Update 2
A few days later, Suhana stepped into Aarti’s home, the familiar scent of warm spices lingering in the air. Inside, Aarti sat cross-legged on a cushioned mat, her back resting against a wooden bench. Her blouse was loose, and Guddu was nestled in her lap, latched onto her breast.
A smile touched Suhana’s lips. The boy looked peaceful, his thin fingers resting against Aarti’s breasts as he suckled in slow, steady pulls.
Aarti glanced up, irritation flickering in her eyes as she adjusted her hold on Guddu. “You’re early,” she said, shifting slightly to support his weight.
Suhana lowered herself onto the mat beside them. “I had time,” she replied, noticing the slight tension in Aarti’s movements. “When did you start feeding him?”
Aarti stroked Guddu’s hair absently. “That night, after you did. He woke up hungry, and I saw sujata and manisha feeding their BIL and FIL. And I thought—why not? He needed it.” She sighed, rubbing her forehead. “He latched on easily, like he knew exactly what to do. But he keeps asking. All the time.”
Suhana nodded, understanding. “He must have been waiting for it.”
Aarti chuckled, though there was exhaustion behind it. “Maybe. He’s been feeding well since then. Sleeps better too, but… it’s constant. I barely get a moment to myself.”
Suhana adjusted her position, tucking her legs beneath her as she watched Guddu's slow, rhythmic pulls. His lips moved steadily, his body relaxed against Aarti’s warmth. Beside her, Ramesh sat peacefully his eyes lingering on Aarti’s large breasts.
After a moment, Aarti spoke. “Guddu,” she said gently, though there was an edge to her voice. “Would you like to try Suhana Aunty’s milk?”
The boy’s eyes flickered open slightly, his mouth still latched. He hesitated.
Suhana gave a small nod of encouragement, exhaling. “It’s okay,” she said. “If you want to.”
Guddu swallowed, his gaze shifting between them.
Suhana smiled, shifting slightly to free her breast. “Come here, beta.”
Guddu hesitated for only a second before jumping onto her breasts. Suhana guided him gently, helping him latch as his lips found their place against her skin. The milk flowed easily, his body relaxing almost instantly.
Aarti watched, a small smile playing on her lips, though she rubbed her temples as if weary. She knew these boys wanted more than their milk. It was their curiosity of their aunts breast's that encouraged them to play like innocent babies. She came out of her thought, “Looks like he’s happy.”
Suhana stroking his hair looked down to see guddu, pressing her nipple between his thumb and first finger, sucking milk out of her breast, “He is.”
And as the afternoon stretched on, they sat together, the quiet rhythm of feeding filling the space between them, though Aarti’s occasional sighs hinted at the exhaustion of it all.
