Mrs. Torres' POV
Neighborhood MILFs
chapter 14
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On the outside, Maria and Diego went downstairs and headed towards the kitchen to greet their children good morning. As she walked, she felt grateful that James was okay with being inside of her breast to drink her milk. It was nice and cute because it seemed like he could use a better mother and a better family than the one he has right now. But she decided to put those thoughts aside for now as she and Diego arrived at the kitchen.
Mrs. Torres: Buenos dias, mis hermosas hijas.
(Good morning, my beautiful children.)
Nicole: Buenos días, mamá y papá. Les preparé el desayuno a Luis y a ustedes, y Sofía ya lo comió.
(Morning, mom and dad. I made Luis and you guys some breakfast and Sofia just ate.)
Mr. Torres: Oh, gracias, cariño. ¿Te parece bien cuidar a tus hermanos hoy mientras trabajamos?
(Oh, thank you, honey. Are you okay with watching your brother and sister today while we are at work?)
Nicole: Sí, está bien. ¿Puedo salir con mis amigos esta noche?
(Yeah, it's fine. Is it okay if I go out with my friends tonight?)
Mr. Torres: Claro. Solo asegúrate de llevarlos con su niñera esta noche. Sólo necesitamos encontrar a alguien que los vigile.
(Sure. Just make sure to take them to their babysitter tonight. We just need to find someone to watch them.)
Mrs. Torres: Puedo preguntarle a mi mejor amiga, Camilla, del trabajo, si puede cuidarlos. Tu padre y yo vamos a tener una cita esta noche, y en cuanto lleguemos a casa...
(I can ask my best friend, Camilla, at work and see if she can watch them. Your father and I are going on a date tonight, and once we get home...)
Nicole: ¡Mamá! No quiero saberlo. Llévate el desayuno al trabajo.
(Mom! I don't want to know. Just take your breakfast to work.)
Mr. Torres: Gracias, cariño. Adiós, niños. Nos vemos pronto.
(Thank you, sweetie. Bye, kids. We will see you soon.)
Mrs. Torres: Adiós, Nicole. Adiós, Luis. Y adiós, mi dulce Sofía.
(Bye, Nicole. Bye, Luis. And bye, my sweet, little Sofia.)
Luis: Adiós, mamá. Adiós, papá.
(Bye, mom. Bye, dad.)
With the children bid a farewell, Diego and Maria walked out the front door and headed to their cars. Once they arrived, they were greeted by none other than Paula, James' mother.
Paula: Maria! Diego! It's so nice to see you.
Mrs. Torres: Oh, Paula. It's nice to see you too.
Mr. Torres: How can we help you?
Paula: I'm trying to find James but it looks like he might have left the house. It's dangerous because of his tiny size. I was wondering if you might have seen him?
As Paula asked that specific question to the Torres, Maria gently scratched her left breast as to not try and give away anything. She became too nervous to talk when Diego chimed in to answer the question.
Mr. Torres: No, we haven't seen him. But if we do find him, we will make sure to get him home to you. But if you don't mind, we are going to be late for work.
Paula: Oh, yeah. I'm so sorry to hold you up. I'm just worried about him. But please call me if you do find him. And thank you.
Mrs. Torres: We will, Paula. Thank you for bringing this to our attention. We will see you later.
Paula: Goodbye, you guys! James! James, are you here?
Once Paula left the Torres' house, Maria was letting her anger out to her husband.
Mrs. Torres: Ay, esa mujer malvada. Esa puta. ¿Puedes creerla, Diego? Tenemos que mantenerlo a salvo y lejos de ella. No quiero perderlo. No podemos perderlo.
(Oh, that evil woman. That whore. Can you believe her, Diego? We need to keep him safe and away from her. I don't want to lose him. We can't lose him.)
Mr. Torres: María, no lo haremos. Está a salvo en tu pecho. Lo cuidaremos mientras estemos aquí para él.
(Maria, we won't. He is safe inside of your breast. We will keep him safe as long as we are here for him.)
Maria and Diego embraced each other to comfort and say goodbye to fo to their jobs.
Mrs. Torres: Simplemente no quiero que vuelva a una vida horrible cuando podemos darle una buena vida con nosotros. Se lo merece.
(I just don't want him to go back to a horrible life when we can give him a good life with us. He deserves it.)
Mr. Torres Él lo sabe. Está contigo. No entiende nuestro idioma, pero lo sabe.
(He knows that. He's with you. He can't understand our language, but he knows.)
As she heard Diego say those words to her, she rubbed her left breast and talked to James.
Mrs. Torres: James, we want you to know that we will protect you from your mother. We love you, James.
Mr. Torres: And we always will. Okay, for real now. Let's go to work. Love you two.
Mrs. Torres: And we love you. Goodbye, my love.
Mr. Torres: Goodbye.
With their goodbyes exchanged, Diego and Maria went to their cars to start them up, drove out of the drive way, and headed to their jobs. As Maria was driving, she still started to feel an ache in her left breast. She hoped that James was drinking her milk to relieve that pain.
Mrs. Torres: James, sweetie. I hope you are drinking my milk inside. It still hurts.
After a ten minute drive, she arrived at her salon job. She parked her car, grabbed her belongings, and headed straight inside to begin work. Once there, she was greeted by her best friend, Camilla (36). She and Maria have been best friends for so long. They have matching birthdays, go to festivals together, and even travel to different countries. She is considered an aunt to Maria's children due to the love they give her. She also has a crush on James despite the age difference.
Camilla: ¡Hola, mejor amiga!
(Hello, bestie!)
Mrs. Torres: ¡Hola, mejor amiga!
(Hello, bestie!)
Camilla: Entonces, ¿cómo va tu día hasta ahora?
(So, how is your day so far?)
Mrs. Torres: Increíble. No puedo dar detalles ahora, pero diré que quizá los comparta.
(Very amazing. I can't share details right now, but I'll just say I might share.)
Camilla:¡María, eso no es justo! ¡Vamos! ¿Qué pasa?
(Maria, that's not fair! Come on. What's up?)
Mrs. Torres: ¡Hasta luego! ¡Owners!
(Later! Ow!)
Camilla: ¿Qué ocurre?
(What's wrong?)
Mrs. Torres: Son solo mis pechos. Están llenos de leche y no se vacían.
(It's just my breasts. They are filled with milk and are not drained.)
Camilla: Bueno, avísame cuando vayas a almorzar. Te cubro.
(Well, let me know when you take your lunch. I'll cover for you.)
Mrs. Torres: Gracias, Camilla. Déjame prepararme para ir a trabajar. Vuelvo enseguida.
(Thank you, Camilla. Let me go get ready for work. I'll be back.)
Camilla: Está bien. ¡Vuelve pronto, mejor amiga!
(Okay. Hurry back, bestie!)
Mrs. Torres: James. I really need my breast emptied. Please, sweetheart.
As Maria went to the back room of the salon to put her purse down and her lunch away, she came back, scratching her left breast and hoping James would fulfill his promise to her by drinking her milk. Putting the thought aside, she began going to work next to Camilla. For the last four hours, they worked on womens hairs, nails, feet, and their faces. All the while, the two talked about their family lives. Maria is excited about her date tonight with Diego and later on, the two will have a fun time in the bed. Camilla takes to her about being flirted by two young men in the past week. She liked them but preferred James. She always wanted a man to take care of and he would be the perfect size. The women assured themselves that everything will work out soon enough. After those four hours, Maria still felt an aching pain in her left breast, which meant James wasn't doing what he promised. Even more, she could feel her right breast began to be much bigger, which meant milk was filling up. Tired of the pain, she told Camilla she was going on her lunch.
Mrs. Torres: Camilla, voy a tomar mi almuerzo.
(Camilla, I'm going to take my lunch.)
Camilla: Claro. Estoy terminando. Me llevaré el mío en un rato.
(Of course. I'm just finishing up. I'll take mine with you in a bit.)
Mrs. Torres: Está bien. Nos vemos allí.
(Okay. I'll see you there.)
Maria went towards the break room to fetch her lunch, her purse, and went to sit down. She still felt the pain in her left breast to the point where she could not take it anymore.
Mrs. Torres: Ay, cariño. Te dije que bebieras mi leche para aliviar el dolor. Pero no puedo. Lo siento.
(Oh, sweetie. I told you to drink my milk to ease the pain I feel. But I can't take it. I'm sorry.)
While Maria put her lunch down, she grabbed her purse and pulled out her breast pump. She had two cups and was going to start her left breast, of course. She put the pump on it and began pumping as the milk started to flow out, hoping that James would come out as well.
Is James drain out with the rest of the milk or is he stuck inside of Mrs. Torres' breast?
Mrs. Torres: Buenos dias, mis hermosas hijas.
(Good morning, my beautiful children.)
Nicole: Buenos días, mamá y papá. Les preparé el desayuno a Luis y a ustedes, y Sofía ya lo comió.
(Morning, mom and dad. I made Luis and you guys some breakfast and Sofia just ate.)
Mr. Torres: Oh, gracias, cariño. ¿Te parece bien cuidar a tus hermanos hoy mientras trabajamos?
(Oh, thank you, honey. Are you okay with watching your brother and sister today while we are at work?)
Nicole: Sí, está bien. ¿Puedo salir con mis amigos esta noche?
(Yeah, it's fine. Is it okay if I go out with my friends tonight?)
Mr. Torres: Claro. Solo asegúrate de llevarlos con su niñera esta noche. Sólo necesitamos encontrar a alguien que los vigile.
(Sure. Just make sure to take them to their babysitter tonight. We just need to find someone to watch them.)
Mrs. Torres: Puedo preguntarle a mi mejor amiga, Camilla, del trabajo, si puede cuidarlos. Tu padre y yo vamos a tener una cita esta noche, y en cuanto lleguemos a casa...
(I can ask my best friend, Camilla, at work and see if she can watch them. Your father and I are going on a date tonight, and once we get home...)
Nicole: ¡Mamá! No quiero saberlo. Llévate el desayuno al trabajo.
(Mom! I don't want to know. Just take your breakfast to work.)
Mr. Torres: Gracias, cariño. Adiós, niños. Nos vemos pronto.
(Thank you, sweetie. Bye, kids. We will see you soon.)
Mrs. Torres: Adiós, Nicole. Adiós, Luis. Y adiós, mi dulce Sofía.
(Bye, Nicole. Bye, Luis. And bye, my sweet, little Sofia.)
Luis: Adiós, mamá. Adiós, papá.
(Bye, mom. Bye, dad.)
With the children bid a farewell, Diego and Maria walked out the front door and headed to their cars. Once they arrived, they were greeted by none other than Paula, James' mother.
Paula: Maria! Diego! It's so nice to see you.
Mrs. Torres: Oh, Paula. It's nice to see you too.
Mr. Torres: How can we help you?
Paula: I'm trying to find James but it looks like he might have left the house. It's dangerous because of his tiny size. I was wondering if you might have seen him?
As Paula asked that specific question to the Torres, Maria gently scratched her left breast as to not try and give away anything. She became too nervous to talk when Diego chimed in to answer the question.
Mr. Torres: No, we haven't seen him. But if we do find him, we will make sure to get him home to you. But if you don't mind, we are going to be late for work.
Paula: Oh, yeah. I'm so sorry to hold you up. I'm just worried about him. But please call me if you do find him. And thank you.
Mrs. Torres: We will, Paula. Thank you for bringing this to our attention. We will see you later.
Paula: Goodbye, you guys! James! James, are you here?
Once Paula left the Torres' house, Maria was letting her anger out to her husband.
Mrs. Torres: Ay, esa mujer malvada. Esa puta. ¿Puedes creerla, Diego? Tenemos que mantenerlo a salvo y lejos de ella. No quiero perderlo. No podemos perderlo.
(Oh, that evil woman. That whore. Can you believe her, Diego? We need to keep him safe and away from her. I don't want to lose him. We can't lose him.)
Mr. Torres: María, no lo haremos. Está a salvo en tu pecho. Lo cuidaremos mientras estemos aquí para él.
(Maria, we won't. He is safe inside of your breast. We will keep him safe as long as we are here for him.)
Maria and Diego embraced each other to comfort and say goodbye to fo to their jobs.
Mrs. Torres: Simplemente no quiero que vuelva a una vida horrible cuando podemos darle una buena vida con nosotros. Se lo merece.
(I just don't want him to go back to a horrible life when we can give him a good life with us. He deserves it.)
Mr. Torres Él lo sabe. Está contigo. No entiende nuestro idioma, pero lo sabe.
(He knows that. He's with you. He can't understand our language, but he knows.)
As she heard Diego say those words to her, she rubbed her left breast and talked to James.
Mrs. Torres: James, we want you to know that we will protect you from your mother. We love you, James.
Mr. Torres: And we always will. Okay, for real now. Let's go to work. Love you two.
Mrs. Torres: And we love you. Goodbye, my love.
*MWAH*
Mr. Torres: Goodbye.
With their goodbyes exchanged, Diego and Maria went to their cars to start them up, drove out of the drive way, and headed to their jobs. As Maria was driving, she still started to feel an ache in her left breast. She hoped that James was drinking her milk to relieve that pain.
Mrs. Torres: James, sweetie. I hope you are drinking my milk inside. It still hurts.
After a ten minute drive, she arrived at her salon job. She parked her car, grabbed her belongings, and headed straight inside to begin work. Once there, she was greeted by her best friend, Camilla (36). She and Maria have been best friends for so long. They have matching birthdays, go to festivals together, and even travel to different countries. She is considered an aunt to Maria's children due to the love they give her. She also has a crush on James despite the age difference.
Camilla: ¡Hola, mejor amiga!
(Hello, bestie!)
Mrs. Torres: ¡Hola, mejor amiga!
(Hello, bestie!)
*MWAH*
Camilla: Entonces, ¿cómo va tu día hasta ahora?
(So, how is your day so far?)
Mrs. Torres: Increíble. No puedo dar detalles ahora, pero diré que quizá los comparta.
(Very amazing. I can't share details right now, but I'll just say I might share.)
Camilla:¡María, eso no es justo! ¡Vamos! ¿Qué pasa?
(Maria, that's not fair! Come on. What's up?)
Mrs. Torres: ¡Hasta luego! ¡Owners!
(Later! Ow!)
Camilla: ¿Qué ocurre?
(What's wrong?)
Mrs. Torres: Son solo mis pechos. Están llenos de leche y no se vacían.
(It's just my breasts. They are filled with milk and are not drained.)
Camilla: Bueno, avísame cuando vayas a almorzar. Te cubro.
(Well, let me know when you take your lunch. I'll cover for you.)
Mrs. Torres: Gracias, Camilla. Déjame prepararme para ir a trabajar. Vuelvo enseguida.
(Thank you, Camilla. Let me go get ready for work. I'll be back.)
Camilla: Está bien. ¡Vuelve pronto, mejor amiga!
(Okay. Hurry back, bestie!)
Mrs. Torres: James. I really need my breast emptied. Please, sweetheart.
As Maria went to the back room of the salon to put her purse down and her lunch away, she came back, scratching her left breast and hoping James would fulfill his promise to her by drinking her milk. Putting the thought aside, she began going to work next to Camilla. For the last four hours, they worked on womens hairs, nails, feet, and their faces. All the while, the two talked about their family lives. Maria is excited about her date tonight with Diego and later on, the two will have a fun time in the bed. Camilla takes to her about being flirted by two young men in the past week. She liked them but preferred James. She always wanted a man to take care of and he would be the perfect size. The women assured themselves that everything will work out soon enough. After those four hours, Maria still felt an aching pain in her left breast, which meant James wasn't doing what he promised. Even more, she could feel her right breast began to be much bigger, which meant milk was filling up. Tired of the pain, she told Camilla she was going on her lunch.
Mrs. Torres: Camilla, voy a tomar mi almuerzo.
(Camilla, I'm going to take my lunch.)
Camilla: Claro. Estoy terminando. Me llevaré el mío en un rato.
(Of course. I'm just finishing up. I'll take mine with you in a bit.)
Mrs. Torres: Está bien. Nos vemos allí.
(Okay. I'll see you there.)
Maria went towards the break room to fetch her lunch, her purse, and went to sit down. She still felt the pain in her left breast to the point where she could not take it anymore.
Mrs. Torres: Ay, cariño. Te dije que bebieras mi leche para aliviar el dolor. Pero no puedo. Lo siento.
(Oh, sweetie. I told you to drink my milk to ease the pain I feel. But I can't take it. I'm sorry.)
While Maria put her lunch down, she grabbed her purse and pulled out her breast pump. She had two cups and was going to start her left breast, of course. She put the pump on it and began pumping as the milk started to flow out, hoping that James would come out as well.
Is James drain out with the rest of the milk or is he stuck inside of Mrs. Torres' breast?
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