I woke up with Wendy’s mouth wrapped around my cock and the two uses for that particular piece of equipment were fighting for supremacy. I needed a piss but was half hard. What a dilemma.
“Don’t you ever give up?” I asked.
“Not in my nature.” Wendy stopped long enough to say.
“I sort of need to go.” I told her.
Fortunately I had a semi-private bathroom, there was access from two private rooms but you could lock the door so Wendy locked out the other room and helped me onto my crutches and naked hopped I to the toilet. I can tell you it’s hard to aim when you’re balancing on unfamiliar crutches trying to piss through half a woody and your lady friend keeps reaching around you, “accidentally” pushing her breasts into you back, and trying to help fine tune your aim. She ended up having to keep pressure on my dick to stop me trying to piss on the ceiling. This was a good sign. We finally headed back to the bed and Wendy applied a bit of lube as I hobbled after her, then she leaned forward over the bed, legs spread, displaying my idea of heaven.
Wendy said, “Fuck me David, and fuck me like we don’t know when it will happen again.”
I got behind her and slipped my now hard cock into her, right down to the balls. With most of my weight on my good foot I began stroking in and out, my hands on her perfect ass and watching that amazing view of my cock plunging in and out, feeling my balls hit her mound on each stroke. My legs against hers, my body in hers we moaned and sweated together as the heat built up. I eventually went to change positions but Wendy stopped me.
“I want to feel you cum in this position, can you manage it?” Wendy asked.
“No problem.” I grunted, and lifted the pace.
We moaned louder and I am surprised no nurses came in offering morphine or something; Wendy’s pre arranged privacy was working overtime.
Finally Wendy said, “Cum with me David, I’m going to cum.”
I increased the speed again slamming into her over and over as I felt my balls start to tingle as my orgasm approached, Wendy screamed with pleasure and I felt her spasms around my cock and looking down I saw her puckered ass hole pulsing in time.
I let go with an enormous gush deep inside her and pumped over and over as we both shuddered in the ecstasy of orgasm.
“Wow.” We said together and I pulled out of her, my cock shrinking rapidly. Wendy climbed onto the bed and I got in behind her. We cuddled for some time basking in the afterglow, me curled around her, holding a breast and breathing in her scent.
“You can’t…?” I finally started to ask the same old question.
“No David, and please don’t ask.” Wendy said.
“You must?” Half question, half statement.
“I must,” Wendy replied, “but I will come back as soon as I can and it will be forever if you want.”
“I want,” I told her, “I most certainly want.”
Wendy got out of the bed and I watched her put on her white high heels, the nurses uniform that zipped up at the front, leaving just the right amount of cleavage, and finally the hat. She straightened her stockings.
“I would love a photo of you looking like that.” I said without thinking.
Wendy smiled, sad at again parting.
“OK.”
“I love you Wendy.”
“I love you David.”
All of a sudden I was alone again, but at least not for nineteen years this time. I dozed for some time, I’m not sure how long and then I heard a voice.
“I think we are badly in need of a bed bath, aren’t we?”
I opened my eyes to see square cut white painted fingernails holding a bowl.
Close your eyes David and think of something else, truck specifications, curtain designs, times tables, just anything. For almost the first time since Wendy arrived I noticed my foot hurt.
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