Having finished the magazine stories, Jon set the magazine down and started to get up. "I wish that I can be there for my baby." Jon said, not agreeing with the idea that men couldn't care for their babies.
Feeling a bit hungry, Jon went into the kitchen and fixed himself a light mid-morning snack. Rather than his usual snack of junk food, Jon had a banana, a glass of milk, and a small yogurt. As he was finishing cleaning up after his snack, Jon hear the baby starting to fuss. Rather than rush right up, Jon knew that it would be best to let her fuss a little, but to get to her before she got real mad.
Giving the kitchen one last look over to make sure that he had cleaned up everything, Jon headed up stairs to the nursery. "How is my big girl?" Jon asked as he entered the room. The baby stopped fussing and, so Jon thought, smiled at him. "That is my big girl." Jon said, picking up the baby.
As Jon changed, and cleaned up the messy diaper, he continued a running dialogue with the baby. He seemed to remember reading somewhere that this was a good thing to do.
Once the baby was again dressed in clean diapers and a clean outfit, she began rooting around to find Jon's slightly swollen breasts.
Knowing that nothing had happened the first time, Jon was more willing to allow the baby to latch on to one nipple and sucked.
Jon relaxed, enjoying the feeling of contentment as the baby sucked. Even more, Jon enjoyed the slowly growing pleasurable sensations from the active nipple all the way to his toes, with a short stop at his crotch.
As earlier, the baby sucked on the first breast for about fifteen minutes. Once she finished, Jon bounced the baby a bit and was rewarded with a burp. He then positioned her against his other breast, to which she quickly latched onto. The pleasurable sensations came a bit quicker and grew stronger. Jon didn't notice that while the sensations were close to sexual, he did not have an erection.
After about another fifteen minutes, the baby seemed to have finished sucking on Jon's breasts. Jon lay her across his shoulder and gently patted her back to soon be rewarded with a loud burp.
"My, that was a big one, my little girl." Jon said. "I have no idea where you are getting all of that gas."
Since the baby didn't seem to be tired, Jon lay a baby blanket on the living room floor and lay the baby down. He then set a baby town near her and sat down on the floor near her. Jon found it surprising fulfilling to play with the little baby who could move, without much control, her arms and legs.
After a long half hour of play, the baby girl started to act fussy and tired.
Jon picked her up and carried her back up to the nursery where he changed her wet diaper and gently rocked her to sleep, singing her a lullaby. Well after the baby had fallen asleep, Jon stood and gently lay her into the crib. He then backed out of the room and returned to his room.
Knowing that he didn't have a lot of time before the baby woke again, Jon decided that he had best take a shower while he had a chance. He quickly stripped. He looked at his still under-developed physique, his hand fell on the rock as he leaned forward to look closer into the mirror. "I wish "
