Victoria's Secret was crazy busy.
Jon stood to the side, hands in his pocket, while Karyn flagged down a saleswoman.
"Oh, excuse me." About his mom's age, the woman was headed to the exit, several full bags hanging from her thick arms.
Kinda rude, Jon thought, stepping out of the way. She hadn't even noticed him, and the way her hips stuck out, he had to almost back into a display to avoid her. Like all the other women in the store, her breasts were almost hanging out of her top, but because she was a bit older, they were even bigger than Karyn's. Jon noticed with irritation that his mouth was watering.
Trailing her was a man carrying two more bags. From the way he kept his head down, Jon could tell he didn't want to be where he was any more than Jon himself did.
"Hey, get over here!"
At Karyn's call, almost without thinking, Jon found himself next to her and Beth. The two girls were talking to a twenty-something saleswoman. Karyn did most of the speaking; Beth appeared mildly embarrassed.
"We both need to a fitting," his friend explained. "Is it okay if Jon comes in with us?"
The saleswoman was taller than him. His eyes were almost directly level with her massive cleavage. "Of course." She smirked, finally meeting his gaze. "In fact, it can make things easier. For sanitary reasons, we can't have customers leaking all over the merchandise. With him here, we won't have to use a pump."
Beth reddened. "You mean...?"
Karyn must've noticed his jaw drop. While the saleswoman escorted them to a fitting room, she leaned over and whispered. "They're really beginning to hurt. You don't mind doing this for me, do you? I'd rather it be you than some machine."
In the fitting room, the woman asked both girls to strip to the waist. When Beth was hesitant, Karyn said she's go first. Erica, the saleswoman, took a pre-feeding measurement so she would know just how much Karyn's tits expanded at their most full, which was what they now were. Faced with his friend's bloated, heavy breasts, Jon could only nod and move to the familiar-looking couch that had evidently been placed in the fitting room just for this purpose.
As always with Karyn, the sheer volume of soft flesh against his face made him slightly claustrophobic. Dutifully, he wrapped his lips around her left nipple and waited for her milk to fill his mouth. When it did, Karyn sighed in pleasure.
Patiently, Jon slurped and swallowed. Karyn always spaced out during feedings but he never did. Especially not today. Not only was he partially full from the incident with Beth in the bathroom, but there was also something odd about the taste of Karyn's milk this time. He wondered if it was because of something she had eaten.
The sensation of Beth and Erica, the saleswoman, watching him, obliged him to keep going. He could practically feel his stomach balloon as more of the warm liquid filled him. At one point, the combination of the strange taste, plus the amount and speed it was coming from the nipple made him gag.
Before he knew it, Erica was bending over the other side of the couch. Surprised, but knowing it was better not to stop and make a mess, he could only question with his eyes as the saleswoman took Karyn's other nipple in her mouth.
It wasn't the first time he'd fed next to someone else, but typically it was his dad or his brother Mikey. Being in close proximity to Erica was making him tingle. He could smell her perfume, mixed with the scent of Karyn's milk.
When the task was finally over, Jon pulled away, and a few minutes later Erica did the same. His breath caught when he noticed the slight smudge of lipstick she had left on Karyn's nipple.
"Delicious." She licked her lips. "I skipped lunch."
Confused, but too stunned to say anything, Jon could only help Karyn off the couch and watch while Erica measured her again. She quoted some number and letter combination that was meaningless to him, then motioned to Beth.
"Your turn, honey."
Beth glanced from her, to him, and finally to Karyn, who smiled reassuringly. "It's okay." His friend put a hand on the younger girl's shoulder. "Jon will turn his back, if that's what you're worried about."
