My sister’s marriage got fixed recently. Because of that, now she is not sent out for any jobs including as the helping hands of the milking lady. In my sisters place amma decided to send me instead as it would give some money, however small it might be. Reluctantly I had to go to the milker’s house in my summer vacation. Her house was a small one. I called out her name and she came out. She was in her traditional mundu and blouse dress. Probably since being at home, she was not using any thorthemunde as pallu to cover her enormous big boobs or the cleavage. I was instantly awestruck by the figure in front of me. She was sweating probably from the work she was doing inside. Her navel was so deep and her cone like shaped blouse and the cleavage above it was inviting in her bend down posture. She asked me where my sister is. I told her that she wont come any more as her marriage is fixed. Instead I was asked by my mother to come and assist you. She looked bit hesitant and looked at me from top bottom. “Will you be able to help me on everything? Do you know milking?” She asked me. I told that I don’t know but I can learn. She told “well I have to see how quick you learn”.
She asked me to come inside. Her house was a small one with very less things around. The floor was made of dried cow dung. She was searching for something. In that chance that I got, I gazed over her navel. She got two vessels with one filled with water. Taking booth she turned towards me and asked me to follow her. She was going outside through the backdoor to her courtyard. There 4 cows was standing idle, tied to the coconut trees. She went near one of them and sat down by its side. She took the vessel filled with water in her hand and started sprinkling water at the cow udder. The cow shrugged and moved a bit. All the while I was not watching her moves, but watching her cleavage and the boobs that could be seen from that view. The cleavage opened and closed as she moved her hands. In that sitting posture her boobs are pushing up over her blouse giving the impression that it might spill out any time.
As she looked at me she saw my gaze at her assets before I could take my eyes off her. But she made no attempts to hide her assets or sit in a different position. She behaved as if she is too busy to bother on those. She asked “do I have to pay your mom to stand there like that. Now move your bun and make sure that the cow is pacified and doesn’t move”. I quickly moved into action, but I didn’t know what to do. Sensing my ignorance she told me to hold the cow’s leg from a side and massage it slightly from up and down. I did just as she told. She sprinkled water a few more time and then took one of the teats on the udder and pulled it through. A small spray of milk came out of it. She took the empty vessel and placed it on the ground under the cow and started milking the cow. Though her actions were fast, I could grasp every frame of it in slow motion. I felt pretty excited at seeing her milk the cow. Her thumb finger and first finger formed a small ring like shape and squeezed the cow’s teats with it from top to bottom. Her hands made the teat stretch forcing out the milk in the end. I really felt the action very exciting. Her ring like shaped fingers was really tight for the teats. It was gliding through the wet teat lubricated from water forcing the milk from it in the end.