Mom and Balloon man

[Givemeextra]

Even worse was if I had the agonizing task of being with them when they went out, Raj would grab her ass and squeeze it right in front of me as well as everybody else in the neighbourhood. As soon as they would find a slightly more discrete place he would feel her up, pull down her top and even start sucking on her tits. My grandma was surprisingly happy with all of this. She just loved babies and didn't seem to care what was going on as long as there was a new baby in the house. When I was younger, she would tease me about how cool it would be for my parents to give me a brother or sister; I resented that as I loved being an only child; I was used to get my way and now all of that was out the window!

One day we were guests at my grandma and Raj started his boob licking routine in front of her and I, albeit they were in the next room, we could still see them as they were in plain sight. "I wish he would stop playing with her breasts", I cried to my grandma as I watched Raj rubbing my mom's tits and jiggling them as they oozed milk on his fingers. She gave them a quick glance and looked back at me, "You know Romy, I remember when your mom was breastfeeding you as a baby and as I recall she seemed to enjoy that very much...I think she's enjoying this. Raj told me that he'd like to have another baby as soon as your new baby brother or sister is born." my grandma told me.


"Gimme a break grandma, I really don't wanna hear this, OK?!", I said hoping this would make her shut up.

"It also mean she's going to develop a liking of her milky boobies being sucked as she's preparing to give birth...", she continued as though I was just talking to myself! "...once she gets a liking for that, it won't be too difficult to keep them full long after the baby has arrived. Keeping her breasts full of milk will induce her into wanting to be pregnant again and she will ask Raj to give her another one!" 

I was ready to smash my plate in her head; I was shaking with anger knowing deep down inside that she was probably right. As a kid I'd heard the joke that a kid hated his baby brother so he rubbed arsenic on his mother's breasts to kill him, but somehow his father fell victim to his ploy...somehow this impractical plan seemed like an excellent idea to me!

A few days later, my father called and said that he was in town for a few days and that he wanted to come by an pay me a visit. As I remember he was really opposed to divorcing my mom, I never really understood why until I saw him cry relentlessly when they finally sealed the deal that I realized how much he still loved her. I couldn't bear that he would see my mom in that stage of pregnancy looking like an over inflated love doll, to top that off I knew that Raj would be around and I knew that his presence and his annoying antics with my mom would drive my dad insane.