The Strange Lactation Therapist

My heart was pounding violently in my chest, and my mind was buzzing loudly.

At that moment, Thomas had to answer a call and walked out, leaving Charlie and me inside the bedroom. I tightened my grip on the edge of my dress as the pressure from his hands increased.

Thomas returned to the room a while later. He glanced at me and said, "Mom asked me to bring a change of clothes for the baby. I'll be back later."

Huh?

I called out to him, "But Thomas…"

He waved me off. "Why are you so nervous? It's alright. The therapy will still take a while."

Before I could say anything else, Thomas walked out immediately. He seemed to have no qualms about me currently lying next to another man.

My body was covered in sweat when Charlie stopped to take something.

Flushed crimson, I lay on my back and fanned myself gently to cool down.

We were alone in the room, and the air was thick with tension. My heart raced as he stood next to me and spoke in a hoarse voice. "I'll start the lactation massage next. It might hurt, so you can cry out if you need to."

Charlie placed his hands on my chest the second he finished speaking. At that moment, my body tensed up immediately.

I looked at him, but his expression remained indifferent. Could it be… that I was the only one overthinking things?

I swallowed nervously.

That could be the case. He was doing his job, and I was just a client. I shut my eyes and gripped the bedsheets tightly. I could feel the rough calluses on his hands as they wandered on my body. Unbuttoning my clothes, I couldn't help but cry out, "Oh!"

The desire within my body stirred gradually as I felt the increasing pressure from his massage. I started panting gently.

Meanwhile, Charlie hovered over me. "Try to relax. The effect won't be good otherwise."

"Alright," I agreed with flushed cheeks.

As I gazed at his face, I was reminded of a conversation I had with Thomas regarding Charlie. We were talking about his performance in bed, and Thomas mentioned that he had good stamina.

An inappropriate scene flashed in my mind, and I swallowed.

When I opened my eyes, I saw his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. In the next second, he leaned in closer and got on the bed. As he massaged my body, I swallowed hard when my chest started throbbing with pain. "Ouch, it hurts…"

Reeling from discomfort, I reached for my chest subconsciously.

Charlie placed a hand on my shoulder. "Try to relax."

I couldn't. The pain was just too much. I pleaded, "Can you please help me? I can't bear the pain."

How could this feel so painful? What was worse, I felt a terrifying surge of arousal welling up within me!

Charlie said that I needed to relax for him to induce lactation successfully. As he spoke, I could feel his hot breath on my chest. His actions stirred up my passionate desires. My heart raced at the thought of us, a man and woman, being alone together in an enclosed space.

A shameful thought surfaced in my mind.

What if…

I quickly shook my head and dismissed the thought. No, I shouldn't…

However, I could still feel the throbbing pain in my chest. My consciousness started drifting as my strength drained away.

Charlie seemed to notice that I was on the brink of losing consciousness. He reached out and placed his hand on my chest. I held my breath, and my mind went blank. I didn't know how to react.

The stabbing pain in my chest grew increasingly unbearable. "Please help me. I'm in terrible pain." Blushing red, I clenched my thighs. The burning desire in my body made my consciousness waver.

Charlie said at that moment, "It's normal to have some discomfort. You'll feel much better once I'm done with you."

Caught off guard, I tensed up inexplicably as he pressed his body on mine.

Instinctively, I gripped the hem of my dress. My chest felt swollen and throbbing.

His hands ravished my bosom, and he fondled me roughly with his palms. "Loosen up so that I can treat you properly."

Initially, I felt embarrassed and wanted to push him away. However, the pain subsided somewhat the second his hands touched my skin. I said, "Then, be more gentle. My chest is hurting me."

Charlie nodded. "Don't worry. I'll be gentle."

My mouth went dry as I panted softly. My cheeks were completely red, and I gradually regained my senses. What was I thinking back then?

I had gone mad! I was a married woman, so how could I do that…

Pressing my lips together, I avoided his gaze. Charlie was still massaging me. Clearly, the therapy was not over. "It will be some time before we finish. Don't tense up your body. Otherwise, I can't help you."

I began to feel some relief in my chest, and the pain eased slightly. A strange feeling surged within me. Suddenly, I noticed his unfocused gaze when our eyes met. Judging from his state, he seemed to be carried away by the heat of the moment.

I could feel him becoming more and more aroused. Meanwhile, my body was throbbing so badly that I couldn't help but lean in closer.

At that moment, I felt myself losing control once more.

Charlie gently reminded me to change positions. "Babe, this isn't making it very easy for me. Could you move over?"

His breathing was rapid, and his gaze swept over my body.

I shifted my position slightly. My thighs clenched instinctively. "Okay…"

Then, Charlie pounced on me without hesitation.