I was clueless about what to say now, so I sought more advice. I pretended to get a little emotional, I said “dear mother’s milk is the most nutritious thing on this planet. Why are you so hell bent on wasting it. If I can drink it because it helps an old man, then why not”?
After some thought, she said “this is very weird but if you so strongly feel it will help you then I will keep it in the fridge from next time”. I kissed her hands and forehead saying “now you are finally talking like my best friend Anjali. Thank you so much dear”.
Then we retired to our rooms for an afternoon nap. We normally have evening tea around 5-5.30pm. so according to the plan I left my door ajar enough for her to peep in while I got busy watching porn on my mobile and stroking my seven inches all exposed lying on my bed.
As expected I heard her footsteps approaching my door because she wears anklets which jingle when she walks. I started stroking harder while pretending to look at my phone but was actually keeping a watch on the door from the corner of my eye.
Anjali called pushing the door open “papa tea is ready”. She was in shock when she saw me and quickly retreated. Then I saw her peeping again inside with her eyes wide seeing me stroke my big cock.
After she had a good long look she went away. This was just what I needed to shoot another big load. Then I joined her in the living room. There was an awkward silence between us. Then I said “I am sorry for what happened Anjali”.
She quickly said “no papa, it was my fault, I should have knocked before entering”. Her face had turned crimson when she spoke. I said “well all this is because of my loneliness and I cannot control myself. I am sure you would also be doing the same because Hansh does not give you bedroom time either…”.
Anjali stayed quiet when I said this looking down at her tea cup. Then after a while she said “papa just forget what happened… One more thing, I have kept the milk in the fridge for you”. Then we generally chatted about other things.
After finishing tea I went to the fridge and drank her milk. It was so tasty. I have sucked my wife’s tits too when she was breastfeeding Anjali but I have to admit that Anjali’s milk was much more tastier. After relishing her milk I went to her room, she was busy checking something on her phone.
I sat on her bed next to her and said “thank you for the milk Anjali, it was so tasty and refreshing”. She blushed heavily and whispered “thank you papa, I am feeling weird that you liked it so much”. I said “I can already see that you are feeling much better after using the pump”.
She said “yes papa, the pump is really helping”. I added “yes the pump is helping me too”. I laughed when I said this, Anjali blushed but quickly started laughing. I held my arms open while looking at her, she quickly turned and hugged me warmly.
She said “thank you so much papa. You have done so much for me that I don’t feel mom’s absence anymore. I love you papa” saying this she kissed my cheek this time. I too kissed her back on her cheek.