Summary: Simone tells her friend Monica about Kevin's interest in her nursing, and her breasts. 

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Story: Simone pt.  2, by LaurenMom (Fm, inc, bro/sis, masturbation,lactation) (Feb 2010)

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"What exactly are you telling me, Simone?" Monica asked her friend.

"I'm just telling you what happened with Kevin the other day," Simone replied, trying to sound nonchalant. "It was really no big deal. I wouldn't have told you if I thought it was going to upset you."

"Honey, I don't know if I'm upset yet. I'm still not quite sure I understand what it was that happened."

"I told you...Kevin came over like he often does, right after school, to help me out with the baby."

"Right. I got that part."

"And like I said, I know he has a little crush on me. I think sometimes he's more interested in seeing me than the baby."

"That's not any shocker. What interest does a thirteen year-old boy really have in a baby?"

"You're right. Anyway, I said he has a crush on me, not on the baby."

"I'm sure he does. I think he sees you as more than Big Sister, Simone."

"I know that, I guess. But that's why I was trying to treat him as more of an adult. He seemed to be getting more comfortable about things with the baby, and like I said, with me breastfeeding."

"Right...tell me that part again, Simone."

"O.K. Well, Kevin came over after school the other day. We were hanging out and joking around, I was feeding the baby, and he seemed more comfortable with it than he had in the past."

"So you let him watch," Monica said.

"Not watch, exactly!" Simone exclaimed. "I...sort of, let him look for a minute. That's not the same as watching. Besides, he was curious."

"He was curious about breastfeeding...so you showed him your boobs...right? Am I understanding correctly?"

"Well, sort of. But it was no big deal."

"It WAS a big deal, Simone. That's a big deal. But anyway, what happened then?"

"Well, the baby was done feeding, so I went upstairs to put her down for her nap. And I realized she really hadn't nursed as much as she could have. I felt a little swollen, so I decided to pump."

"Yea? And then what?"

"Well, I didn't tell Kevin what I was doing, so I guess he wondered where I had gotten off to. He came upstairs to look for me...and I was sitting on my bed."

"Pumping your breasts."

"Right. Well, one of them, yea. Only one side of the station is working."

"And you were exposed, in full view."

"Pretty much, yea."

"And you didn't cover up when your little brother came in?"

"Not really, no."

"And why not, Simone?"

"I don't know, Monica! It just seemed like it was so natural. He had already seen me downstairs. It wasn't like this was now just the first time he had seen my breasts."

"Do you hear yourself? It wasn't the first time your thirteen year-old brother saw your tits. That's not normal, Honey. Anyway, when did he see them before that?"

"When I was nursing the baby downstairs. When I switched her from one breast to the other, I wasn't too careful. I'm sure he was watching. I don't know why you're making so much out of this, Monica. It was totally innocent."

"O.K. Innocent, huh? So, you haven't finished telling me what happened then. Your little brother came upstairs to your bedroom, and you were pumping your breast milk. And...?"

"And...he came to the door. He was just coming to check on what I was doing."

"I get that. But what happened then? By the way...how were you dressed at this point? How exposed were you?"

"I always take my top off when I pump."

"So, you were sitting there without a top at all, when Kevin came to the door? Nursing bra?"

"No nursing bra. It was off. I had a pad held against the other breast in case it leaked."

"You're something else," Monica said, clearly voicing disapproval. "O.K., go on, Simone."

"So, he asked what I was doing. He didn't really know I pumped my breast milk to save for later. So, I explained it to him. And he was really curious about it. And I was glad that he was getting to see how natural a thing breastfeeding is."

"Uh-huh. Then what?"

"Well, he was watching me pump one breast. And then it was time to do the other breast. And he asked if he could help."

"Excuse me?" Monica asked with mouth agape. "He wanted to HELP?"

"Yea. He loves to help out with anything I need." Monica shook her head and rolled her eyes slightly. "So, I let him help."

"And how exactly did he help, Simone?"

"He helped me get my breast seated in the cup, he started up the machine again, you know..."

"Are you saying that he touched your boob? Are you kidding me? Simone!"

"Look, Monica," Simone suddenly snapped, "I'm alone a lot of the time...a LOT of the time, with a little baby. My husband is away for a month at a time. Sometimes he's away longer than that. And the baby's only three months-old! Greg's not there to share any of this with me, O.K.? Is it so wrong that I want a little attention...that I want someone with me once in a while while I do these things?"

Monica was surprised at Simone's outburst. She tried to reply, but Simone wasn't finished venting.

"Your husband was around when you were nursing both your kids, wasn't he, Monica?" Monica nodded. "What was that like? I seem to remember you saying it was a really special time. Am I right?"

"Yes, Simone. You're right. He helped a lot. Sometimes in the middle of the night he would get whichever baby was nursing and wanting to be fed, and he would bring it into bed with us so I could nurse it, then he would put the baby back in the crib."

"Exactly! I don't have that, Monica...O.K.? So Kevin wanted to know about what I was doing. And he wanted to help. Is it so wrong that I don't want to do this alone all the time? That I have someone showing an interest? Is it so wrong that I actually liked the touch of his hands on me?"

Monica considered what her friend was saying. In particular, Simone's last comment.

"Simone, I understand that you're lonely. I really do. But I didn't realize you were feeling this way...so lonely. It seems like your folks and other friends visit you all the time."

"It's not the same as having someone act like a partner once-in-a-while," Simone replied.

"I know, Honey. I'm sorry that I haven't been around more. I promise I will be. I'll bring the kids, or I'll just come myself sometimes."

"Thanks, Monica. That would be great."

"But, Simone...can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"That thing you said, about...about Kevin, and the touch of his hands on you? What did you mean by that?"

"Oh, nothing really. It's no big deal. Just that...you know, like I said. He helped me get attached to the pump. So, he touched my breast. Well, sort of both of them. They're right next to each other, you know?" 

Simone smiled, hoping her little joke would alleviate the concern she could feel coming from Monica. It didn't change Monica's expression. So she continued.

"He put his hands on my shoulders, rubbed my back a little. It just felt really nice, O.K.? I just needed to be touched like that."

Monica again pondered her friend's words before speaking. She wanted very much to be sensitive to how Simone was feeling. But she also felt an obligation to share what was on her mind.

"Simone, I really hear what you're saying. I know how important it is to be touched, especially when you're dealing with all the emotions that come after you've had a baby. I really do get it. And I can only imagine how hard it must be to have Greg away for so long. But..."

"But what?" Simone asked, already having a sense of what Monica was going to say.

"But, I just think you should be careful...about Kevin. He's a young teenage boy, Simone. And it goes without saying that he's your little brother."

"So?"

"So...so it doesn't seem right that he should be seeing you like that. And especially not touching your breasts. It's just not right, Honey. Can't you see that?"

"It's totally innocent, Monica! Geez! What do you think, I'm gonna sleep with him or something? He's my little brother!"

"I know, Simone. Don't get upset again. I just want you to be careful, for your sake and his. You're genuinely lonely. That's real. It's natural for you to feel the way you do. But, Kevin is thirteen. You yourself said he has a crush on you."

Simone nodded. Her mind also flashed to her suspicion that Kevin might masturbate while thinking about her. But she felt that was innocent too. She told herself again that this was totally natural behavior for a teenage boy.

"I understand what you're saying, Monica. I really do. But don't worry. I'm totally in control of the situation."

She felt a sense of relief that she had not shared with Monica Kevin's questions about the taste of breast milk and the fact that Greg had firsthand knowledge of it. Simone still felt the questions were nothing to worry about, but she thought Monica might not see it that way.

"I hope you are in control, Simone. Just...just be careful, O.K.? And I'll come over and visit soon. I promise."

"Don't worry, Mon! I'll be fine. And I know what I'm doing. It's all O.K."

"All right, Hon. I hope so. I'll give you a call to check-in tomorrow maybe."

"Great. Have a good day, Sweetie."

The two friends hugged before parting company. They went their separate ways, Monica going to pick her kids up from school and Simone to get the baby from her Mom's.

The conversation left both women with much to think about. 

Monica knew Simone to be a logical and level-headed person. She had never known her friend to make foolish decisions. Simone thought through things before acting. But at the same time, Monica was aware that Simone was not herself at the moment. Her emotions were out of whack, to what extent Monica had no way of knowing. She wondered how Greg could be away so much, so soon after the baby was born and she hoped he would come home soon. Monica thought that if her own husband had left her alone for so long when she had just had either of their kids, she would have gone a little nutty too. 

Simone on the other hand felt more confident after talking things through with Monica, even though she hadn't shared all the details. There were some things Monica just wouldn't understand. But after hearing herself explain the situation out loud to her friend, Simone felt reassured that there was nothing to be concerned about. Maybe Kevin did have a crush on her. She had suspected that for a while. But that was nothing to be concerned about. And even if he did jerk-off thinking about her once-in-a-while, that was normal, right? It was actually a little flattering. Without Greg around, Simone couldn't help feeling down about herself and her appearance at times. The attention Kevin showed her really felt good. It made her feel better. And if he was really thinking about her and masturbating, that must mean that she was still attractive, even though she didn't always feel that way. And even if she felt a little rush when he touched her...especially her breasts, which she felt a little guilty about...it didn't mean anything. She was just a little hungry for human contact, right?

End of pt. 2
To Be Continued

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