Milk Fed by Melissa Broder

Author:Melissa Broder
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scribner
Published: 2021-02-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 37

Miriam had bungled the light timer. Now the Schwebels’ basement was pitch-black. Ayala said that she left me some clothes down there, and I felt around on the bed until I found a pair of soft wool pajamas. I wondered if I should go back up and try to find a flashlight, or if you were even allowed to use flashlights on Shabbat.

I thought about turning on the bathroom light. But I didn’t want to break Shabbat in their house. I figured light was more of a big deal than heat, since it was the first thing god did in the Bible, or whatever. I felt my way in the dark to the toilet and peed in the blackness. I wasn’t going to be able to brush my teeth. On my way out, I stepped on one of Ezra’s toys and it squeaked noisily. After the squeak, I heard a giggle. Then Miriam’s voice called down from upstairs.

“Rachel, is that you?”

I saw a light beaming from the top of the stairs.

“What are you doing down there in the dark?” she called. “Let me bring you a candle.”

I heard her tiptoe down the stairs. Then I saw her white feet in the dark. She was wearing a pair of baby-blue cotton pajamas and was holding a pair of tea light candles in small glass jars. She had no bra on, and her breasts and belly heaved up and down.

“Here,” she said, handing me the candles. “Sorry, I’m bad with the timer.”

“Thanks,” I said.

“Is this bed all right? And Ayala’s pajamas?”

“Everything is great,” I said. “So comfortable.”

“Good,” she said. “I want you to feel at home here.”

I put the candles on top of the nightstand, which was really an end table that had been pulled next to the sofa bed. I sat down on the bed but did not invite her to come sit with me. I felt nervous and strange, but also excited to have her so close and unbound, near me in the candlelight. She was wearing underwear, and I could see them through her pajamas. I could tell that they were full underwear, like granny panties, and I couldn’t help but think about what her pussy smelled like under there. I wondered if she was wet. Then I felt guilty for wondering that.

“You’re sure you’re not creeped out down here?” she asked.

“No,” I said.

“Well, why don’t I stay a bit, just in case, until you fall asleep.”

She sat down on a cushiony chair across from the sofa bed.

“Okay,” I said, but I didn’t get under the covers. I imagined going over to the chair, facing her and rubbing up against her body like a cat. I imagined grabbing the back of her head and kissing her forcefully, our teeth clicking together, her gorgeous tongue in my mouth. I imagined opening her pajama top and seeing those tremendous breasts, sucking each of them.

“Why don’t you get into bed?” she asked.

“Okay,” I said.

I lifted up the sheets and blankets, crawled under them.

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