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Stephen lay with his back propped up against the pillows of his hospital bed. Although he was getting better at it, he was still struggling to make for his laptop with his expert arm in a cast. His completely right hand was suspended in a contraption holding the bones of his bridge player in place while they healed. It was still a slight unnerve 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 garage door when it had fallen and trapped his hand. Luckily it had n't cut into him or damaged any vena, but it had broken three of the metacarpal bone and get a lot bruising.

Sir Leslie Stephen had been here for four days now. Not that he 'd slept much on the starting time night mind you. Other than solitaire, which he was still struggling with, he could n't really fiddle game with one helping hand. Despite having no alternative but to try he just could n't coordinate his impart hired hand 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 have to start watching things from the scratch line again.

He looked out the heavy windowpane to see the bring in blueness sky punctuated by an occasional fluffy cloud. Turning back he reminded himself that the other three seam were now empty.

On his foremost night there had been three of them in there. One old guy who needed an O tank to breath ; from the flavour of him he 'd been a heavy tobacco user all his spirit. The other guy had been much closer to Stephen 's own age. Jason was XX three and had hurt his hand too but he 'd simply burned himself repairing a car locomotive. He 'd hold back Stephen troupe for almost the full day before going home just after the eventide meal. They had enough in usual to keep each early companionship by talking about gaming, movies, medicine and a lot of other stuff too.

Stephen sort of felt like he 'd rather be alone than have an old guy again. He felt horrible for thinking that but for him it was true. The physician and Nurses were majuscule and really paid attention 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 windowpane again as he watched a passenger plane high up in the sky as it left a white trail behind it. Stephen then turned his restless head teacher back to see someone coming in to room again. He could tell the difference between mortal walking past and someone actually coming in to see him.

Carol walked in with one of the junior nurses. The couplet acknowledged him before checking the neatness other beds. Carol then came over to him while the other nurse left again.

'' How are you this morn ? '' she asked him.

'' secure, '' Stephen replied. `` I 'm sleeping a little dear, '' he then added.

'' How 's the bridge player ? '' Christmas carol came around to the other side of the bed to hold in on it.

'' I tried going without painkillers 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 time. `` How 's the feeling in your hand. ``

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

'' goodness. ``

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

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

Christmas carol then walked around to the former side of the bed. By Sir Leslie Stephen 's guess she was about forty and she was about five foot two with short blonde hair. Her blue eye were seemed to glow with the bright Amytal sky outside. Although cipher could call her fat she was definitely curvier than most of the nurses. Stephen could n't be sure where her biggest measurement was ; around her pelvic arch or her bust. She then unexpectedly sat down on the visitor 's chair beside him.

'' Nina said you were a trivial distracted yesterday. A little out of sorts. Is everything okay ? '' she then asked.

'' certainly, '' he answered.

Carol could tell there was something on his mind. While still sitting down she reached out and pushed out the mantle a picayune so that it blocked Stephen 's purview from the door.

A likable smile then graced her human face before she spoke.

'' For almost eighteen year olds it 's pretty normal for them to ... turn 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 receive nurse. I 've heard it all before. ``

carol checked over her shoulder to see if there were any silhouettes at the threshold.

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

Stephen swallowed.

'' Once a day, twice a day, every couple of days, '' she tried to guess him.

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

Christmas carol smiled a piddling. But there was nothing malicious or even mischievous about her smirk.

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

Stephen nodded.

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

Sir Leslie Stephen 's eye 's widened.

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

'' It 's sanction, '' Stephen 's phonation spluttered. `` I 'll be okay. ``

'' It 's not something that we 're really supposed to do ; but I know a duo of other nurses who 'd do it if you do n't need me to do it. I know it 's not an easy affair to get your read/write head around for soul to do that form of matter for you. It 's normally the kind of thing that you 'd only let your girlfriend do. Or boyfriend, '' she then corrected her phrasing.

Sir Leslie Stephen 's middle wandered away.

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

Christmas carol patted Sir Leslie Stephen gently on his thigh then left him in peace.

When she got out of plenty, Sir Leslie Stephen 's heart started hammering inside his chest of drawers. He was struggling to get over what Carol had said and how bold she 'd been.



Stephen could n't settle to anything. No affair what he tried to learn or do he just was n't felicitous with it. As it was coming to the end of the eventide, the nurses closed the pall to save out the unnatural glow of the street lighting.

Carol 's comments had put him on edge so now he looked out to the corridor at every one footstep. Since this morning 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 habitation and was adjusting her pelage onto her shoulders. Just as she was about to provide his sight, Stephen spoke.

'' Christmas carol, '' he tried to say as his throat choked up. He was almost surprised that she 'd listen him.

She turned gracefully before parading in towards his bed. Christmas 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 words. `` serve me to make relaxed. ''

'' Sure, '' she replied. `` I 'll dump off my coat and get a distich of things. ``

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

'' I got a dyad of the better gloves, '' she waved them in her hand.

Stephen 's tenderness was already pounding but it was still capable to step it up a pass when she showed him the gloves. He now did n't know if he could go through with it but he could n't estimate out how to evidence her he 'd interchange his mind either.

Carol drew the curtain all the way around her bed. Stephen gazed at her with every step. She wheeled away the tram table with Sir Leslie Stephen 's laptop computer on before she pulled on the latex paint glove like she 'd done a 1000 times before.

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

'' No. It 's all right, '' she reassured him.

She placed the small bottle of lube on the bed and made eye inter-group communication 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 twosome of loose gibe boxers over his boxer shortstop. Prompted by Christmas carol 's body language, he supported himself on the bed and tried to lift his pelvis as she dragged down both distich of shorts in one suave motion. They slipped down easily and she took them all the way down to his ankles.

Stephen took his bridge player away from the railing and placed it over his groin. She touched his hand for a second before lifting it away.

'' Just relax. ``

Stephen tried to relax but his body was so tense. Christmas carol lifted his flaccid cock and held it in her palm before wrapping her thumb around it. The latex boxing glove felt strange against his skin as she began to make bantam stroking motions. She was slow up at first so that he could get used to the sensation.

It took a minute for anything to happen but slowly he began to mature in her grasp. She continued the slow friction motion as his putz got harder and harder. Soon his prepuce 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 outset exhibitor. Carol had thought Nina was just exaggerating but she really was n't.

When his shaft finally came to it 's good length it had to be almost ten inch. Stephen 's cock was standing upright piano and Christmas carol began to revivify her strokes a little.

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

Stephen slid down the bed a little to get himself more well-situated. He had to slip one of his ankles out of the boxers so that he could prompt his leg. Managing to go around his legs a little Stephen relaxed. The cold bars at the English of his bed did n't bother him that much as his thighs pressed against them.

With slow and deep separatrix Carol manipulated his to the full length in her hand until the head of his cock disappeared with her grasp. She began to rush up just a short as the drumhead of his turncock developed a little moistness around it. Carol was almost tempted to place 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 headway listed off to the side as he tried to remove himself from the situation.

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

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

'' How 's my grip ? '' She then asked.

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

His request was unexpected but she complied.

At first Stephen 's centre glanced into the heart of nowhere. But gradually his eyes shifted onto her shapely bum. carol 's dungaree showed off her chassis far better than her hospital clothes.

'' So ... '' she began, `` what kind of matter do you guess about when you ... do this for yourself. ``

At inaugural Stephen only licked his lips to moisten them ; but he did n't speak.

'' Do you stimulate a ducky actress, soul on TV, '' she offered trace. `` A lot of bozo look at pictures online now. Back when I was young a think my female parent finding my crony 's cache of unsportsmanlike magazine publisher. ``

Stephen did n't say anything but he did reckon up and come across her gaze.

'' Do n't worry, '' she reassured him. `` I keep telly you his kind of thing has been normal since the beginning of time. We look at all shapes and sizes of physical structure the whole prison term. There 's nothing more natural than the homo body and there 's nothing to be ashamed of. ``

Carol experimented with a few fast strokes every so often. Stephen did n't object.

'' Pictures mostly, '' he then admitted.

Carol smiled softly at his reply.

'' Do you ... do thing for yourself when you 're not with your married man ? '' Stephen then asked. He 'd asked the question before his brainiac could secernate him to stop.

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

Stephen gulped. Carol 's reaction was Sceloporus occidentalis and open. He 'd almost expected to be upset by the impertinence of his questioning of her.

'' shuffling 's it sound worse than it is. He 's kind of a swain. We 're not wax time together. We 're just form of ... fuck brother. ``

Sir Leslie Stephen 's totally body tensed up. Including a tightening in his cock. 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 thick strokes right to the base of his cock.

'' Sometimes, '' carol replied cheekily.

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

She squeezed him again mischievously.

'' Just pair, '' she began, `` sometimes threesomes with two guys, or two fille. zippo too risqué. ``

Stephen could feel the hot pants inside his cock as if he was about to cum but he knew he was nowhere penny-pinching yet. He used his finger's breadth to lift up the pelt of his Lucille Ball to piddle then a little more comfortable.

She looked down to see his scrotum begin to stiffen up. Christmas carol was beginning to the tone a little hot herself. What she was doing was to help Sir Leslie Stephen ; but she was beginning to enjoy it in a way that she knew she should n't be.

She step down the bed a fiddling and looked deeply into his oculus. carol set her elbow down and the bed between his ramification. As she leaned over the bed he could now see the fully lineation of her breast. He watched her full breasts moving inside her top a little as she wanked for him.

He moved his leg a little and inadvertently his second joint pushed up against her breasts. Sir Leslie Stephen could feel the underwire of her bra digging into him.

Carol did n't move her breasts away from him. She could feel her nipples rubbing back and Forth River against his leg. They began to get severe and harder and harder.

'' kind of feels 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 gotten used to people walking past but there were two shadows standing in the doorway.

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

Stephen could n't slack up until the two figures walked away again. He felt the grasp on his cock release and as he looked over to what she was doing he found her putting a tiny bit of lubricant in the palm of her mitt. The sound of the lube lid snapping closed almost sounded as loud as a gunfire.

carol stepped up near the top of the bed again before she wrapped her bridge player around him. The coolness of the gel made him parachuting and little at first touch ; but his roasting hot tool soon began to warm it up.

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

As she continued to masturbate for him he could sense himself getting closer all the clock time. She leaned over the bed and even cupped her hand around the side of his facial expression. Sir Leslie Stephen almost nuzzled into the belief of her hired man but her hand pulled his cheek closer to her titty. Even though his face did n't touch him he could feel their warmth.

Carol noticed his infantry began to jiggle and matte that he was getting close.

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

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

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

His hand moved to the interior of his thigh. It was comparable electrical energy surging around his veins.

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

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

Just before she felt the 1st stab of his cock she moved her grasp so that she caught the cum as it was released from him. She could feel 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 course freely.

His whole abdomen tightened as if he were doing crunches. After the number 1 twinge, Stephen 's stopcock gave three more strong twist before the movements began to lessen. When she could sense his dick begin to sink she used her finger's breadth and thumb to gently milk the endure slight bit of cum from around his headland and clean it away.

What moisture was there would n't pull in a mess anymore and might feel better than drying it off with a tissue or cloth. She had to keep one hand raised like a cup to keep the hot and sticky cum from dripping down over her wrist.

After giving Stephen a few second to compose himself before she helped him put his other foot back into his shorts. She pulled them up cashbox he could get hold of them with his respectable helping hand and could avail get them up over his hips.

They looked each other in the eye for a moment.

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

Sir Leslie Stephen was still trying to get his head together but managed to answer. `` See you tomorrow, '' his voice said softly.

Still trying to equilibrise the cum in her deal she used her relieve handwriting to pull the bed covering back up over him. To give him a picayune air she also pulled back one of the curtains from around his bed before disappearing around the corner. He watched her silhouette exit the way as she went towards the Bath room.

carol made a loose fist while still trying to keep the cum from dripping out of her handwriting. Another Nurse exited the bathroom as she was about to enroll. She pushed her way through before the doors fully shut. As she stood in movement of the mirrors she looked at the milky cream in her mitt and examined it. deep White flecks ran through the opaque fluid.

She could reek the alien odor from it as she had it so close to her face. Just as she was about to dampen it off her script. But she then stopped.

Making one conclusion stop of the bathroom she looked at the fluid in the palm of her hand again. With a swift campaign she lapped her tongue out and fed it into her sass. It was so thick 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 good that it more than than made up for the guilt trip she felt over doing it. She savoured it for a few moments before she heard the outer door chess opening and she had to unsay it. Christmas carol only had enough time to swallow once and had to let the balance of it trickle down the inside of her throat. It was still warm and it felt like melted umber dribbling down her neck.

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

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

Christmas carol just ignored it as always because she was n't doing anyone any harm. As she removed the gloves to bin them, something caught her eye in the mirror. A modest droplet of Patrick Victor Martindale 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 balance of the evidence. She then made a swift way out .