I had met Michael one day as I was sitting waiting for a bus. He drove by, saw me and came back to offer me a ride anywhere I wanted to go. I of course turned him down after thanking him. I figured that he was a person to be avoided and he seemed to know that it was my opinion of him. After that day, Michael would come by and sit with me every day at the bus stop and just talk. I realize in time that this beautiful man was lonely and was reaching out to me. It was almost three months before I got into his car with him and let him take me to work .In that time,I had learned that he was CEO at a small but upcoming computer firm, not married, dating both men and women. He told me all that and more in complete honesty. To anyone his behavior would have been strange but to me that was Michael. In time became very close and he shared more of himself with me and what he shared almost broke my heart.
Michael was the only child of well to do parents. They tried to give him the world and when his father passed away when he was five his mother tried to become his world to replace the one she had lost. It was then that her relationship with her only child became unnatural, as she looked to Michael who was an innocent child to replace the love that she had lost to death. Michael told me over lunch at his home one day, that he was almost twelve when he learned that it was not right that he and his mother shared the same bed. He looked at me with his deep green eyes that I had come to love by than in a scared questioning way. I could tell by then when he was fearful of being judge or at worse abandon, I did neither, I just listen to him and later I held him in my arms as he slept. It was almost a year later when I move in with in and two weeks later when he came to my bed, it was not sexual. At night or when he had a bad day, I would just hold him my arms against by breasts and just rock him to sleep. It was during his sleep that many times he would give more words to things that he had half spoken or whispered about. It was then that I had come to hate his mother and to cry for him when he was not around. She had taken away his innocent and had not given him anything in return. One day she called the house which was now my home with her son and wanted to speak with him. Michael was here and with all that was in me wanting to tell the bitch to died, I handed him the phone and said Michael it is your mother. I quickly left the room and went outside to wait and I waited for a very long time before he came to find me. I took one look at him and open my arms and heart to him, I held Michael in my arms and rocked him as he cried. I never let her talk to him again.
As time went on I got to see both side of Michael and marveled at how they were totally different and yet both treated me the same. The business Michael was all Mr. G Q. from his expensive suit and expensive cars to he is perfectly style blond hair. He was a predator in business with a keen sense of the bottom line. His employee loves him and he competitors hated him. At home when he was with me and even when we were out,he was always the other Michael, somewhat childlike needed my closeness if only holding hands to looking at me for assurance that all was well between us. Please, do not that think that he could not handle the world. Michael was just two people living in one body and both could take care of themselves and me very well. I felt safe and care for in his world and wanted for nothing material wise. Our relationship was not an intimate one but every night when he was at home and not away or business or sleep with a man he was in my bed in my arms with his had laying on my breasts. Later after have a deep discussion between us he asked if I would be willing to try adult breast feeding. I was not shocked at his request as I knew that he seems to love touching me and laying his head on my breasts as he slept. Part of me wonder if this was something that had occurred between him and his mother, but as if reading my mind Michael said that his mother would never allow such a thing as in her eyes it would destroy her perfect figure. His mother was model thin and proud of it and did much in the way of science and medicine to maintain such a look at her advancing age. I myself am a woman with a full figure that many would call motherly, having large comfortable breasts that seem to be an interest to both men and women. So after doing research on the subject we agreed to try it and after three months I was lactating, then after four months I was producing enough milk that Michael could nurse from me morning noon and night, which he did. This added situation gave us an added connection and it was then when he shared with me why he was into men. Looking at him you would think that due to his attractiveness that men would want to treat him as love or sex object. But Michael was anything but, he was a dominated in search of another dominated, someone who could fulfill that part of him that I was incapable of not because I couldn't or wouldn't but from the fact that it needed to be done by a man. He would come home sometimes with bruise on his body that looked like he had been beaten, but his bright blue eyes still showing signs of lust would say different. I resolved to help him find someone who could be that person for him without the damage. I had been with Michael now going on two years when one night our relationship took a further step. I woke to find him stand in my room naked for the entire world looking like a chiseled statue of David looking down at me. This was different as he would always come in to my room and get in bed with me to cuddle or suck at my breasts with no hesitation. To night he hesitated. He handed me a piece of paper as he turn on my bedroom light. It was from a local lab that did blood work I read the information with a chill in my heart to be replace with a question on my face. The report say that he was clean of all STDs I breath in a sigh of relieve and remember that he always use condoms and demanded that others did as well. I looked at him and wonder if he had seen my lab results as I had just had blood work done to monitor my health as a general precaution against diabetes. I away would have screen for STDs s done in spite of the fact that prior to meeting Michael I had not been in a sexual relationship in years.
"Michael what do you want from me," I asked for the first time in our relationship.
" Angel I want more, I want to make love to you to have you make love to me,"he said with complete certainty and clarity.
What about the men...
"No more men, I will find the right one who will understand and except what I am, what we are and maybe he will learn to love us."
That was the night that Michael and I became lovers in every sense of the word. I move out of my bedroom into his and we spent the weekend getting to know each other intimately. At home we were nudist inside and out as he had enough land to provide the privacy to be out in nature, so we make love anywhere and anytime we chose. My passion was allowed to now to come out and matched his so we were always touch and fondling each other. It was nothing for me to reach suck on his cock while he was reading or talking on the phone at those times I would try to not be so demanding, but he always gave in. Then in the evening when we would go out and watch the sunset he would insert his cock in to my pussy and we would make love as the sun went down. Our bodies were completely open and free to the other touch and exploration it comforted us, and it gave Michael a sense of peace that I had not ever seen in him and I loved it. In spite of this I knew that Michael needed the other side of him addressed so I started looking for a man who would be want he needed and maybe will to accept my place in Michael's life. It was not until the night of a party with local business leaders and such that I met such a man. His name was James Gleason, about ten years older than Michael 40ish and five years older than me. He was and attractive man strong in his presence, tall and well built, with deep gray eyes and a strong mouth. When he looked at you, you knew you had his attention and that was how I felt when we were introduced as Michael's date and learned when he sought me out.
"I had heard that Michael was in love with a beauty woman," James said as he looked me over slowly take in my deep gold brown skin that bespoke my mix ethnicity encased in the deep green gown that hugged my full figured form lovingly. His eyes lingered at my breast that Michael had nursed from hours before the party then slide up to my face where he seem to blink and stepped closer . He stared into my eyes as if he was seeing something for the first time and he wondered. We looked at each other in honest reflection as Michael observed the both of us from across the room while he was involved in a conversation with the city Mayor. I would later asked him why he smiled ever so slightly when he saw James and I in conversation and he would just laugh and change the subject After that night I would see more of James Gleason around town and at parties. Michael and I valued our privacy so it was rare that we invited others to our home, and then one day he came home with James. After giving me a heads up I put out refreshment and threw on a caftan covering my nakedness as I greet them at the door. I was not aware of whether or not James was nudist and I didn't want to offend or give the wrong impression.
"Ahh Angie my dear, I am happy to see you again," James said as he came in carrying bottles of wine and flowers.
"It is nice to see you as well," I said taking the flowers from him and Michael took the wine and opening bottles after making a selection.
I looked at him and could tell that he was up to something, because Michael eyes were bright and there was a smile on his face that said he was very pleased.
I looked at James as he stared at me and wondered could he be the one?
We spent the evening in good company with each other, easily laughing and talking about things as well as listening to what was spoke and what was not. I went to fix dinner and left the two of them sitting outside discussing sport and business. Sometime later, Michael came in and kissed me as he picked me up and walked into the large kitchen pantry. He lifted the caftan that I was wearing exposing my milk filled breasts and started nursing. I didn't stop him as it was what we did when he got home; James being here had interrupted this activity. After given each of my breasts a good sucking making them comfortable he left me with a mouth found of my breast milk in his. I went back into the kitchen as he went outside. It was then that I saw him, saw them kissing or rather exchanging my breast milk from one mouth to another. He gave James a taste of me! I watch as James seems to swallow and then he licked at Michael's lips as if to get the last drop from them. Not sure what to think, I went back to cooking dinner. After dinner refusing dessert, James left but not before leaving me with something to think about, Micheal had left the room to answer a phone call leaving the two of us alone. I sat there saying nothing not sure if I was require to say anything at all. James just looked me for a while before he spoke.
"Michael has told me about you and I wasn't quite sure why at the time until now. He loves you more than you know and more than you can every imagine," James said as if he had thought his words out carefully and with much soul searching.
"Yes and I feel the same way about him," I said not sure how my response would be received nor caring.
"I would like to come and see you sometime soon," James said as Michael came back into the room.
I looked over at him knowing that he heard James request. He looked at me and nod yes with a smile on his face and in his eyes.
Could he be the one?? I thought as I looked back at James taking in his presense.
"That would be nice"
"Would tomorrow be too soon, as I will be out of town on business for the rest of the week until the following weekend? "
"No that would be fine, I am working from home," I said as I had quit my teaching job had started writing full time after my first novel was published to successful acclaim.
"Ok how about breakfast ,"I said knowing that Michael would be here with me to receive him and leaving a short time after for work.
"That would be nice, please let me bring the breakfast and you can do Lunch," James said as he smiled at me.
Micheal had been listening and watching the whole time with a smile on his face, he seemed very pleased.
After James left I asked him what he was up to with him.
"Remember when I said there would be no other men except for the one that I would find who would be understanding of our relationship?"
" Yes," I said as we laid in our bed listening to the rain with the windows open letting in a soft caress breeze.
"Well Angie I think he is the one."
After we make love as many times as we could making up for the time that we missed while James was here, I held Michael in my arms as a he nursed himself to sleep. Rubbing his back and running my finger through his blond curls, I finally allowed sleep to claim me as the thought went through my head is James Gleason really the one?
To Be Continued