Chapter 15: Massage

Words : 888 Updated : Sep 18th, 2025

"Gideon, quick, please, what am I supposed to do? It hurts so bad I can barely stand it." The moment Alexa saw me, she looked like she'd just found a lifeline. Her blouse hung open, most of the buttons undone. Her breasts, nearly twice their usual size, spilled into view. She had clearly just tried to nurse the baby. "Goodness, how did they swell up this much all of a sudden!" I blurted, trying not to stare at those pale, heaving mounds. At that, Alexa shot a resentful glare at her mother-in-law and said, "She kept feeding tonics to me. Three meals a day of steamed carp left me engorged. I kept trying to get my milk to come out, but nothing happened. All the squeezing just made me ache." I understood at once. During the postpartum month, older relatives love to insist on rich tonics, but it's not always a blessing. For someone like Alexa, lots going in with no way to drain it means engorgement in just a few days. Knowing the cause, I didn't rush in. I took a moment to think it through. Andy saw me frown and figured that was bad news. He rushed to say, "Gideon, please help. The baby is so hungry he has no strength left." I waved him off and said, "She overdid it on the tonics. That makes this tricky. I have an idea, but I'm not sure you'll go for it." Alexa brightened at once. "I'll do anything if it stops the pain." I hesitated, then said, "Massage." Andy's smile froze. His face darkened as he shook his head. "That won't work. How about you show me, and I'll do it." "No. The first time is the hardest. I'll clear most of the blockage now. After that, you can take over." Watching Andy deflate, I felt a flicker of secret satisfaction. For all his swagger, he still had to let me massage his wife's breasts. "Enough," Alexa snapped. "Let him do it. I trust Gideon." When Andy drew breath to argue, she cut him off with a glare. "Do you want your son to starve?" He sighed. "Fine, fine. Go ahead." Using silence as an excuse, I sent the others out. Then I told Alexa to undress. She hesitated, a little embarrassed, but she undressed. The generous swell of her breasts lay exposed before me. I swallowed and had her lie flat on her back. I set my hand right on her breast, working the pressure points to open the milk ducts with a gentle, steady touch. Alexa had gone tense, bracing for pain, yet the moment my hand moved, her face eased into a surprised, stifled kind of relief. "Alexa, relax," I said, laying my other hand on her other breast. Her boobs were so big that one hand couldn't even cover one of them. I worked the acupoints on one side, then moved to the other. "Oh my, why does this feel so good?" Alexa's lips parted, warm, sweet breaths coming out in soft little puffs. Her gaze turned hazy as she looked at me. "Gideon, more. Press harder." "Easy. We'll take it slow," I murmured with a low chuckle. I rubbed her soft flesh in measured strokes, using just the right amount of pressure, enough to keep her from crying out uncontrollably while I watched a delicate flush bloom across her fair skin. "Good, Gideon. Keep going."

Chapter 15: Massage

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