An interesting mood. She greeted me at the door ina lacy nightgown, and I noticed that all the lights were dimmed, thatcandles were lit, that soft mu...sic was playing...It was obvious what shewanted from me, although she certainly was more than willing to um...givemore than she received, as it turns out.Still slightly dazed when she finally rolled off of me, I wondered aloudif something had come over her. I was being sarcastic. For all I knew,maybe women tended to get turned on for no reason. My right hand then made its way up between her ample milk bags. With another gentle motion, I cupped her left breast. It was very warm, soft, and, not surprisingly, slippery from the milk that had been leaking from it. Especially as her breast was being pressed against her by the bedding, my hand could only grasp a fraction of her milky, squishy boob. Even through her impressive bosom, I could feel her heart racing frantically.At the same time I was grabbing her breast with my right hand, I. It was a look Tim had never seen before but, somewhere in the recesses of his mind, knew how to fix it. Tim hugged her close for a few moments, whispering soft, sweet nothings to calm her mind.The nanites made themselves known and, across his vision the closed captioning, asked:” Shall we let loose a small amount of pheromones – just enough to get her over her sudden bout of fear?” Tim pressed her head a little harder into his chest and nodded yes. “Acknowledged.” A moment later, “End of. Rob would nearly always finish just ahead of Jan and head in for a shower and change into some dry clothes. He'd usually be waiting outside for her to come out of the ladies change room. He noticed that after Jan came out that the staff member would go into the ladies change room with the hose to do his cleaning.One particular morning Rob had had his shower and changed and had left the change room. The staff member had already completed cleaning the men's change room and was hosing the paths.