Even Anjali behaved like nothing ever happened so I also played along by not talking about it. The one pleasant change that happened now is that she was wearing a different t-shirt and long skirt.
This was quite a welcome change from the sarees and Punjabi suits that she always wore earlier when with me. Then we sat on the sofa watching TV. I was again in lying down with my head on her lap.
Her lovely big tits were right above my face and my warm breath was directly hitting them. I mustered the courage and touched one of her boobs lightly. Anjali quickly removed my hand saying “papa what are you doing”?
I said “I can at least try to touch and feel your beautiful boobs…”. Now she remained quiet, so taking her silence as a yes I touched her boobs again gently feeling them. I looked at her, she had turned to watching TV.
When my fingers gently brushed her nipples, her breathing began to quicken. Despite wearing a bra underneath I could see her nipples hardening and showing thru her t-shirt. Now she whispered “papa enough now, please stop” but I ignored her words and continued.
After a few more minutes I could see wet spots appearing around her nipples. She said “papa can I go and feed the baby now”? I quickly said “why don’t you feed me instead? Your baby wont drink all your milk anyway”.
She was a little shocked at my answer, she said “what are you saying papa, no no this cannot happen”. I asked again but she flatly refused and removed my hand. She said “now get up papa, I need to go”.
She left to her room and I too followed after some time. Anjali quickly covered herself with the veil seeing me. I entered after taking her permission and sat alongside her. I said “if feeding without the veil is more comfortable then feel free to do it”.
She replied “I am comfortable with this papa”. Now my grandson was noisily sucking on her left nipple while I was staring at her covered boobs. We generally talked about usual stuff because I did not want to keep nagging her about her boobs.
My grandson moved his hands and this caused her veil to slide off one shoulder revealing one tit under her t-shirt. I saw it and Anjali too caught me staring but she did not bother to cover up this time.
Now the veil was only covering the baby’s face and the boob he was feeding on. I did not find any bra which meant she much have removed it before feeding her baby.
Overtaken by lust, I asked “Anjali can I also feed after the baby finishes? That way it will save you the extra effort of using the pump to give me the milk”? She replied “papa if you want to watch then see it like this only. What you are asking can never happen”.
Then I changed my approach and tried touching her right breast from over her t-shirt but she quickly removed my hand. I tried again and she held my hand, she said “papa please… don’t do it…”, but this time she did not remove my hand.
I could sense a little arousal in her voice so I continued gently caressing her boob with my hand. I said “Anjali your boobs are so nice and soft. I can keep caressing them forever”.