"I have plenty of PTO, so I'm just going to use some," Stacy said. "I don't think it would be good to bring you to work and nurse you, and I don't want the milk to go to waste."
"So you'll keep breastfeeding me?" Mike asked, trying not to sound too eager. His excitement was noticed, however, judging by Stacy and Jim's chuckles.
"For now, yes. Depending on how long this goes on...well, let's just say that we'll have to play this whole thing by ear," Jim said. He took Mike from Stacy. "For now, you need to go back to sleep."
"No arguments here," Mike sighed. With his belly full of warm milk, he was sleepy. As Jim carried him to his room, his eyes slowly drifted shut.
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"Okay, I know it's good for him to sleep, but it's starting to hurt," Stacy's voice said, waking Mike. He looked around. They were at the mall and he was in a stroller.
"Fine," Jim's voice said. The stroller came to a stop. Jim crouched down. "Oh, he's up!"
"Just woke up," Mike said, stretching his arms. "What's going on?"
"We needed to get some more supplies, so we came to the mall," Jim said. "Stacy's getting pretty full, though, so she says it's time for you to have some breakfast." Mike's tummy rumbled. Jim chuckled. "I can hear that you agree."
Jim unbuckled Mike, stood, and handed him to Stacy, who was already sitting down with a blanket over her chest. She took Mike under the blanket, where her breasts were free of her bra. Mike eagerly latched on.
As Mike nursed...