Ready for the Day
Neighborhood MILFs
chapter 19
by
copier
· original author:
jimbo9876
As the sun began to shine through on the majestic, sleeping couple, James was the first to wake up from his sleep. He remembered the time he had yesterday being put inside Mrs. Torres's breast and partaking in her and her husband's date night. It was certainly a moment he will remember for the times to come. However, he also recalled that his neighbors assured him that they would take special care of him for the rest of his life. It was as almost like they wanted to adopt him as their own tiny son. He tried not to focus too much on that as he wanted to focus on the now.
James looked at his surroundings as he was still on Mrs. Torres's breast, with Mr. Torres sleeping beside her when suddenly, his stomach began to growl. He was feeling hungry and realized that Mrs. Torres did say if he ever wanted some breast milk from her, he could help himself to have some. He went to her nipple and began to suck on it, with her milk pouring out very quickly.
Mrs. Torres: [Groan]
James could hear Mrs. Torres as he kept sucking her breast for more milk. Remembering what they told him, he did not stop and kept going. The sun rose even more as the light shined down on both the husband and the wife. As they opened their eyes, their first attention was their neighbor boy that rested on the breast. Mrs. Torres could feel the suckling from James on her breast as she was practically feeding him. Mr. Torres just watched as he knew that James was hungry and needed something to eat. At that point, they both responded.
Mr. Torres: It's good to know that you haven't stopped when we woke to find you breastfeeding.
Mrs. Torres: He really must've been hungry. Were you hungry James, sweetie?
James: [Muffled] Mmm hmm.
Mrs. Torres: Good. [Laughs] We are gonna get ready now to go out to eat breakfast. We will take a shower, Diego will go get the kids ready, I'll do my makeup and get dressed, then we are out.
James: Can I finish drinking your milk, Mrs. Torres?
Mr. Torres: Finish up then, bud. You're coming in the shower with us.
Mrs. Torres: Diego is right, James. Finish it up.
As she said those words to you, Mr. Torres got up from bed and walked towards the bathroom, with his wife slowly following him. She kept her hand below her breast to hold on to James so he wouldn't fall. Once she was out of bed, she followed her husband to the bathroom. James tried to finish drinking from Mrs. Torres's breast as fast as possible. From what he heard from his giant caretakers, they both had a soft, stern voice. It was obvious they were both eager to head out for breakfast, so he knew they were in the right. As he arrived at the bathroom, the couple began to head into the shower together, as Mrs. Torres pulled James away from his breakfast.
Mrs. Torres: Okay. All done, James. Time to get cleaned.
James: Yes ma'am.
Mr. Torres: I'll go ahead and take him, Maria, so you can clean up.
Mrs. Torres: Thank you, my love.
Mrs. Torres handed James to her husband so she can get cleaned up herself. Mr. Torres brought him close with some soap to clean him up as well. It did feel awkward to be with Mrs. Torres's husband, but James tried to handle it with respect. As he braced himself, Mr. Torres began to clean him up.
Mr. Torres: Okay. I'm gonna rub the soap on you, James.
James: Whoa. Yeah. Okay. You definitely have bigger fingers than Mrs. Torres. And they are less gentle.
Mr. Torres: Well, I am a guy. If we are going to take care of you, you will have to get used to being handled by me. Cleaning you, holding you, even feeding you.
James: Feeding... me?
Mr. Torres: The food might be too big for you so we might have to chew it. But we will cross that bridge when we get there.
James: Uh... okay.
Mr. Torres: Okay, let me just get between your legs and we are done.
James: Whoa! Oh! Okay. Uh... oh god!
Mr. Torres: There! All done. Hun, you done too?
Mrs. Torres: Yeah. All cleaned. And look at you, James. Diego cleaned you up so well.
Mr. Torres: I'll get cleaned up myself and get the kids ready as soon as I'm out and dressed.
Mrs. Torres: Okay, I'll take James with me while I do my makeup.
Mr. Torres: Okay, here he is.
Mr. Torres handed James to his wife so he could take a shower, get ready himself, and to go get his children ready for the morning. As he took his shower, Mrs. Torres walked to her sink, with James in hand, to get ready.
Mrs. Torres: Here. I'll put you down with my makeup while I put it on.
James: Okay.
Mrs. Torres: Alright. This will do nicely.
James: Hey, Mrs. Torres?
Mrs. Torres: Yes, sweetie?
James: Mr. Torres said that you guys might have to chew my food from now on since it will be too big for me.
Mrs. Torres: We were discussing it last night on our date. We just thought we would try it and see if it would work for you. The food might be too big for you to eat by itself but we will see what happens.
James: Right. I know Mr. Torres said you and he would do everything to take care of me and take me everywhere with either of you, but he seems... intimidating.
Mrs. Torres: I know he can be rough and intimidating, but when it comes to you, he will make sure what is best for you, including me. You also have to understand that he is a man, so he may handle you differently than I do, which is totally normal. We both have our own ways of dealing with things.
As Mrs. Torres was explaining the circumstances to James, Mr. Torres turned off the shower and stepped out to reveal his naked form. He headed straight to the sink next to his wife to put on some deodorant while listening in on the conversation.
Mr. Torres: You will be able to be yourself with us, James; be it normally or sexually. But when it comes to your care, we will make sure it is taken care of. All we ask is that you accept our ways.
James: Yes sir.
While the couple explained it more to James, Mr. Torres went to the walk-in closet to put on his dress clothes. It took him no longer than five minutes to finish until he went to put on cologne. Once he finished, he kissed his wife on the cheek and went to go get his children ready.
Mr. Torres: Alright, I'm done. I'll go get the kids ready. Be back, love. Have fun with my wife, James.
James: Thank you, sir.
James: Yeah, you two are one happy couple.
Mrs. Torres: Wouldn't you like to be in a relationship, James? I can talk to my daughter about you at breakfast.
James: No, that's okay, Mrs. Torres. I appreciate it but I don't think she would be interested.
Mrs. Torres: You never know, sweetheart. There was someone else who wanted to meet you. One of my best friends from my work. Her name is Camilla and she has a big crush on you. She thirty-six years old, she is very outgoing, has my same personality and much sexier, and is interested in a lifelong relationship.
James: That's a pretty big age difference right there.
Mrs. Torres: I know but she would like to meet you in the future so I do plan on introducing you to her. One thing to note about her is that she speaks only Spanish and doesn't understand English.
James: Yeah... that might be difficult since I don't understand it.
Mrs. Torres: That's why it is important me and Diego teach you how to speak Spanish. In case we ever lose you, especially in Mexico, you will have a way to communicate with others.
James: Yeah, it could be my subject for schooling with you guys, in a way.
Mrs. Torres: Exactly. I'm gonna finish up right here. Just hang tight for a bit.
James: Okay.
James decided to explore around his surroundings around Mrs. Torres while she finished getting ready. For the next thirty minutes, he just read the labels off of the makeup that she had presently on her sink. She had finished her skin, eyes, eyebrows, lips, and finally just finished up her hair. Mrs.Torres proceeded to grab James and took him to her walk-in closet full of dresses that looked revealing. She had already picked one out to dress for breakfast and went to put it on to show James.
Mrs. Torres: Okay, James, my dress is on. Shoes are on as well. Time to pick out my jewelry.
James: You have a bra and panties on, right?
Mrs. Torres: Yes, sweetie, I do. Now, earrings are on. And my necklace locket is just missing you. Go ahead and climb in.
As James climbed into the necklace, Mrs. Torres snapped it shut to prevent anything escape. She wrapped it around her neck and dangled it onto her chest, while admiring her body.
Mrs. Torres: God, I look hot. I think we are ready, don't you agree James? Let me check. Can you see me?
James: Yeah, I can see you. Very revealing but beautiful.
Mrs. Torres: Thank you, sweetheart.
Mrs. Torres walked downstairs to her living room to find her children all dressed up and ready, along with her husband.
Luis & Sofia: ¡Mami! ¿Nos vamos ya?
(Mommy! Are we going now?)
Nicole: Hola, mamá. Te ves bien.
(Hi mom. You look nice.)
Mrs. Torres: Gracias, mija.
(Thank you, darling.)
Mr. Torres: ¿Listo, mi amor?
(Ready, my love?)
Mrs. Torres: Listo.
(Ready.)
James looked at his surroundings as he was still on Mrs. Torres's breast, with Mr. Torres sleeping beside her when suddenly, his stomach began to growl. He was feeling hungry and realized that Mrs. Torres did say if he ever wanted some breast milk from her, he could help himself to have some. He went to her nipple and began to suck on it, with her milk pouring out very quickly.
Mrs. Torres: [Groan]
James could hear Mrs. Torres as he kept sucking her breast for more milk. Remembering what they told him, he did not stop and kept going. The sun rose even more as the light shined down on both the husband and the wife. As they opened their eyes, their first attention was their neighbor boy that rested on the breast. Mrs. Torres could feel the suckling from James on her breast as she was practically feeding him. Mr. Torres just watched as he knew that James was hungry and needed something to eat. At that point, they both responded.
Mr. Torres: It's good to know that you haven't stopped when we woke to find you breastfeeding.
Mrs. Torres: He really must've been hungry. Were you hungry James, sweetie?
James: [Muffled] Mmm hmm.
Mrs. Torres: Good. [Laughs] We are gonna get ready now to go out to eat breakfast. We will take a shower, Diego will go get the kids ready, I'll do my makeup and get dressed, then we are out.
James: Can I finish drinking your milk, Mrs. Torres?
Mr. Torres: Finish up then, bud. You're coming in the shower with us.
Mrs. Torres: Diego is right, James. Finish it up.
As she said those words to you, Mr. Torres got up from bed and walked towards the bathroom, with his wife slowly following him. She kept her hand below her breast to hold on to James so he wouldn't fall. Once she was out of bed, she followed her husband to the bathroom. James tried to finish drinking from Mrs. Torres's breast as fast as possible. From what he heard from his giant caretakers, they both had a soft, stern voice. It was obvious they were both eager to head out for breakfast, so he knew they were in the right. As he arrived at the bathroom, the couple began to head into the shower together, as Mrs. Torres pulled James away from his breakfast.
Mrs. Torres: Okay. All done, James. Time to get cleaned.
James: Yes ma'am.
Mr. Torres: I'll go ahead and take him, Maria, so you can clean up.
Mrs. Torres: Thank you, my love.
Mrs. Torres handed James to her husband so she can get cleaned up herself. Mr. Torres brought him close with some soap to clean him up as well. It did feel awkward to be with Mrs. Torres's husband, but James tried to handle it with respect. As he braced himself, Mr. Torres began to clean him up.
Mr. Torres: Okay. I'm gonna rub the soap on you, James.
James: Whoa. Yeah. Okay. You definitely have bigger fingers than Mrs. Torres. And they are less gentle.
Mr. Torres: Well, I am a guy. If we are going to take care of you, you will have to get used to being handled by me. Cleaning you, holding you, even feeding you.
James: Feeding... me?
Mr. Torres: The food might be too big for you so we might have to chew it. But we will cross that bridge when we get there.
James: Uh... okay.
Mr. Torres: Okay, let me just get between your legs and we are done.
James: Whoa! Oh! Okay. Uh... oh god!
Mr. Torres: There! All done. Hun, you done too?
Mrs. Torres: Yeah. All cleaned. And look at you, James. Diego cleaned you up so well.
Mr. Torres: I'll get cleaned up myself and get the kids ready as soon as I'm out and dressed.
Mrs. Torres: Okay, I'll take James with me while I do my makeup.
Mr. Torres: Okay, here he is.
Mr. Torres handed James to his wife so he could take a shower, get ready himself, and to go get his children ready for the morning. As he took his shower, Mrs. Torres walked to her sink, with James in hand, to get ready.
Mrs. Torres: Here. I'll put you down with my makeup while I put it on.
James: Okay.
Mrs. Torres: Alright. This will do nicely.
James: Hey, Mrs. Torres?
Mrs. Torres: Yes, sweetie?
James: Mr. Torres said that you guys might have to chew my food from now on since it will be too big for me.
Mrs. Torres: We were discussing it last night on our date. We just thought we would try it and see if it would work for you. The food might be too big for you to eat by itself but we will see what happens.
James: Right. I know Mr. Torres said you and he would do everything to take care of me and take me everywhere with either of you, but he seems... intimidating.
Mrs. Torres: I know he can be rough and intimidating, but when it comes to you, he will make sure what is best for you, including me. You also have to understand that he is a man, so he may handle you differently than I do, which is totally normal. We both have our own ways of dealing with things.
As Mrs. Torres was explaining the circumstances to James, Mr. Torres turned off the shower and stepped out to reveal his naked form. He headed straight to the sink next to his wife to put on some deodorant while listening in on the conversation.
Mr. Torres: You will be able to be yourself with us, James; be it normally or sexually. But when it comes to your care, we will make sure it is taken care of. All we ask is that you accept our ways.
James: Yes sir.
While the couple explained it more to James, Mr. Torres went to the walk-in closet to put on his dress clothes. It took him no longer than five minutes to finish until he went to put on cologne. Once he finished, he kissed his wife on the cheek and went to go get his children ready.
Mr. Torres: Alright, I'm done. I'll go get the kids ready. Be back, love. Have fun with my wife, James.
James: Thank you, sir.
*MWAH*
Mrs. Torres: [Laughs] Bye, love. [Sighs] I love my man.James: Yeah, you two are one happy couple.
Mrs. Torres: Wouldn't you like to be in a relationship, James? I can talk to my daughter about you at breakfast.
James: No, that's okay, Mrs. Torres. I appreciate it but I don't think she would be interested.
Mrs. Torres: You never know, sweetheart. There was someone else who wanted to meet you. One of my best friends from my work. Her name is Camilla and she has a big crush on you. She thirty-six years old, she is very outgoing, has my same personality and much sexier, and is interested in a lifelong relationship.
James: That's a pretty big age difference right there.
Mrs. Torres: I know but she would like to meet you in the future so I do plan on introducing you to her. One thing to note about her is that she speaks only Spanish and doesn't understand English.
James: Yeah... that might be difficult since I don't understand it.
Mrs. Torres: That's why it is important me and Diego teach you how to speak Spanish. In case we ever lose you, especially in Mexico, you will have a way to communicate with others.
James: Yeah, it could be my subject for schooling with you guys, in a way.
Mrs. Torres: Exactly. I'm gonna finish up right here. Just hang tight for a bit.
James: Okay.
James decided to explore around his surroundings around Mrs. Torres while she finished getting ready. For the next thirty minutes, he just read the labels off of the makeup that she had presently on her sink. She had finished her skin, eyes, eyebrows, lips, and finally just finished up her hair. Mrs.Torres proceeded to grab James and took him to her walk-in closet full of dresses that looked revealing. She had already picked one out to dress for breakfast and went to put it on to show James.
Mrs. Torres: Okay, James, my dress is on. Shoes are on as well. Time to pick out my jewelry.
James: You have a bra and panties on, right?
Mrs. Torres: Yes, sweetie, I do. Now, earrings are on. And my necklace locket is just missing you. Go ahead and climb in.
As James climbed into the necklace, Mrs. Torres snapped it shut to prevent anything escape. She wrapped it around her neck and dangled it onto her chest, while admiring her body.
Mrs. Torres: God, I look hot. I think we are ready, don't you agree James? Let me check. Can you see me?
James: Yeah, I can see you. Very revealing but beautiful.
Mrs. Torres: Thank you, sweetheart.
*MWAH*
Mrs. Torres: One quick perfume... okay, I'm gonna head down now. Diego should have the kids ready. You'll have so much fun today, James. Let's go!Mrs. Torres walked downstairs to her living room to find her children all dressed up and ready, along with her husband.
Luis & Sofia: ¡Mami! ¿Nos vamos ya?
(Mommy! Are we going now?)
Nicole: Hola, mamá. Te ves bien.
(Hi mom. You look nice.)
Mrs. Torres: Gracias, mija.
(Thank you, darling.)
Mr. Torres: ¿Listo, mi amor?
(Ready, my love?)
Mrs. Torres: Listo.
(Ready.)
*MWAH*
*MWAH*
As they shared a kiss, they went to buckle their kids in the car and drove off for breakfast with James in tow.*MWAH*
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