I'm no stranger to social engagements, but this is the first I've attended since I gave birth. My dress is chafing me and I didn't have time to pump before we left our apartment. Right now we're stuck in traffic and the only thing worse than my full, swollen breasts is the fact that we're giving a ride to my husband's best friend, Tanner Sutcliffe.

Tanner is everything I rich, entitled and all too happy to do whatever it takes to make my life miserable. When my husband suggests that his friend have a taste of my creamy nectar, I begrudgingly relent. Even though I find him vile in every way, Tanner gives me the relief I so desperately need.

Now I want more...