I am sitting on my mommy's knee as she talks with her best friend, Amanda. I stare at my mommy's breasts as I am feeling thirsty and know that that is where milk comes from.you
"Aww look at Chloe. She wants your boobies. So funny. Just like when he worked in our office. He was always looking at girl's boobs back then."
"Chloe, don't stare at mommy's boobs. It's rude in company. Lie on my shoulder and be good."
I remember Amanda at work. She was a supervisor and I had to ask her permission to leave my work station. Us guys all had a woman who was in charge of us. I had Katy as my manager and Abi and Amanda as supervisors under her. My job was to input data into a computer terminal both quickly and accurately. Sometimes millions of pounds worth of transactions depended on me doing my job right. I was considered quite efficient, but with a tendency to be too interested in the comings and goings of the pretty women who worked there. It wasn't that I was a pervert, but I wanted to be one of them. To be a woman, just like them.
Mommy picks me up and takes me over to my playpen and tells me to play nicely.
I love my dolls and am soon playing with my Miss Serenity doll. I am engrossed in her and want to be her. I suddenly realise that I have filled my nappy. The smell is strong and I start to cry.
"I recognise that smell, Rachel. Can I change the baby?"
"Sure. You don't mind. You'll have to take her upstairs."
So it was that Amanda took me to my nursery. She gets me onto the large changing table and helps me out of my pink dress. She takes my rubber outer pants off and my silky nickers. She then gets some fresh pants and a diaper from the shelf. She takes off my diaper and makes a "eeuugh!!" face and puts it into the bin.
"Eww, what a smelly bottom, Chloe."
She wipes me and powders me and then puts me in a fresh clean diaper.
"That's better, baby."
Amanda sits me up and gives me a big cuddle. I am deep in her bosom and sniff her perfume...delicious!
She picks out a lemon dress and puts it on me. I love it because it is long enough to cover my diaper. She puts my shoes back on and takes my hand.
"Let us go and see what mommy is doing, Chloe."
"Mmmm mommy."
"That is right, pretty one. You are all clean now."
Rachel, my wife now mommy, was on her cell talking to some guy called Andrew.
"Hey baby. You look so pretty in lemon. I'm just finishing this call, ok Amanda?"
"Sure, no problem. I'll just take Chloe to her playpen."
I played with some coloured bricks and pretended not to listen to the grown ups. Mommy was flirting with Andrew and was arranging a date. I haven't met this guy, but assume he is nice. I never know and mommy doesn't care if I like him or not. I think she is feeling horny and wants his coc-k to enjoy. I don't know anything really because I am a baby girl.
Amanda is making some fresh coffee and ignoring Rachel.The smell of coffee is wonderful and it fills the designer kitchen. I notice Rachel is looking a bit annoyed with Andrew, I can't guess why. Perhaps he is not free to meet her this week. Never mind, she can always cuddle me.
Over the next few months I got to know Andrew quite well. He is often over at our house and is kind and considerate to me. Rachel is smitten with him and he is, apparently, a great fuc-k. The only thing is that when mommy is upstairs getting ready he likes to look under my dress. He flicks my cage and laughs. He likes to get me to cry, but I resist. I am not going to cry for him. I must say I don't like him and play up when I know he is visiting. Rachel tells me off but senses that I am not keen on him. He is a creep and a bully to me. I don't think he is good for Rachel either. I sense he is controlling.
When she comes down to be taken out in, for example, a blue dress. He will say, Oh I love you in your red dress, go and change we have time before the babysitter comes. Or she will be looking forward to going out to a Chinese restaurant and he knows it. He will say oh I have booked Italian. She looks cross, but doesn't complain.
No, not at all good for her.
I am at the AB Nursery School and Mrs James is teaching us the alphabet song. It is such fun and I am excited to tell mommy tonight about it and I look round to see Kim, my nanny. She waves and smiles at me as she drinks coffee with the other nannies. After school, which meets from 10.00 am to 2.00 pm I run up to Kim excitedly. She gets me into my pushchair and I tell her about the song and the fun hand actions.
At home I want to tell Kim about my misgivings about Andrew. However, what comes out is baby talk.
"Mommy has gnu boy. He not nice. He not a nice boy. Me mmmm memmmm mommy ikes im doh. Mommy is so wovely."
"There, there. Don't gabble about grown up things, baby. You will only upset yourself. Come and cuddle up to my boobies. Good girl. that's right. Snuggle wuggle woo."
I was lost in the sight and sniffy smell of Kim's boobs. She had undone her blouse to give me access. She smiled as I enjoyed myself and was allowed to suc-k gently at her nipples.
When mommy came home she looked stressed. She kissed me hello and went for a shower. When mommy came down she spoke to Kim about Andrew.
"I am feeling so damn horny. I was hoping to be stretched out tonight, but the bastard has cancelled on me. Apparently his oldest girl is not well. Shouldn't I be a priority sometimes? That's the third time he has done this to me. He says I am his top priority, but as soon as his family need him I get dumped. Wait till I talk to the bastard. fuc-king hell!!"
"I know it is annoying, but if his kid is sick?"
There was a time I would have an opinion about such matters, but I really don't understand. All I know is when I want my diaper changed and when I am hungry, either for food or booby food. They are my basic needs, I don't care about anything else. Kim is very good at giving me loving booby cuddles with her sweet, sweaty perfume. I love her attention and will miss her when she goes to uni later this year. I don't understand why mommy's guy has cancelled their date. Surely mommy comes first?
The next morning mommy comes into my nursery bedroom and opens the curtains. She looks so pretty and is wearing just nickers and bra, it is such a hot June day. She kisses me and hurriedly changes my night time diaper and puts on a fresh, clean one. I am put into a pretty white dress with little red flower details on the hem. Downstairs I am fed my breakfast in my high chair. After a while Kim arrives to look after me and take me to AB Nursery School whilst mommy goes to work.
It is a week since Andrew cancelled the date that had been arranged. Mommy hasn't spoken about it again to Kim, within my hearing. I guess because they do not agree about his priorities. Mommy thinks she should come first, his family second. I am not sure how that would work in practice because his wife and four children would have to be told, sorry I have a mistress I must obey before I look after you.
I don't think mommy cares that much. She just feels she is never his priority. Perhaps she will force his hand by speaking directly to his wife. I don't know how these things work, but one day whilst she was changing my stinky diaper she said as much to me....that is that she will need to speak to Andrew's wife. She just needed to pick the right time and place.
So it was that whilst I was in my playpen one beautiful July day my mommy sat and had coffee nearby with Victoria, Andrew's pretty young wife and mother to his three daughters and one son.
"What a lovely room, Rachel. And what a pretty baby you have. When you called you said you were a friend of Andrew and wanted to talk to me. What is this all about?"
"I am sorry to be so mysterious Vicky, you don't mind me calling you Vicky?"
"That is fine. I know you are a female supremacist, because I know your friend Katy, we went to school together. I don't get how you know Andrew?"
"Well Andrew and I have been seeing each other. We support each other, and when you went off having sex with him he met me through a dating App. I have been enjoying his coc-k for about 6 months."
"What? I don't believe you, when does he have time to meet a fuc-king slag like you?"
"Don't be rude in front of the baby please, Vicky. He finds the time. It is ok, I don't want him permanently. You can keep him.
"Gee thanks."
"Now Vicky, I am getting tired of your attitude. Please be civil. I don't want him to leave you but I think we can have a good understanding between you and me, ok?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, all this came to a head last week when he cancelled a date with me because one of your kids was ill. That is not acceptable. He should have put me first. After all, you were there to help the child, weren't you?"
"What?"
"oh don't be dumb Vicky, you know I am right."
"A dad should put his kids first."
"Andrew should have checked the kid was ok and then taken me out for a meal. I had got ready and was waiting when he rang. My proposal to you, if you agree, is that he sees me on a regular basis without you nagging him. If a kid is ill then he asks you what he should do and then you ring me. If you think he should stay with the kid, then ok, but he pays a penalty."
"What kind of penalty."
"That is between him and me, ok?"
"Let me consider what you have said. I have gone off sex with him for various hormonal reasons, but if you can deal with that horrid business then we might have a deal. Can I cuddle your baby?"
"Of course you can. Her name is Chloe. She loves cuddles, Vicky."
So it was agreed.
Vicky came over to me and lifted me out of my playpen and let me snuggle into her boobs as she drank coffee and gossiped with mommy about the latest celebrity scandal, just like old friends.
"Aww she is so cute, look she wants my titty."
"She is quite a gentle suc-k bunny, Vicky."
So it was that strangers became friends and allies. Andrew is controlled by two strong women, and I have a new set of boobs to enjoy.
Bliss