The warmth of her palm reflected the heat from his bottom back at him, making him feel like somehow he had been involuntarily drawn into an illicit act. Only the sensation of having his bottom completely cupped in her hand reminded him that what he was feeling wasn’t a prelude to sex, but the natural sensations of closeness a naked baby feels when he is carried by his mother. The tiny erection that had been growing next to Kimberly’s blouse wilted with the realization of his infant status and he appeared normal as she lowered him into the playpen to wait while she took Deedee to the nursery for her diaper change.

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