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But I like it.

“I read a book once.” She nods to the Small Town Single Parent section, which seems wildly specific but the shelves are filled to the brim. “It was about a young mechanic who fell in love with a single mom.” Leche’s tongue sweeps her bottom lip as she recalls the book. “She had a son who was nursing. And the hero wanted to nurse, too.”

A tingle runs up the underside of my cock, making my swollen head throb. “Sounds like a good book,” I croak, my voice suddenly embarrassingly dry.

She nods at me. “What about you?”

“If I tell you how I got into the kink, will you tell me your thing?”

Leche nods, her silky hair shiny beneath the fluorescent tube lights in the old bookstore.

“Porn.”

She erupts in laughter, soft and melodic, shaking her head as she swipes at forming tears. “I was expecting something… I don’t know. More…” she trails off.

“Deep? Artful?” I shake my head, pushing a hand through my hair as I laugh. “Nope. Just good old porn.” I narrow my eyes. “Now tell me the thing.”

Her hand continues stroking and carefully touching the Shop Vac as her gaze drops to her sneakers. “This is Herb,” she says, eyes carefully lifting to mine before she pulls the hose of the vac into her lap. “And he’s been the only guy in my life for the last few years.

He’s been the only guy to give me just what I need.”

Crickets chirp in my brain. I blink, waiting for her to crack a wild smile and tell me she’s joking. But when she lifts the hose opening, using her other hand to trace the wide mouth, I notice her eyelids grow heavy and her breathing increases.

Oh my God. She’s for real. And as weird as it is, my cock is only getting thicker as I watch her.

“Is he… does he talk to you?” I question, trying to get a hold on what she’s just said. Is he like… alive in her mind or is this just a super weird role-play type of thing?

Leche uses the hand not holding the hose to untuck her polo from her khaki pants, revealing a strip of smooth skin for just a moment. A moment is all I need to go from getting hard to a complete rock. I don’t know why she’s untucking her shirt but I like it.

“No, I realize he’s a vacuum. But I also realize he’s been the only one to give me what I want for so long… I can’t just cast him aside. So if you want to explore with me, you have to share me with Herb.”

I look at the wide mouth of the vacuum hose again. I look back at her. “Is Herb bi?” Now that I know her boyfriend is… not an actual man who’s dick I’ll be seeing and potentially touching, I feel significantly less stress. And surprisingly? The idea of fucking around with Leche and… Herb… weirds me out probably far less than it should.

Lifting my eyebrows, palms clammy with excitement, I simply say, “I love sharing.”

5

Leche & Herb

I can clean the bookstore after. Right now, I’m taking advantage of the fact that the universe dropped Chip into our lap. That’s a miracle and I can’t say no.

Lifting my shirt, I expose the nude nursing bra keeping my eyes on Chip. His bright eyes are shining, wide with excitementas he lifts himself from the chair to his feet. He’s tall— much taller than I expected but I like it. I’ve always imagined myself with a tall man.

Sometimes I put Herb on the table.

But this is better.

“Wh—we’re—-we’re just gonna launch right into it?” Chip stutters in shock, despite the fact he’s moving toward me eagerly. I shake my head, nodding for him to stay right where he is.

“No, Herb and I are going to show you what we do, and you’re going to watch.”

I’m not usually a exhibitionist. In fact, I’ve always hidden my sex life with Herb because I didn’t want people to know.

But that was only because I knew no one wanted to. No one has understood my needs until now.

“You can watch now, and partake… say…” my pulse hammers as my nerves swim up my neck.He wants this Leche. This isn’t a joke. Swallowing as I unclip my bra, letting one heavy, full breast fall out, I finish my sentence. “Tomorrow night? After a nice date where we get to know each other?”

Chip nods as he rests his hands over his crotch, likely hiding that same erection I already spotted. “That sounds great… but… if you want, we can go on a few dates before we do anything. I don’t want to push it. You know. I want you to be comf…” his sentence hangs as I move my hand, letting him see my bare breast, my nipple hard and pink.

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