Daniel checked his phone. It was straight up 12 o’clock and his dick was pulsing. Nothing excited him more than lunchtime. He left his bagged lunch of egg salad sandwich and chips in the little fridge by his desk and headed down the stairwell to the fifth floor.
She entered the stairwell with a big smile. “Hey, Dan. Busy day?”
Daniel took the steps in twos until he reached the landing where Sheila was unbuttoning her red silk blouse.
“Yeah, call after call this morning. I’m in high demand around here.” He knew she’d giggle at that and she did.
“That you are.” Sheila whispered against his chest as they embraced and his erection pressed against her mini skirt.
Daniel kissed her softly, letting his tongue tease her mouth open as their kissing got more urgent, passionate, greedy. He was so hungry for her.
Sheila pressed her back against the stairwell wall and unclasped her satin bra from the front. Her puffy nipples were already dripping with warm milk, staining the nipple pads she wore against her skin.
“Oh, god.” The scent of her milk instantly hit Dan’s nostrils and intensified his arousal. He cupped her left breast and touched her wet nipple to his lips. Licking around her fat succulent areola, he let her breast milk trickle down his chin before engulfing her flesh in his wanting mouth.
Her hands in Daniel’s sandy-brown curls, Sheila moaned with deep pleasure as he suckled at one beautiful breast while massaging the other. His free hand was covered with sweet feminine nectar as his belly filled from her other nipple’s bounty.
Daniel sucked and swallowed quickly, while caressing Sheila’s lovely skin. He switched breasts and slid his hands up her spine to pull her closer, deeper, tighter to his face.
Breast milk spilled onto his sleeve cuffs and tie. He’d have to change shirts when he got back to his office. If Sheila kept moaning and pressing against his groin as he licked her nipples clean, he’d have to change his pants, too.
They heard someone descending the stairs from a handful of floors above. Reluctantly, Daniel released Sheila’s delicious breasts and kissed her quick. They hurriedly tugged their clothes back into place and ended Daniel’s liquid lunch with another warm hug.
“Same time tomorrow?” Sheila asked.
“I’ll count the hours.” Daniel said, grinning wide.
Sheila wiped the corners of his wet mouth with her hand and winked as she slid her milky fingertips between her own lips.
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