Laura comes home

Honestly, Laura felt way too tired to debate pillories (she wasn't even sure what they were?) after a long day working as a receptionist. Katie, predictably, was fired up about it, but she was always up in arms about something. She had all the brains in the family, everyone knew that. Right now, she was just glad that baby Amy seemed to sleep more than anything else.

Luckily her boss let her take Amy to work since she was so quiet anyway. The baby was a handful to feed though. It seemed like with every passing day she wanted more milk. Laura couldn’t wait until she could start giving her mooshed banana or porridge instead of having to go to the bathroom every two hours whenever Amy started becoming fussy for milk. Her breasts felt like nothing more than milk factories, and the ever increasing milk production made her breasts feel sore and heavy if she didn’t express it somehow, whether into baby bottles or into Amy’s suckling mouth.

Laura liked the feeling of breastfeeding Amy, and since her baby girl absolutely refused to drink from the bottle it meant spending a significant portion of the day having her nipples sucked. She didn’t derive sexual pleasure from it exactly, but having your tits sucked on was supposed to be a nice feeling she figured, so she didn’t feel too bad about it. Now that she was home she could finally get rid of her stupid work uniform too. It felt far too constraining, too tight in the chest, and a little snug in the hips too. Laura suspected her boss had ‘accidentally’ ordered her a uniform that was a size too small. She didn’t really mind, he was a guy after all, and part of a receptionist’s duty is to look the part she figured.

Her breasts had gone up a cup size while she was pregnant, and they hadn’t reverted to their normal size yet while she was nursing. She was up to a double D now, and most of her bras were still too tight. She hoped she’d fit in them again eventually, but when she asked with a vague spark of hope her mom just laughed. She pointed out she still had her double D breasts 18 years after last having a baby.

Now that she was home Laura could finally get rid of the bra straps cutting into her shoulders though and get to business: Amy was hungry again. This being home she didn’t bother getting changed, she just threw off her top and skirt and sat at the kitchen table in her bra and undies.