Plot: Prachi wakes up from her bed to the sound of her phone chiming an alarm. She lazily checks her phone. It tells her that it's 4.30 am. She yawns and puts on the bathrobe which lies on the chair next to her bed. She shivers and hugs the bathrobe tight as she looks at her balding husband who's passed out drunk on her bed. Hes a great father but It's been ages since he's looked at her like he wanted her. She's never felt more unloved.

She craves the touch of a man. She snaps back to reality as she sees her angel of 18 months sleeping peacefully in the crib. She knows the next few days are going to be tough without the baby but she has to attend the conference. She's felt put of touch since she's been back from maternity leave. She gets put of the bedroom and tiptoes to the living room. Her breasts feel rock hard and full from the milk, almost to the point where they're painful. She loosens the bathrobe and unclasps the nursing bra. This has gotten so routine that she's almost doing it on autopilot. She sighs and wipes her left breast and places a pump on it. The motor whirrs on and starts sucking on her dark long nipples. Warm streams of milk start leaking out of her. She can't recall the last time her husband has looked at her breasts hornily.

It takes her almost an hour to finish pumping after which she bottles the milk and puts it away in the refrigerator. She sees her phone ring and the screens reads 'AAKASH'. She rolls her eyes and picks up. "Hi Aakash, good morning." "Yes, I will be coming to the conference. Don't worry I'll have the presentation ready. I'll see you at the airport in a few hours." "Yes, bye. See you. "

She puts down the phone and heads into the shower. She slips out of her bathrobe and starts the shower. The hot steam fills up the bathroom. The hot water relaxes her as she soaps her up. She sees her body in the foggy mirror, she looks unhappy with how her body has changes since her pregnancy. Her breasts are saggier, her nipples longer and her areolas larger and darker. She has a c section scar on her belly and has a chubby tummy. She moves the shower head over her body as she washes away the lather. The strong jets seems to be working their magic as she moves it against her shaped up pussy. A slight moan escapes her mouth as the washes away the leftover soap. As she rubs the soap away she can't stop picturing herself on her knees as she strokes Aakash.

She hears a toilet flush and she snaps out of her daydream. She can hear her husband doing his business. She's late again and Aakash is going to be pissed. Again. She gets out of the shower and rushes to the bedroom. "Babe, the milk is in the fridge. I'm late and I have to rush to the airport. Tak care of yourself and the baby. I'll see you in 3 days. Okay?" She shouts as she gets ready. On her way to the airport she can't help but think about her daydream about Aakash. She finds herself revisiting the same mental image again and again -Her on her knees wearing nothing but stilettos, and Aakash stroking his throbbing hard cock to her naked form. For the first time in months she feels a tingling sensation in her loins as she actually looks forward to meet Aakash.

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