Counsellor’s Wife

Angeltears

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((Looking for someone to play the role of my counsellor’s wife. My character has been a patient of your husband for a while, I don’t know whether he has told you about me or if he talks about his work (that is up to you). One day while he is away at a conference he calls you and asks if you can get something form his office. It’s raining outside but you grudging go and that is where you find me at the office crying. Feeling a little sorry for me you let me in from the rain and we talk. After that we see where things go.))

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Crystal had been seeing a counsellor for a couple of months now. She would come and he would listen to her problems and give her advice on how to deal with her life and parents. Her parents were the reason she was seeing a counsellor to begin with, they wanted to try and control her life even though she had not long ago turned 30. They disapproved with her chooses in life, the fact she lived alone, or her liking for partying most weekends and a few week nights. But there biggest issue came with her choice of lovers or the fact that she couldn’t choose one particular sex. Crystal was bi, and they could ignore that as long as she was seeing a man they couldn’t accept the other side, especially when she brought her last girlfriend home to meet her parents, hoping that they would see how nice she was. That visit had ended up with an argument and Crystal and her girlfriend leaving.

That argument had been just like the one that had brought her to the office of her counsellor today. It was raining which was good because it covered the fact that she was crying. Her medium brown hair stuck to the sides of her face as she stood looking at the building in front of her. On the door before her was a sign saying closed away for conference, call for a booking on. Crystal stopped reading and sobbed slightly, she remembered Dr Kaiser saying that he would be away, she had forgotten as she headed here just needing someone to listen to her.

Not knowing what to do she shivered slightly and moved up the stairs to at least get out of the rain. Her jacket had kept most of the rain out as she was wearing a tight top underneath it and it wouldn’t have lasted long in the rain. Her jeans were semi plastered to her legs and her feet seemed to squelch in her shoes. “Damn rain” she cursed under her breath closing her eyes and leaning against the wall by the door. “Damn parents, damn everything” she sobbed again and new tears ran down her cheeks. Hearing a noise she opened her eyes and saw a woman standing before her.
 
Lindsay double-checked that she'd shut the lights off in Jacob's office. Her husband hated wasting money, so he'd be out of sorts if he discovered that his lights has been left on all weekend. Of course, she wouldn't have even needed to turn on the lights if he'd not forgotten to take his speech notes with him to the conference. She'd made a special trip to the office to get them from his desk and email them to him.

She shook her head. After so many years, you just had to accept such shortcomings. Besides, Jacob was never short on gratitude; he'd definitely make it worth her while when he returned.

Lindsay exited the outer door and locked it behind her. Only then did she notice the figure huddled a few yards away. The person's face was obscured, but Lindsay thought the mumbles sounded female. Was she crying, too?

Concerned, Lindsay tucked her coat around her and walked over. The overcast sky steadily drizzled rain and the winter wind made the chill hard to avoid. Judging by the Dark dampness of the stranger's jeans, she'd been out in the weather for awhile.

"Excuse me," Lindsay began. "Are you okay?"

The face that glanced up at her was young, pretty, and tear-stained. Jacob often worked with juveniles and young adults, so Lindsay added, "Are you here to see Dr. Kaiser?"
 
Looking up at the woman who stood before her Crystal sniffed slightly and rubbed her eyes. Nodding automatically, when she realized that she had been asked if she was okay. Then another tear slipped down her cheek and she shook her head quickly admitting that she wasn't okay.

The woman's face looked pretty and she thought she had seen the woman before, but couldn't work out where she had seen her from. Normally Crystal wouldn't tell her problems to just random strangers but there seemed to be real concern on this woman's face. "Yes. I needed to talk to him but I forgot that he wasn't going to be here. He told me he was going away, but when the fight happened I just forgot.......I just......." She shrugged and bit her lip, "I just needed to talk to someone".

Then the tears stared again and she sipped at them. " Sorry I am just having a really bad day" she tells the woman and looks out into the rain. Considering what she should do next or were she should go, but all she could see was the rain and didn't know were she could go.
 

"Oh, you poor dear," consoled Lindsay. She put a comforting hand on the girl's forearm. "You sound like you've had a really horrible day."

Lindsay placed a hand on her sternum. "Sorry, where are my manners? I'm Dr. Kaiser's wife. Please, let me help you." She gripped the young girl near the elbow and guided her to a standing position.

One arm on the girl's, Lindsay escorted her to the clinic's front door. "First, let's get you out of this wind," she said, unlocking the front door. "You look like you're cold."

Once Lindsay got into her "mother hen" mode, she became impossible to resist. Within 5 minutes, she had the young woman draped in a towel and sitting on the couch in her husband's office. Lindsay handed the girl a hot cup of tea. Satisfied the girl was warming up , Lindsay proceededp to address the girl's other concerns.

"My husband won't be back for another few days. Now if you still want to speak to a therapist, one of my husband's colleagues is on call. I can phone him if you like."
 
Feeling the hand on her arm Crystal looked away from the rain and back at the woman, giving her face one more wipe she tried to pull herself together.

"Dr Kaiser's wife," there was surprise in her voice and she looked closer at the woman as she was helped up. That was were she had seen her face before, Dr Kaiser had a photo of her she had caught a glimpse of it at one of his sessions. She had thought that she was pretty then but in person she seemed beautiful. The doctor was a lucky man.

Going along thanking her, Crystal let her self be fussed over and found herself out of her jacket and wrapped in a towel, with a hot cup of tea warming her hands. "Thank you, my name is Crystal" she said as she tightens her hands around the cup.

Shaking her head at the mention of another therapist. "No its okay. Dr Kaiser told me who would be on call while he was gone and I don't really get along with the other doctor. I had one session with him and felt worse after talking to him. He was very hands on, of course not in an inappropriate way. But it sort of creeped me out which is funny for someone you likes being touched" Blushing at admitting something personal I sip the tea.

"I think I will be okay it was just a fight with my parents," sighing softly she looked into her tea. "It's not the first one and I guess it won't be the last one."
 
Lindsay nodded as she listened to Crystal's story. "I'm sure picking a therapist is a very personal experience. I think I would be rather particular about choosing one of my own."

"Well, if you are not going to talk to the other therapist, then I don't know what else I can offer you." Lindsay shrugged helplessly.

"Still," she continued, "I'm reticent to send you out in wet jeans. You're liable to to catch a cold."

"If I may venture a suggestion...would you mind taking off those wet clothes? I can dry them in the break room. I can find you something to cover yourself in the meantime."
 
Crystal knew that Mrs Kaiser wouldn't be able to do much for her, but her concern and the fact that she had tried to help meant a lot to her. Many people would have just walked past her and ignored her, but she hadn't.

It surprised her that she asked her to remove her clothes. "Thank you but I will be ....." before she could continue she felt a strong shiver run through her. "I guess it would be better to try and dry off" she told her.

Crystal set the tea aside and then the towel, draping it over the arm of the couch. Not having a problem with showing of her body because she was proud of it. That had been another issue her parents had with her. Shoving aside those thoughts because they would only make her cry, she kicked off her shoes and took off her socks which were soaked through.

Then standing she undid her jeans and slipped them off. Leaving her standing there in her tight white low cut top which her jacket had mostly kept dry and her pair of red panties. She handed her jeans to Mrs Kaiser as her legs broke out in goose bumps as the air now hit her cold legs.

"Thank you for this, Mrs Kaiser"
 
Lindsay caught herself admiring the young woman's body. Underneath her jacket, Crystal's tank top was only moderately successful in containing her breasts. The cleavage on display hinted at a very nice pair indeed.

Lindsay felt an instant kinship. She, too, had been busty at a young age. She could guess at some of the difficulties Crystal had endured: taunts from girls who were secretly jealous, teasing harassment from boys - and probably men old enough to know better.

Further down, Crystal wore red panties cut low enough to display her lean belly. Her thighs were slender; even with her knees together, Lindsay could see daylight between them.

"Oh, you're still chilly," Lindsay noted. "Look how hard your nipples are." Lindsay's own nubs started to tingle - but not because she was chilly.

"Here, let me warm you up." Lindsay wrapped the towel around Crystal's legs and began vigorously rubbing them. When she stopped, Crystal's legs had become notably less pale as the blood had risen closer to the surface.

Lindsay handed Crystal more towels to cover herself with before taking the jeans to the break room. "I put the jeans over a vent," she explained on her return. "It's not as fast as a clothes dryer, but it'll work."

"So," she said, searching for a topic of conversation. "You said you had an argument. Were you having a spat with your boyfriend?"
 
Crystal looked down at her top and saw her nipples sticking out through her bra and top. Blushing slightly she mumbled something about them having a mind of there own.

Surprised when she started to rub her legs. Looking down at the lady kneeling before her as she tried to bring warmth to her legs, it seemed to be bringing warmth to other parts of her body as she remembered the last time a beautiful woman kneeled before her and she was partly dress.

Pushing those thoughts aside when the warmth returned to her legs and Crystal wasn't shivering as much now. "Thank you," she said taking the towels and wrapping one of them around her hips. Then settling herself back on the couch.

A bitter laugh slipped from Crystal's lips at the mention of a boyfriend. "Not a boyfriend, but having a boyfriend is part of the argument." Shrugging not sure how much to tell the woman before her or how she would react to what she would say. The woman had been so nice to her, maybe like her husband she would be okay with this.

Taking a deep breath Crystal explained, " The argument was with my parents. It is the same argument we have had before, but this time it just seemed so intense. The argument was about the fact that I am bi and the last couple of people I have been seeing have been woman. My parents would rather I see men than woman. This time they told me if I ever think about bringing another woman to there home then I can consider myself disowned"
 
Lindsay hesitated a moment before responding. It would be wrong for her to advise the girl. She was not a trained therapist, after all. But surely there was no rule against letting her know that her problems not unique?

"I-I can relate," Lindsay began. "I went through a phase in college where I explored both aspects of my sexuality." Her cheeks flushed slightly at the memories. "I pursued both sides rather vigorously for a time."

Now it was Lindsay's turn to feel her nipples harden, though hers had nothing to do with being cold. Rather, she found herself suddenly suffused by a memory of a nubile coed not much older than Crystal who had pinned her against the wall one night. Her tongue had been so eager between Lindsay's thighs that night....

Lindsay willed a measure of control over herself. Ever since the pregnancy, her hormones had been so wildly unpredictable. She sometimes surprised even herself with these surges of lust.

"Of course, it was just a phase for me," she continued. "After I met Jacob - Dr. Kaiser - I no longer pursued anyone else."

But was that strictly true? She hadn't slept with anyone else since Jacob,but did that mean her interest had ended? Certainly no other man compared to her husband, but could she honestly say she no longer found females tempting?

"But that isn't to say that what you're going through is a phase," Lindsay blurted, eager to distance herself from such thoughts about her own sexuality. "I have a few acquaintances from that time who are lesbians. I suppose each person has to decide just what they are - and whom they're going to love."

"I'm sorry, I probably shouldn't be saying anything. After all, I'm a married woman and you're so much younger. I must sound silly talking of such things."
 
Crystal didn’t know how Mrs Kaiser would react to what she said but she hadn’t expected her to tell her about her college days. The look of surprise showed on her face and slowly turned to a blush as she imagined this beautiful woman before her, engaging in all different positions and sexual acts. These thoughts led to an image of herself on her knees, her face buried between Mrs Kaisers thighs as her tongue explored ……………

Giving herself a mental shake, she focused her attention back on reality and could have sworn she saw Mrs Kaiser’s cheeks brighten slightly with a blush, which only added to her beauty. Crystals eyes wondered down from her face and over her body, catching the sight of a hint of harden nipples sticking out from under her clothes. Was she feeling cold or did she feel excited by telling Crystal this about herself, or maybe she had remembered naughty things from her own past.

A smile slipped onto Crystal’s face as Mrs Kaiser quickly tried to reassure her that she thought she was going through a phase, which is what her parents had said many times over the last couple of years.

“It’s okay,” Crystal said, “It’s doesn’t sound silly at all. It is good that you can talk about your past that way and not seem to feel as if it’s something to be ashamed of. I am glad you shard this with me, it is good having someone to talk to that can speak from experience rather than someone that is trained to listen but doesn’t truly understand.”

Having relaxed on the couch, she seemed to be getting more comfortable with Mrs Kaiser. Enough so that she spoke without thinking, “I don’t know about age but you can’t be that much older than me, not with the way you look. Because you look amazing!” Crystal blushed slightly at what she said, realising that might be inappropriate to say to her therapist’s wife. “ I mean ……….. well …. you ………. I ……… oh damn” she realised that she was stammering and she was making herself look silly.

Taking a deep breath she finally spat it out, “Well you are beautiful, at least I think so. Sorry if that’s inappropriate for me to say, but it’s the truth and..” Crystal snapped her mouth shut realising that she was about to start rambling. “Please ignore me when I get like this,” she said blushing brighter, “I have a habit of speaking without thinking from time to time and tend to get myself in trouble.”

Crystal looked down at her legs and laughed, “Guess that’s another reason I am seeing your husband”
 
Lindsay blushed slightly at the compliment. "Oh, well thank you so much. You're so very sweet to say so."

"Truth be told, I rather admire your figure. I mean, not only do you have such nice curves, but you've got such lovely long legs." Lindsay giggled slightly. "I was always a tad envious of girls like you. I have to wear 4" heels to stand even with you in bare feet."

She thought for a moment. "You know, come to think of it, I might have had a real thing for that. Back in college when I did all that 'experimenting', my girlfriends were all a fair bit taller than me. There was just something so sexy about opening up those long, smooth thighs. . . kissing my way along the sensitive inner side. . . right up to where she was warm and wet and-"

Lindsay shook herself out of her reverie as she realized that her libidinous thoughts were making her rather warm and wet herself. She blushed a bright pink. "My apologies! I didn't mean to ramble on like that!"

Lindsay glanced down at her blouse and her blush intensified. She crossed her hands over her chest. "Oh dear, I'm sitting here looking like I've hiding shot glasses in my bra. I've got the most ill-behaved nipples. Whatever must you think of me."

Lindsay couldn't resist giggling."Sorry, but I just feel so ridiculous. Here we are, both frustrated - you emotionally and me sexually - all because Dr. Kaiser isn't here."
 
Crystal looked from her own legs to Mrs. Kaisers and then back up her body. There was something wonderful about having a beautiful woman say she admired your figure and Crystal was no exception to the rule. That wasn’t the only thing that started making her already warming body jump a few degrees but when she started talking about opening up long legs and ……….. Crystal’s imagination went wild and she started imagining Mrs. Kaisers spreading her legs and she wondered what it would feel like to have the other woman’s lips on her thighs. She felt herself getting wet, from all the naughty thoughts she was having and without realising it she had parted her legs slightly.

“No, No, it’s okay” she quickly told Mrs. Kaisers, quite enjoying what she was hearing. She wasn’t about to complain with the effect it was having on both their bodies, especially with what it was doing to Mrs. Kaisers nipples. Crystal was a little disappointed when she covered them up.

“Nipples do tend to have minds of their own at times, I know mine do” Crystal told her with a slight laugh pointing at her own nipples which were making their own showing through her top, the cause no longer being the cold.

Laughing with Mrs. Kaisers she couldn’t believe she was having such an interesting and enjoyable chat with Dr Kaiser’s wife. “There is nothing to be sorry about. Actually I don’t think it’s just emotionally for me anymore, with the way our conversation has gone I am starting to feel a little sexually frustrated myself,” she admitted truthfully a smile still on her lips.

While still feeling in such a good mood she moved to Mrs. Kaiser, the towel that had been wrapped around her hips slipped to the floor. Reaching forward she gently tugged on her arms pulling them away from where they were covering her chest. “You shouldn’t hide them. There is nothing better than seeing a woman’s nipples standing out like this, almost begging to be played with. As well as giving away what naughty things there owner is thinking off.” Crystal’s eyes seemed glued to Mrs. Kaiser’s chest and she absently licked her lip as she thought of what it would be like to lick and suck on those large nipples.

Removing her hands from Mrs. Kaiser’s arms she was so tempted to brush her fingers over her nipples and see how she would react. But instead she dropped one to her hands to her side and ran the other one through her hair returning her eyes to Mrs. Kaiser’s face. “Sorry I think I got a little carried away again but Dr Kaiser is a very lucky man to have an amazingly beautiful woman like you as his wife.”
 
Lindsay didn't resist as the taller girl pulled her hands away from her chest. Perhaps she should have worn something heavier due to the cold. The light fabric offered almost no concealment of her thick nipples.

"Well, I can certainly tell you that they definitely miss being sucked on," she admitted. "I don't know if it's like this for all mothers, but I really enjoyed breastfeeding."

The older woman sighed. "Unfortunately, little Emily is old enough to wean, so they hardly get any attention now." Lindsay giggled. "Well, not when my husband is away." Her thoughts drifted towards the last night that Dr. Kaiser had been in town. The feel of his beard against breasts always made her shiver.

Lindsay shook herself out of her reverie. "Oh, I probably shouldn't talk about that. That's probably inappropriate information for one of his patients."

Lindsay frowned suddenly. "Oh dear, I'm afraid this topic has gotten me a little worked up." She immediately began unfastening the buttons of her blouse, pulling the fabric aside to reveal her large mounds.

"Sorry for the impromptu strip tease, but my milk is starting to leak and I didn't want it to stain my blouse," Lindsay explained. Indeed, the pale green of her bra was darker around each engorged nipple. She removed her blouse and set it aside before it soaked through.

Lindsay sighed. "With my daughter weaned, I just fill up so fast." She glanced around the office and picked up a coffee cup from her husband's desk. "I'm afraid I'm going to need to express a bit before it stops."

Lindsay reached for her left breast and started to free the nipple, but halted with one hand still inside her bra. "Oh, I am sorry. Do you mind if I do this here? I'm so used to this that I forget that not everyone is comfortable with my casual nudity. If you prefer, I can do this in the next room."

 
Crystal raise her eyebrow, Mr. Kaiser didn’t suck those amazing nipples how could he not. When Mrs. Kaiser explained about her daughter and it was only when her husband was away, that she missed having her nipples sucked. She suddenly got an image of her therapist and his wife embracing and his face buried into those breasts. Crystal quickly shook her head clearing the image; her imagination was defiantly on overdrive today.

Crystal laughed at Mrs. Kaiser’s comment about talking telling her about Mr. Kaiser’s and her relationship. “I promise I won’t tell him anything you have told me or will tell, my lips are sealed,” she told her as she sat back on the ground, instead of moving back to the couch. Sitting there she sat with her long legs in front of her.

She couldn’t believe her eyes when Mrs. Kaiser started undressing, her heart raced as more of this beautiful woman’s skin was bared. “No, No, I don’t mind at all” she told her, Crystal’s voice coming out a little husky at first but she quickly cleared it. “It’s something natural both the nudity and the expressing”

“Any way you seem so comfortable there” Crystal said with a wave before resting back on her hands. Then she blushed as she realised that Mrs. Kaiser might find it weird if she just sat there and watched her as she expressed. Quickly she got to her feet and headed to the couch, picking up her cup from before she headed to the door. “I am just going to wash this out,” she told her.

Making a hasty retreat, it wasn’t that she minded what Mrs. Kaiser was going to do, it was that she knew she would have sat there staring and imaging what she would like to do to those nipples. Heading to the sink she rinsed out the contents and sat the cup to the side and just stood there. “Rein it in Crystal” she whispered to herself, “Your imagine is getting the better of you or you night make her feel uncomfortable”

Taking a deep breath, Crystal pushed away from the sink and headed back to the room. Stopping at the door she couldn’t help herself as she stood there and silently watched as Mrs. Kaiser did what she was doing.
 
Lindsay held the cup up to her breast as she began working the tissue with her right hand. It proved slow going. She ordinarily only did this manually in the shower and the warmth of the water definitely speeded things along.

Still, she found a rhythm that coaxed a steady dribble of pale white drops out of her nipple. The coffee cup began to fill almost imperceptibly with each massaging tug.

Lindsay lay back against the cushions and closed her eyes. Oh, how wonderful this felt. Naturally, relieving the pressure on her overfilled breasts was delight enough, but she'd soon discovered that expressing milk was sexually stimulating as well.

She sighed softly as the warmth stirred in her lower belly. It was faster today. Must be because of her husband's absence; her empty bed had left her less than fulfilled.

Lindsay bit her lip as the sensation grew. She longed to spread her thighs and hurry herself along, but that would mean setting down the coffee cup. No, she have to take the slower route.

"Ooooh," she moaned softly as the wave of pleasure at last crested and crashes down upon her. It was a fairly low grade climax by her rating. She'd no need to scream aloud or thrash about. The quiet orgasm was more contained, setting off a light pulsing of her vagina and coating her walls with warm secretions. Still, her entire body felt delightfully warm and tingly.

Lindsay opened her eyes and found Crystal watching her quietly from the doorway. Had the girl seen Lindsay a minute ago? Had she recognized her soft moans for what they were? Lindsay found herself oddly unconcerned at the answer. She felt strangely comfortable around this girl.

Lindsay gave her breast lengthy squeeze till the milk stopped. "I've expressed enough out of this one for now. I'll finish it off at home," she explained.

Lindsay swirled the liquid, then took a swallow. Sweet, as always. She looked at Crystal and held out the cup. "Would you like to taste? I find some of my friends are always intensely curious as to the flavor. You're welcome to try."
 
Standing there ever so quietly Crystal watched as Mrs. Kaiser expressed and she found there was something extremely erotic in what she was watching. The way Mrs. Kaiser’s body relaxed against the cushions and her hand coaxed her breasts and nipples to produce the drops of milk.

Crystal eyes were glued to the beautiful body before her and she felt her body tingle in excitement and her panties start to grow wet from this excitement. At the sound of Mrs. Kaiser’s moan her eyes grew wide. Did she just climax? Crystal thought to herself, had she brought herself on just by expressing.

About to step back out of the room so she could regain her composer and maybe Mrs. Kaiser wouldn’t know she had been watching her while she had relieved herself in more than one way. Her eyes still hadn’t left Mrs. Kaiser and she saw that she had now opened her eyes and was looking at her. Crystal’s cheeks burned brightly but she just stood there not saying anything or stepping back.

Watching as she finished she was surprised when Mrs. Kaiser took a swallow of the breast milk, she slowly nodded her head when she offered her the cup.

Crystal crossed the room slowly, hoping that it wasn’t noticeable that her panties were wet. She stopped for a second and scooped up the towel and pulled it around her hips. Then stood before Mrs. Kaiser and took the cup hesitantly looking into it. She had never tasted breast milk, at least not that she had remembered.

Finally she lifted the cup to her lips and took a sip of it. “It’s sweet,” Crystal exclaimed in surprise before taking another sip and handing the cup back. “I never expected it to be sweet,” she smiled at her. Then her eyes moved down the body before her and she saw that there was still a drop of milk on Mrs. Kaiser’s breast.

Without thinking Crystal raised her hand and run a thumb gently over her breast collecting the milk, her other fingers accidently brushing Mrs. Kaiser’s nipple. Crystal raised her hand and licked her thumb. Oh how she wanted to suck on those amazing nipples.

It was then she realised what she had done and went bright red. “Ummm sorry, it’s just you missed a bit and I …. I … “ Crystal sighed, “Sorry that was inappropriate I shouldn’t have done that. I don’t know what came over me.” She did know what was wrong with her, she was excited and hot and wanted so much right now to run her lips and tongue over Mrs. Kaiser’s skin.
 
Lindsay nodded. "Yes, it is sweet. I should have warned you that it doesn't taste like cow's milk. Still, I find many enjoy the taste." She chuckled softly. "Certainly in my family."

Lindsay felt her neck warm. Her husband in particular was a fan. Though her daughter had been weaned, her husband still partook of Lindsay's milk whenever they made love. She had to repress a shudder as she remembered what it felt like to feel his beard brush against her breast as he suckled. God, it'd been too long since he'd been home.

Lindsay woke from her reverie to find Crystal gently swiping an errant drop of milk from her breast. A part of her was shocked by the impertinence. However, she hesitated to speak. Part of her had been fiercely aroused by the gesture.

Crystal began blurting out an apology, but Lindsay only half heard her. The rest of her mind was regarding the lithe teen with a fresh eye. Crystal was a lovely girl. She clearly felt some sort of attraction to Lindsay. True, what Lindsay was craving was that thick shaft between her husband's legs, but those lesbian experiences in college had been fun, too. Perhaps this girl might provide just the intimacy that Lindsay had been craving.

"No, no, you're fine," Lindsay assured the teen. "I'm used to it." She paused and took a breath to steady herself. "Of course, if you like the taste that much, perhaps you'd like to taste it directly?"

Lindsay pointed to her other breast. "I still need to drain this one a bit. I could milk myself, but perhaps you might like to try it yourself?" Lindsay lifted the massive orb slightly, pointing the thick nipple directly at Crystal.
 
Relieved when Mrs. Kaiser said it was fine. Maybe she should sit down or go check on her clothes, before she did anything else to embarrass herself before this woman. This was what she was thinking when Mrs. Kaiser started talking again and Crystal almost missed what she said, but her words sunk in and all she could do was stand there stunned.

Was she serious, Crystal though as she looked at the offered nipple.**She wanted to but she knew it would be wrong. Mrs. Kaiser was her therapist’s wife and he had been really good to her, how could she repay him by doing this? Crystal’s mind raced as she thought it through. Finally she asked, “Are you sure?”

Even though her words had been meant as a question she didn’t wait for a question and leant over her hand taking hold of the amazing breast. Her fingers gently squeezed the soft flesh and bringing her lips down she brushed them against the offered nipple. Crystal’s eyes flick up to Mrs. Kaiser’s face before she slips her lips around the think hard nipple and starting to suck gently on it.

Crystal lips and tongue caressed the nipple and was rewarded with the sweet taste of her milk. Closing her eyes she sucked a little harder, oh she tasted so good. Her fingers still gently caressed and massaged the beast before her.
 
Lindsay guided Crystal to her nipple with light touches on her jaw and cheeks. "That's it, that's it. Nice and easy."

Lindsay moaned softly as Crystal's lips closed about her nipple. Despite having nursed regularly for the past year, each mouth felt different. There was something arousing about the feel of someone new.

It took some experimenting, but Crystal found a rhythm that ensured a steady supply of warm, sweet milk. Lindsay settled back and closed her eyes.Her left hand caressed the back of the girl's head.

It didn't take long for the warmth between Lindsay's thighs to reignite. While still quite different from the sensations provided by her husband, the sensations from Crystal's nursing were still very inspiring.

Soon Lindsay was moaning aloud. Unable to resist, she reached one hand beneath her waistband and cupped herself. She shuddered as she felt the damp spot in her panties.

"Oh, oh, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum," she whispered. "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes." Lindsay's mouth opened wide and she moaned softly for several seconds as another quiet orgasm overtook her.

The reaction gave Crystal pause. Lindsay smiled broadly as the climax faded, her cheeks flushed pink. "Sorry about that. I find givingmme lk to be very erotic, so I often experience orgasms during the process. I hope that doesn't bother you."
 
The feel of Mrs. Kaiser’s hand caressing the back of Crystal’s head relaxed her, with her eyes closed she couldn’t see Mrs. Kaiser’s face but her touch was telling Crystal that she was enjoying the attention that she was giving her nipple.

Plus there was the sound of Mrs. Kaiser moans, which was one of the most erotic things Crystal had heard. At first they were so soft, almost teasing to the ears but when she started moaning louder, it made Crystal almost tremble in excitement at the thought that she was the cause of the sound coming from the beautiful woman.

Opening her eyes as she pulled back slightly, she watched Mrs. Kaiser orgasm. Such a soft controlled action Crystal thought, though it seemed to bring her pleasure, she wondered if Mrs. Kaiser ever really let go and what it would be to watch her orgasm during sex. Crystal also noticed the hand that Mrs. Kaiser had tucked into her pants and a small smile touched her lips her eyes going back to the flushed face above her as she wondered if that hand was tucked into her panties as well helping that orgasm along.

“It doesn’t bother me at all, in fact I found it quite erotic watching you express before and right now sucking on your amazing nipple,” Crystal said, her tongue then running along her lips. “You taste very sweet and so good,” she whispered leaning her head once again closer to Mrs. Kaiser’s nipple and sucked on it softly. “Almost too good to stop” she said her breath caressing Mrs. Kaiser’s nipple as their eyes remained locked.

“But if you want me to stop then let me know” Crystal said softly as she slipped her lips back around the nipple and fell back in to the rhythm she had found before, suckling on Mrs. Kaiser’s nipple. As she was leaning over Mrs. Kaiser she placed one of her hands gently resting it on her leg. Crystal didn’t want to stop, she wanted so much to raise her other hand and play with the other nipple, she wanted to hear Mrs. Kaiser moan some more. Her hand gently caressed the leg under it as she thought about caressing what else she would like to caress.
 
Lindsay felt the color return to her cheeks at the young girl's words. "You are too kind, my dear," she breathed. "But you've taken much of the pressure off. I should be fine for-!"

Lindsay gasped as Crystal's lips closed about her nipple once more. The sensation of this delightful stranger at her breast was intensely arousing. Warmth radiated out from her core, tinging her skin pink.

"Of course, if you prefer to continue..." Lindsay murmured as she found her voice. "I would not . . . oh, my . . . would not want to. . . oh, oh, oh. . . stop you."

Lindsay gave the briefest thought to propriety, then began unbuttoning her jeans. After all, if Crystal was still without pants, what objection could she have? "Should have worn a skirt," the woman mumbled as she pushed the denim down to her knees.

Lindsay slipped her hand inside her panties. God, her clit was hard as a rock. Eagerly, she slipped her index finger lower. A shudder passed over her frame as her digit slipped easily inside her pussy.

Lindsay's moans rose in volume and intensity. She was being utterly wanton with this girl she hardly knew, but that only added to her arousal. The sound of her finger squishing inside her damp, fiery interior soon became quite audible. Her first orgasms had been quiet; this one would not.
 
Crystal’s lips curled slightly around the nipple, smiling to herself as she listened to Mrs. Kaiser’s murmurs. She hadn’t told her to stop, hadn’t pushed her away, this only made Crystal more excited and less reluctant to act.

Feeling Mrs. Kaiser move, Crystal felt the jeans under her hand being pushed down and she paused for a second to take in the sight of Mrs. Kaiser with her jeans around her knees and her hand down her panties. Eagerly Crystal returned to sucking on the sweet tasting nipple and enjoyed the sound of her moans as well as the new sound coming from inside Mrs. Kaiser’s panties.

Crystal was so turned on, her panties were now soaking. Her hand that up until this point had been resting on the arm of the chair moved to Mrs. Kaiser’s side. Slowly she started to run her finger along the bare skin under her, making their way up to her other breast.

Cupping and massaging Mrs. Kaiser’s breast, Crystal felt her hard nipple rub against her palm. Her fingers moved to the huge nipple and she pinched and stroked it. It was no longer about tasting the sweet milk any more it was about bringing pleasure to Mrs. Kaiser, but then again Crystal didn’t think it had been about the milk to begin with. That had been only an excuse to touch her.

Crystal’s other hand which had been resting on Mrs. Kaiser’s leg had made its way up her inner thigh and was now cupping the hand she had in her panties. With the wet material between their hands, she felt the movement she made as Mrs. Kaiser fingered herself.

“MMMmmm Mrs. Kaiser, you really do enjoy your nipples being suckled, don’t you? Even by someone you just met,” Crystal murmured releasing her nipple from between her lips to watch her reaction. “You look so sexy, Mrs. Kaiser”
 
Lindsay arched her back as the tremors of pleasure began in her vagina. This time the orgasm was powerful enough to make her moans rise into almost girlish squeals of delight. The peak lasted several delirious seconds before fading into blissful afterglow.

"Oh my," Lindsay gasped, then giggled. "Oh my, that was nice." She grinned. "I don't usually climax like that from expressing milk. It's just so much more intense with someone else here."

Her eyes glanced down to Crystal's hands. Oh, she really shouldn't. This was her husband's patient. Plus, she was so young while Lindsay was a parent. She ought to end things now.

But just the merest brush of her palm against her clit made Lindsay want to shiver. It would be a couple days at least till her husband returned. Did she really want to subsist on her vibrator and cold showers till then?

"Crystal," Lindsay began cautiously. "You did say you were a lesbian, right? How would you feel about doing more than just drinking my milk?" Her eyes flicked down to her panties, the crotch now quite dark with her juices. "Would you maybe like to go down on me?"

 
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