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Growing into the Job, Post 414: Melissa Comes Home, p1

The side door cracked open bringing with it the cool air from the attached garage as Melissa Monroe, Office Manager for what was at the time Far Horizons Medical Associates, made her way into the house. “Sorry I’m a little late,” she apologized, announcing herself to whoever was here as she came into the kitchen, tossed her bag and the package from the clinic on the counter and stepped into the soaring great room. She dropped her shoes - her feet were killing her - right there on the spot. “I had to stop by Evolution. They’re kinda getting so annoying but I needed-”

She lowered her voice immediately. The house was dark, just a couchside lamp lit in the big living space. She had already sent ripples through the peaceful scene; she could feel the vibe of the home and smiled when she took it all in.

“Thanks for watching him, Rand.”

Her friend Randi had their boss and Melissa’s current boyfriend on the couch with her, across her lap and wrapped into the plush white robe she was wearing, one that belonged to Melissa’s mother, whose house this was. His head, shoulders and arms were nowhere to be seen, swaddled to her chest. Randi brought her finger to her lips. “Shhhhhhhhh….!”

“Oh! Is he sleeping..?” Melissa whispered excitedly as she tiptoed her way toward them with a big, big smile on her face. She felt so much better being near him. Evening had fallen, the lights were low, and she knew he’d- haha - had a very eventful day. It warmed her to see two of the people she loved most like this. Standing over the pair, watching the scene, she beamed.

Randi was wearing a white robe of her moms. Wrapped inside, his head suctioned to her teat, lay Melissa’s boyfriend. It was so cute.“ Ya I think he’s out,” Randi softly whispered as she looked down at the child-sized bulge in her robe, “He stopped sucking a half hour or so ago, but I honestly think he was asleep way before that.”

“Oh my gosh that’s too adorable,” Melissa gushed, still trying her best to stay quiet even though she was pretty sure he wouldn’t be able to hear anything. She could sense that he was deep asleep and his mind was still. Plus, he was covered up by the robe; any sound they made would be muffled, and his hearing wasn’t very good anyway. Despite this, she was still careful, as she raised his thin little legs up so she could sit down beside the two, on Randi’s left. She lowered his legs back, fresh and naked, onto her lap  and across her powerful, pencil skirt thighs. She looked down on him, nice and exposed, as she playfully brought the fingers of her left hand to his knee. “He looks like he enjoyed his day with Auntie Randi.”

“Yeah he ‘enjoyed’ it alright…” Randi began, pausing as she did her math, “he enjoyed it five times. And…look at that. It looks like he’s getting ready to enjoy it again.” She paused again, nodding her chin over towards what was now slowly stiffening, growing up off his right thigh. “Do you think he knows you’re here? He seems happy to see you.”

“Ooooo five times? Is that right?” Melissa cooed, her eyes drifting down to the swelling erection which was systematically rising, rising, rising. They both watched it; it was an amazing sight. “Did Auntie Randi make you come five times? Hmm?” Her tone, speaking directly to his lower half again, was indulgent. It was as if she was speaking to a small child.

“I can’t believe how needy he is, Missy,” Randi said, beginning to lightly stroke his head through the soft fabric of the robe, though her eyes remained fixed on his member, “and how quickly he can recover.” Her voice, atypical for her, was low, quiet and tender. “You’ve really been training him well.”

“Well I’m sorry I wasn’t here to take care of him myself,” Melissa offered, “This little guy can be a handful.” She hissed, sucking air through her front teeth as she began to stroke his thigh with her left hand and cause his cock to surge to full mast, “Thank you so much for being here, helping him out when he needed it. I’m sure he appreciated it.”

They both watched as Dr. J twitched in - yes - appreciation.

“Oh don’t thank me, it wasn’t me. It was you,” Randi continued, “Every time we did it he was either watching your interview or looking at pictures of you or I was talking about you. Well, except for the time when I had his whole arm down my throat. But otherwise it was all you. Even now, he’s sucking my tit but I bet he’s dreaming about you. He really digs his new Mommy Girlfriend.”

Dreaming about me? Mommy Girlfriend? Melissa’s eyes dulled as she looked down at him, gazing deep.

She paused, watching his eyes slide back and forth behind his lids.

Mmmm Yep. He is. He’s dreaming me bigger.

“Aww that’s sweet.” Melissa replied, as her hand drifted under his swollen scrotum and rewarded his thoughts with a caress.

“‘Sweet’s’ got nothing to do with it, Missy. He’s a….nnnnnnn…”

Randi closed her eyes and groaned softly. She was  lost in a moment of rapture as Dr. J, in his dream-filled sleep, under the warm blanket of the white terrycloth robe, began to suck again at her right nipple.

Melissa giggled, encouraging the show as Randi recovered. She began drawing two delicate fingers up his purple, swollen shaft, tracing the path of his engorged, throbbing veins.

“…he’s a…uggh…he’s a fucking simp for you,” Randi continued, more breathless now and watching her friend gently take his impressive manhood into her huge, manicured hand, gripping it around the shaft. “H-he…he worships you,” she said.

“Mmmm…yeah…” Melissa purred, “not really. Not yet.”

Both women were watching him throb, balls clenching, veins pulsing. Melissa had him in her soft but powerful grasp and began to stroke him in a slow, gentle rhythm.

“…but I love it,” she admitted.

“Oh Christ,” Randi groaned, her eyes fluttering shut again as-

“Language…” scolded Melissa.

“S-s-sorry…”

-as his nursing behavior became more fervent under the robe. Slow but firm and now with purpose came Melissa’s strokes up and down, up and down. She could sense not only his pleasure coming, but Randi’s as well as she steadily brought them to a crest.

“M-Missy I…I…” Randi groaned, holding his head tight to her chest, letting her long tongue loll out of her mouth. The feel…the feel of his face plastered against her big tit, his mouth dry-nursing her nipple, it was like sex it was better than sex and she’d never been able to come through her nipple but- “If you keep doing that Missy...I’m gonna…he’s gonna…we’re gonna…”

“That’s right, that’s okay baby,” Melissa purred, speaking down to his needy cock but also to her friend, “I know what you need. Come for mama.”

In a small chorus of groans - one from her and one that came from under her robe - both Randi and Dr J came in unison, together, stoked and stroked to a sympathetic climax that washed over them both like a gentle wave. Randi’s came from her nipple, for the first time in her life, but she also felt something change deep within. There was this sense of satisfaction, this peace that she never thought she could have as she held Jay to her chest.

As if to christen the moment, Jay released spurt after spurt of come which splattered over the two of them, he and Randi, as he slept. His crescendo echoed in his dream until he was left dribbling all over Melissa’s left hand.

Melissa giggled, pleased with her efforts as she felt Randi growing right next to her.

Her friend was gasping, panting, clutching their little charge to her chest as her breast swelled into his face. He was still asleep.

“Jesus Missy…” Randi breathed, slowly coming back to reality, eyes refocusing, a little larger than she was just two moments ago, “and, I know, sorry. Language.”

Melissa giggled again. She was happy, so happy to be able to do this, to bring such pleasure and comfort to her little family. To be able to make them grow stronger. They were all becoming closer, bonding, and it was beautiful.

His come was pearly on her hand, opalescent in the semi-light. Melissa lay his cock down, tenderly, against his hip. She held her hand up, glistening, and lazily rubbed her fingers together. It was beautiful, really, the way it  caught the beams, the soft rays of light from the lamp. It glistened on its own, trailing down her hand and between her fingers.

Randi was staring.

“Do you want this?” Melissa asked her friend as, with great ceremony, she offered her hand to her friend. She brought it towards Randi’s face and Randi’s eyes were locked on hers as she opened her mouth and took her fingers in, sucking on them, taking the come the seed all its brine in a communion. Her eyes fluttered, the ecstasy of a divine experience, and she quietly sucked, and slurped, and ate it all from her friend’s hand.

When Melissa’s hand was clean and gone, wiped dry on his thigh, Randi leaned her head onto her friend’s right shoulder. Together the two women held him, his naked body laid across their laps, still sleeping under the robe.

“You need me to leave, don’t you?” Randi said after a time.

“Yes, but not just yet,” Melissa answered, leaning her own head onto Randi’s, “let’s sit like this for a while.”

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