The Milking Begins

As with the beginning of each chapter, Anna was in shock. Was she really about to...to...milk Michael? Into that jar? While she was under the table? She had gone this far, but wasn't sure if she wanted to go further. So of course she asked Michael what to do.

"Micha...I mean dildo. What do I usually do when I...uhh milk you? Do I suck on it or just jerk it? "

Michael was laying face down so Anna was unable to see the shock on his face. "_Suck on it? Is she for real? She's only ever touched my cock with her hands...and usually with gloves on..." _Despite his misgivings and fear of irritating his Mistress, Michael decided to roll with it. Clearly she seemed out of it, so maybe he could push things a bit.

"Well, umm, Mistress. Usually you fully strip naked and just jerk me into one of those jars."_ _Michael was too much of a coward to ask her to actually suck him off. I mean he had never even seen her naked before... so if she did that it would be a miracle! But then Michael realized he was an idiot because his face was laying straight down into the padding. He couldn't see a god damn thing! "Well maybe I'll catch a glimpse when we finish" he thought to himself hopefully.

Anna wasn't sure if she wanted to strip... but it was pretty damn hot in this garage. And she kind of felt weird having her co-worker naked while she was still fully clothed. Against her better judgment she started peeling off her clothes. Pretty soon her skirt and shirt were on a pile next to her door, leaving only her undies on her nearly bare bottom. Thankfully Michael couldn't see a thing in his current position, but she was still unsure about stripping completely. Throwing caution to the wind she pulled down her panties in one swoop and threw them at her other clothes.

The wave of confidence still flowing through here Anna walked to the milking table, crouched down, and laid back on the comfy cushions. Just as she was settling in it dawned on her that the cock was still just hanging there. It was weird looking, just poking out of the table. As if there was no man on the other-side, just the cock. It was twitching a bit and she remembered that she left poor Michael on the precipice of bursting back in the bathroom.

Anna cautiously reached up to grab the dick and gave it a nice squeeze. Michael moaned deeply above Anna and smile grew across her face in delight. Anna may have thought this was incredibly weird just a few moments ago, but she quickly realized it might become her new favorite activity.