Rachel's New Routine, Part 2

by Amy Amiable

These stories take a while to write, don't they? I hope you enjoy this installment and thanks for the positive feedback on Part 1.

Rachel and Julie arrived at Rachel's house a bit wet from the surprise rain shower. Rachel put her 1-year old son Jack in his playpen and turned her attention to 12-year old Julie.

"You're quite wet," she remarked.

"Yeah," Julie said. "Could I borrow a towel or something to dry my hair?"

"Absolutely," replied Rachel. "And I should probably throw your clothes in the dryer. When will your folks be home?"

"In about 2 hours, maybe a little longer," said Julie.

"Plenty of time," said Rachel. "Let me find something for you to change into. You're almost as tall as me, so I should have something. Go in that bathroom, get undressed and throw your wet clothes out. All of them; if you're like me you're wet all the way through!"

"OK, Mrs Parker, thank you so much."

"Julie, please feel free to call me Rachel, especially when it's just you and me. Your folks might want you to be more formal, and you can if you want around them. Unless you want me to call you Miss Turnbull?" Rachael and Julie both laughed at that.

"OK, Miss Turnbull, into the bathroom and out of those wet clothes."

When Rachel returned with an oversized T-shirt and some too-small-for-her shorts, Julie's clothes lay in a heap on the hall floor. She knocked on the bathroom door and Julie's hand and forearm emerged. Rachel put the dry clothes in Julie's hand and said, "these should do well enough."

From behind the door she heard Julie say quietly, "Thanks, Rachel". Julie burned at the sound of her name. "No problem," she said. "get dressed while I get our things into the dryer."

Rachel picked up Julie's clothes and went to the laundry room. As she put each piece in the dryer, she took time to examine it and feel it in her hands. And when she got to Julie's pink cotton bikini panties, she held them close to her face to take in Julie's "special" aroma. The memories of Courtney flooded back. Before she got discovered in the act, Rachel dropped the panties in the dryer.

Rachel had changed into comfortable sweat pants and a long t-shirt. She met Julie in the hallway. Julie looked too cute in Rachel's long white t-shirt. Rachel could just make out Julie's near A-cup sized breasts against the fabric. She could feel her own nipples harden inside her nursing bra.

"Let's go in the living room for a bit and get comfy," Rachel said.

Baby Jack began to fuss in his playpen as they entered the living room. From the heaviness in Rachel's breasts, she guessed Jack was hungry. Pregnancy and nursing had resulted in quite a growth spurt for Rachel's bustline. Always quite small up top, she was a full fledged B cup now, which she thought looked great on her slim 5'4" frame.

She told Julie to sit in the overstuffed chair next to the love seat, scooped up Jack and settled in the love seat with him. "I hope you don't mind, but this child needs to eat or he'll stay this cranky."

"Um, no, that's fine Rachel," said Julie a bit shyly. Rachel noticed Julie's tone, but proceeded to lift her shirt, unhook one side of her bra, and gave Jack what he was crying for.

Jack began to greedily nurse at Rachel's left breast. Rachel noticed that Julie was trying to avoid watching Jack nurse, but was having a hard time averting her eyes. Rachel decided to explore Julie's behavior.

"Did your aunt breastfeed your niece during her visit?" she asked Julie.

"Yes Rachel, she did," said Julie, still trying not to stare.

"It's OK, you can look sweetie," Rachel said. "Did your aunt do it in front of you a lot?"

"A few times a day, I guess," said Julie shyly.

"How did it feel to watch?" Rachel asked expectantly.

"Well, um..." Julie trailed off.

"What is it Julie? You can tell me."

"It, uh, made my tummy feel all fluttery and stuff," Julie said, as she began blushing.

"I see," said Rachel. "did you have to excuse yourself after you watched for a while to take care of that fluttery feeling?"

"How did you know that?" asked Julie, looking scared, her face now flush.

"Girl's intuition, that's all," said Julie. "Did your aunt or mom have any idea what you were doing?"

"Gosh I don't think so," replied Julie, now not trying to look away. She made a hard swallowing sound.

"Is your tummy fluttery now?" Rachel asked.

"Yes Rachel, it's real fluttery," Julie answered.

"OK. I need to switch sides, but I'm uncomfortable." Rachel reached up and pulled off her t-shirt. "That's better." Rachel opened her right bra cup and switched Jack to that breast. She left her left bra cup open. She noticed Julie taking all this in, squirming in her seat a bit. This went on for a few silent minutes, Rachel looking at Julie with a warm expression. Julie was enthralled. Rachel could feel her sweat pants dampening.

Rachel looked down and realized Jack had fallen asleep. "He's asleep; I need to put him in his crib. Want to help?" she asked Julie.

"S-sure," Julie said almost as if in a trance.

"Come with me." Rachel motioned to her bedroom. Julie follwed her in.

To be continued...