Howard shivered as he thought about how big her breasts would be in his hands if he lay with her and sucked on them the way he used to when he made love to her. Suddenly was seized with the mental image of him being held in Anita’s arms and suckled like an infant. The thought gave him a queasy sinking feeling in his stomach that made him feel more than a little ill. Anita pulled the straps over his head and down to his waist in front, then she knelt in front of him to fasten the suspenders to the buttons on the overalls. It made him feel like he was Anita’s little boy rather than her husband. “This is humiliating,” Howard thought, “I’m no bigger than a preschooler! The next thing you know, she’ll be holding my hand for me when we cross the street!”

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