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Sir Leslie Stephen lay with his backrest propped up against the pillows of his infirmary bed. Although he was getting better at it, he was still struggling to work his laptop with his good arm in a cast. His altogether right script was suspended in a contraption holding the ivory of his hand in property while they healed. It was still a little unsettling to look at the small cables penetrating through his skin on the back of his hand and going all the way though to his palms.

He 'd been helping his uncle put in a new service department door when it had fallen and trapped his hand. Luckily it had n't cut into him or damaged any venous blood vessel, but it had broken three of the metacarpal bone and cause a lot bruising.

Stephen had been here for four sidereal day now. Not that he 'd sleep much on the beginning nighttime mind you. other than patience, which he was still struggling with, he could n't really encounter game with one hired hand. Despite having no alternative but to try he just could n't organize his left hired man to do what he normally did with his right. Stephen had watched everything new on Netflix that he had n't already seen by now and would just give birth to get watching things from the first again.

He looked out the magnanimous window to see the elucidate blueness sky punctuated by an occasional fluffy swarm. Turning back he reminded himself that the early three beds were now empty.

On his starting time Night there had been three of them in there. One old guy who needed an oxygen tank to breath ; from the looking of him he 'd been a heavy smoker all his life. The other guy had been much closer to Stephen 's own age. Jason was twenty three and had hurt his hand too but he 'd simply burned himself repairing a car engine. He 'd keep back Stephen company for almost the full day before going abode just after the evening meal. They had enough in commons to keep each other caller by talking about gaming, moving picture, music and a lot of early poppycock too.

Sir Leslie Stephen kind of felt like he 'd rather be alone than have an old guy again. He felt horrifying for thinking that but for him it was confessedly. The Doctors and nursemaid were groovy and really paid aid to him, but when there was nobody else in the way he did n't see as many of them coming and going.

He looked out the window again as he watched a passenger planing machine senior high up in the sky as it left a E. B. White trail behind it. Stephen then turned his restless nous back to see someone coming in to way again. He could differentiate the difference between someone walking past and someone actually coming in to see him.

carol walked in with one of the junior nurses. The pair acknowledged him before checking the tidiness early beds. Christmas carol then came over to him while the early nursemaid left again.

'' How are you this first light ? '' she asked him.

'' Good, '' Stephen replied. `` I 'm sleeping a little better, '' he then added.

'' How 's the paw ? '' Carol came around to the other side of the bed to check on it.

'' I tried going without painkiller to see how it feels, '' he began. `` Although it still hurts it 's the itchiness that 's the rack up. ``

'' That 's pretty normal, '' she explained as she touched his finger tips one at a prison term. `` How 's the feeling in your hand. ``

'' Still tingles a little, but the feeling is pretty good. ``

'' Good. ``

'' Did you have a good day off ? '' Stephen then asked.

'' It was nice thanks, '' she answered. `` Not as nice as today, '' she then remarked on the weather.

Christmas carol then walked around to the early side of the bed. By Stephen 's guessing she was about 40 and she was about five foot two with shortstop blonde hair. Her blue centre were seemed to glow with the shiny blue air sky outside. Although cypher could call her fat she was definitely curvier than most of the nurses. Stephen could n't be certain where her grown measurement was ; around her hips or her bust. She then unexpectedly sat down on the visitant 's hot seat beside him.

'' Nina said you were a piddling distracted yesterday. A slight out of sorts. Is everything O.K. ? '' she then asked.

'' certainly, '' he answered.

Christmas carol could narrate there was something on his mind. While still sitting down she reached out and pushed out the pall a little so that it blocked Stephen 's purview from the door.

A likeable grinning then graced her nerve before she spoke.

'' For to the highest degree XVIII year olds it 's pretty rule for them to ... release themselves most days. ``

Stephen knew instantly what she meant but stayed silent.

'' It 's very normal matter to do, '' she reassured him.

He still did n't say anything.

'' I 'm an experienced nurse. I 've heard it all before. ``

carol checked over her articulatio humeri to see if there were any silhouettes at the doorway.

'' How often do you masturbate ? '' she asked softly but directly.

Stephen swallowed.

'' Once a day, twice a day, every twosome of sidereal day, '' she tried to gauge him.

'' Once a day, '' he then committed himself, `` sometimes twice. ``

Carol smiled a picayune. But there was nada malicious or even prankish about her smirk.

'' I guess it 's been a few solar day since you 've done it then, '' she confirmed.

Sir Leslie Stephen nodded.

'' If you want I could do it for you, '' she began.

Stephen 's eye 's widened.

'' There 's no motivation to be embarrassed. I 've seen every kind bodily fluid there is. ``

'' It 's okay, '' Sir Leslie Stephen 's interpreter spluttered. `` I 'll be okay. ``

'' It 's not something that we 're really supposed to do ; but I know a couple of other nanny who 'd do it if you do n't need me to do it. I know it 's not an easy thing to get your head around for someone to do that sort of thing for you. It 's normally the variety of thing that you 'd only let your girlfriend do. Or swain, '' she then corrected her phrasing.

Stephen 's eyes wandered away.

'' Anyway, if you want me to then just founder me a vociferation, '' she repeated her offer.

Carol patted Stephen gently on his thigh then left him in peace.

When she got out of sight, Stephen 's philia started hammering inside his bureau. He was struggling to get over what Carol had said and how bold she 'd been.



Stephen could n't settle to anything. No matter what he tried to watch or do he just was n't felicitous with it. As it was coming to the end of the eve, the nurse closed the mantle to keep out the affected glow of the street lighting.

Christmas carol 's gossip had put him on edge so now he looked out to the corridor at every single footfall. Since this aurora he had n't seen Carol ; till now.

Without stepping into the room she looked in towards him and smiled. She was readying herself to go home and was adjusting her coat onto her shoulders. Just as she was about to allow his sight, Stephen spoke.

'' Carol, '' he tried to say as his pharynx choked up. He was almost surprised that she 'd heard him.

She turned gracefully before parading in towards his bed. Carol stood beside him wand waited for him to talk.

'' You know what you spoke about before, '' Stephen began.

'' Yes, '' she smiled.

'' Could you ... I think I want to try, '' he stumbled his password. `` Help me to relax. ''

'' for sure, '' she replied. `` I 'll deck off my pelage and get a twosome of things. ``

Carol headed out the door again before coming back a two or three transactions later.

'' I got a span of the substantially baseball mitt, '' she waved them in her hand.

Sir Leslie Stephen 's philia was already pounding but it was still able to step it up a pass when she showed him the glove. He now did n't jazz if he could go through with it but he could n't image out how to tell her he 'd changed his mind either.

Christmas carol drew the curtain all the way around her bed. Stephen gazed at her with every step. She wheeled away the streetcar tabular array with Stephen 's laptop on before she pulled on the latex boxing glove like she 'd done a yard times before.

'' Are you sure cipher 's going to total in on us ? '' he asked.

'' No. It 's fine, '' she reassured him.

She placed the modest bottle of lubricant on the bed and made eye contact with him. `` We can use this if we think we need it, '' she said to him.

Carefully lifting the covers, she pulled them down towards the foot of the bed. Stephen was wearing a pair of let loose try-on shorts over his Boxer shorts. Prompted by Carol 's body language, he supported himself on the bed and tried to purloin his hips as she dragged down both span of drawers in one smooth gesture. They slipped down easily and she took them all the way down to his ankles.

Sir Leslie Stephen took his script away from the rail and placed it over his groin. She touched his bridge player for a moment before lifting it away.

'' Just relax. ``

Stephen tried to relax but his torso was so tense. Christmas carol lifted his flaccid cock and held it in her palm before wrapping her thumb around it. The latex gloves felt unknown against his skin as she began to make diminutive stroking motion. She was slow at first so that he could get used to the sensation.

It took a moment for anything to happen but slowly he began to grow in her grip. She continued the slow rubbing apparent motion as his prick got harder and harder. Soon his foreskin became closely an his helmet began to poke out the top. Nina had told him how generously he was endowed after she 'd given him his first shower. Christmas carol had thought Nina was just exaggerating but she really was n't.

When his rooster finally came to it 's full length it had to be almost ten inch. Sir Leslie Stephen 's stopcock was standing upright and carol began to quicken her strokes a little.

Christmas carol wanted to compliment him on the size of it of his turncock but knew it would be inappropriate. `` Just distinguish me if I 'm going too fast, '' she looked him in the eye.

Stephen slid down the bed a niggling to get himself more comfortable. He had to drop off one of his ankle out of the drawers so that he could move his leg. Managing to spread his ramification a little Stephen relaxed. The cold bars at the slope of his bed did n't bother him that much as his thigh pressed against them.

With slow and deep chance event Christmas carol manipulated his full length in her helping hand until the brain of his shaft disappeared with her reach. She began to race up just a petty as the head of his cock developed a little moistness around it. Carol was almost tempted to come out both hands around it but she had to be master and not try enjoy this herself. This was for Stephen 's benefit.

She smiled towards him but found that he was n't looking back. His head listed off to the incline as he tried to bump off himself from the situation.

'' How are you feeling ? '' she spoke softly.

'' Um hum, '' he acknowledged he was okay.

'' How 's my traveling bag ? '' She then asked.

'' You can go a little tighter, '' Stephen responded.

His request was unexpected but she complied.

At number one Sir Leslie Stephen 's eyes glanced into the centre of nowhere. But gradually his optic shifted onto her shapely bum. Carol 's blue jean showed off her figure far better than her hospital clothes.

'' So ... '' she began, `` what sort of affair do you think about when you ... do this for yourself. ``

At first Stephen only licked his lip to wash them ; but he did n't speak.

'' Do you have a dearie actress, soul on TV, '' she offered suggestions. `` A lot of guys look at picture show online now. Back when I was young a think my mother finding my brother 's hoard of dingy powder magazine. ``

Stephen did n't say anything but he did appear up and meet her gaze.

'' Do n't worry, '' she reassured him. `` I keep telly you his form of thing has been normal since the beginning of time. We look at all conformation and sizes of dead body the unit time. There 's nothing more natural than the human body and there 's nothing to be ashamed of. ``

carol experimented with a few fast virgule every so often. Stephen did n't object.

'' Pictures mostly, '' he then admitted.

Carol smiled softly at his reply.

'' Do you ... do matter for yourself when you 're not with your husband ? '' Stephen then asked. He 'd asked the inquiry before his wit could recite him to stop.

'' Not married any more. I have a sorting of on-off fellow, '' she explained.

Sir Leslie Stephen gulped. Carol 's response was swift and candid. He 'd almost expected to be upset by the impertinence of his questioning of her.

'' Make 's it sound worse than it is. He 's kind of a fellow. We 're not wide-cut sentence together. We 're just kind of ... fuck buddies. ``

Sir Leslie Stephen 's unharmed physical structure tensed up. Including a tightening in his turncock. He was shocked by her continuing openness. Surprising considering what she was already doing for him.

'' Women watch porn too. Sometimes. ``

'' Do you ? '' he asked.

She tightened her grip on him and gave a few deep shot right to the radical of his cock.

'' Sometimes, '' Carol replied cheekily.

'' What kind ? '' he chanced asking her.

She squeezed him again mischievously.

'' Just couples, '' she began, `` sometimes threesomes with two guys, or two female child. Nothing too risqué. ``

Stephen could feel the hotness inside his dick as if he was about to cum but he knew he was nowhere near yet. He used his digit to lift up the skin of his balls to clear then a little more comfortable.

She looked down to see his scrotum Menachem Begin to tighten up. carol was beginning to the feel a fiddling hot herself. What she was doing was to help Stephen ; but she was beginning to enjoy it in a way that she knew she should n't be.

She ill-treat down the bed a short and looked deeply into his eyes. carol set her elbow joint down and the bed between his legs. As she leaned over the bed he could now see the full outline of her breast. He watched her full boob moving inside her top a little as she wanked for him.

He moved his leg a fiddling and inadvertently his thigh pushed up against her breasts. Stephen could experience the underwire of her bra digging into him.

Carol did n't make a motion her breasts away from him. She could feel her nipple rubbing back and forth against his leg. They began to get harder and harder and harder.

'' Kind of spirit like we 're one of those movies right now, '' she joked.

Stephen smiled. But his smile was soon broken by a silhouette being cast over the curtains. He 'd beget used to people walking past but there were two phantom standing in the doorway.

carol noticed his gaze. `` It 's okay, '' she whispered as she placed her hand on his.

Sir Leslie Stephen could n't unwind until the two figures walked away again. He felt the grasp on his rooster release and as he looked over to what she was doing he found her putting a bantam bit of lubricant in the palm of her glove. The sound of the lubricator lid snapping closed almost sounded as flash as a gunshot.

Carol stepped up near the top of the bed again before she wrapped her script around him. The coolness of the gel made him jump and niggling at first base touch ; but his roasting hot cock soon began to warm up it up.

The slipping and slopping noise felt like they were going to be heard out in the corridor but Carol was n't worried by it.

As she continued to fuck off for him he could feel himself getting closer all the time. She leaned over the bed and even cupped her hand around the side of his font. Stephen almost nuzzled into the feel of her script but her hand pulled his fount closer to her breast. Even though his face did n't impact him he could feel their warmth.

carol noticed his foot began to jiggle and matte up that he was getting close.

'' Just tell me when, '' she told him.

Sir Leslie Stephen 's center closed as he got closer to the end and his head teacher arched back against the pillows.

'' Almost there, '' he whispered. `` Almost there. ``

His hired hand moved to the inside of his thigh. It was comparable electricity surging around his veins.

'' It 's approve, '' she whispered back to him. `` Just relax. ``

'' I 'm going to .... Carol ! ``

Just before she felt the initiatory twinge of his cock she moved her grip so that she caught the cum as it was released from him. She could find the hotness as it hit the inside of her glove. She tried to cup the end of his cock without squeezing it so that his cum could flow freely.

His whole stomach tightened as if he were doing crunches. After the first twinges, Stephen 's prick gave three more stiff twist before the front began to subside. When she could feel his cock Begin to lessen she used her finger and thumb to gently milk the last little bit of cum from around his head and clean it away.

What moisture was there would n't hold a mountain anymore and might sense unspoilt than drying it off with a tissue or cloth. She had to hold on one bridge player raised like a cup to keep the hot and sticky cum from dripping down over her wrist.

After giving Stephen a few moments to frame himself before she helped him put his other foot back into his shorts. She pulled them up till he could get harbor of them with his good hand and could aid get them up over his hips.

They looked each early in the eye for a moment.

'' See you tomorrow, '' she smiled at him.

Stephen was still trying to get his head together but managed to reply. `` See you tomorrow, '' his representative said softly.

Still trying to balance the cum in her handwriting she used her free manus to pull the bedcovers back up over him. To give him a little air she also pulled back one of the drapery from around his bed before disappearing around the niche. He watched her silhouette departure the room as she went towards the tub room.

Carol made a loose fist while still trying to keep the cum from dripping out of her hand. Another Nurse exited the bathroom as she was about to recruit. She pushed her way through before the doors fully shut. As she stood in presence of the mirrors she looked at the milky cream in her paw and examined it. Deep flannel dapple ran through the opaque fluid.

She could smell the exotic scent from it as she had it so close to her brass. Just as she was about to wash it off her hand. But she then stopped.

Making one last check of the bathroom she looked at the fluid in the palm of her hand again. With a swift bm she lapped her tongue out and fed it into her mouth. It was so boneheaded that it all clung together and when she sucked in the rest of it ; it was like sucking on spaghetti.

The sweet and salty cum tasted so serious that it more than made up for the guilt feelings she felt over doing it. She savoured it for a few moments before she heard the outer room access orifice and she had to eat up it. Christmas carol only had sufficiency time to swallow once and had to let the residue of it trickle down the interior of her throat. It was still warm and it felt like melted chocolate dribbling down her neck.

Nina walked in and acknowledged her before pulling her vaping kit out of her sac.

'' Sorry, '' Nina waved the vaping kit for Carol to see. She used the bathrooms as lots for a sneaky vape as what they were supposed to be used for. She went into one of the stalls and soon the commencement pennant of grey vapour began to waft through the air.

carol just ignored it as always because she was n't doing anyone any harm. As she removed the glove to bin them, something caught her eye in the mirror. A low droplet of Andrew Dickson White cum clung to her lip, in realising that Nina must have seen it too she licked it off with her tongue and cleaned the rest of the grounds. She then made a blue-belly exit .