast milk daily to Doctor Jamal. I had absolutely NO knowledge of all this that was going on behind my back!
I was completely caught unaware, until, just as we were going to bed, one night, recently, my lovely wife Lisa began to finally speak about it.
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"Dear Richard, We Need to Talk," said Lisa, my beautiful wife, as she waited for me naked in bed.
"So what do you want to chat about, my sweet beautiful wife?" I asked softly as I was getting undressed for bed.
