Ramset Street: Behind Closed Doors.
Susan Kennedy kisses it better.
Susan was enjoying a rare day to herself, Karl was away at a medical conference and all the kids had flown the nest. She didn't mind at all, it was nice to have some time to herself and she had planned to just lounge around the house watching TV. Her plans were rudely interrupted however when the doorbell rang around noon. Susan tutted and reluctantly went to answer the door, secretly cursing whoever it was who was going to intrude on her day of solitude.
Her thoughts soon became changed when she answered the door and the identity of the visitor was revealed.
At the door stood Drew, Libby's husband and her son-in-law, a handsome muscular guy in his late twenties... if only she were twenty years younger thought Susan, as she had done since the very first time she had seen Drew working down at the garage. Her daydream was cut short however, when she noticed Drew was clutching a small towel to his leg. The towel had originally been white, but had been stained red with blood, obviously from a wound on Drew's thigh.
"I gashed my leg pretty bad on a piece of metal at the garage and was wondering if Karl could sort me out", he grimaced as he clutched the cloth firmly. Susan looked at the wet red patch on his overall, it appeared the bleeding had stopped on the gash, which was a good sign that it wasn't too deep and didn't require stitches. "Karl's away all weekend at a conference", she answered observing Drew's obvious discomfort.
"Oh, sorry Susan" he replied, "I'd better go to the surgery and see if they can help me.
Susan could see that although Drew was in a lot of pain, the cut wasn't infected and just required cleaning up a bit and dressing, in her capacity as a teacher, mother, and of course, doctor's wife, a job she was extremely competent in performing herself. She invited Drew in the house and told him to sit on the sofa and remove his pants so she could attend to him.
As he was still in overalls, removing his trousers, meant removing his top too, and when Susan returned from the back room with the medicine chest, Drew was sat on the sofa dressed only in an oily white shirt and a pair of tight black underpants. Susan gasped sharply as she saw how muscular his powerful thighs were and thought to herself how lucky her daughter was to be married to such a specimen. She walked slowly over to where he sat and removed the sodden cloth from off his bulky leg. "Ohhhh that's a nasty cut", she said as she opened the medical kit and took out some iodine and swabs. Pouring some iodine onto the swab she looked up at Drew and smiled saying gently "This might hurt a bit".
She wasn't lying, he thought as he flinched with the introduction of the fluid onto his open flesh. This action caused the muscles to tense, and Susan could now feel the full hardness of his muscular limb. As she gently rubbed, she could feel her heartbeat quicken as she attended to the needs of her hunky neighbour and relative. After she had cleaned the wound thoroughly, she dried it with a soft fluffy towel and put some antiseptic cream onto her palm. Drew thanked her for her services as she tended to him faithfully. Susan smiled to herself, it was truly her pleasure as feeling his lithe young body was really making her hot.
She placed her smooth palm at the top of Drew's thigh and using a slow deliberate circling motion, massaged the cream into his skin.
The cool sensation of the lotion felt good against his skin, a feeling heightened by the luxuriously tender skin of the mature teacher's hand. Although she was not far from her fiftieth birthday, she was still quite an eye-catching woman with a shapely slim figure and lived-in but nevertheless attractive face. Drew was enjoying having this lovely woman attending to him every bit as much as she was, and secretly they both knew it.
Even if he wasn't aware before, the amount of time she continued to massage him long after the cream had gone was surely an indicator her mind was elsewhere. Drew didn't care one bit, as his attention was drawn to hr chest. He had become aware that the large circling motion she used on his wound made her large soft breasts wobble vigorously inside her loose blouse, and it was clear from the way her nipples occasionally pressed against the thin cotton that she was not wearing a bra.
Drew was so pre-occupied by the swaying of her boobs, that he had not even felt her cover the wound with dressings and tape, and was only made aware of the fact when Susan broke the silence.
"All done", she enthused as she snapped the medical case closed. Drew was somewhat disappointed his viewing pleasure had ended, but was pleased his cut had been attended to. "Thanks Susan" he said as he admired the very professional job she had made of his wound.
Susan explained that with having kids of her own she had performed the task on more than a few occasions in the past, before adding that they usually insisted she kiss it better when she finished.
Drew smiled to himself, a wry smile, he had something other than medicine on his mind. "Will you kiss it better for me Susan?", he laughed nervously, hoping Susan would take it as a joke, but still longing for her to do it.
Susan giggled girlishly, making her dark eyes sparkle sexily as she met Drew's longful gaze.
They were both almost certain that they both felt the same way about each other and she placed a hand on Drew's healthy leg, lowering herself down onto the floor in front of him.
Without a word, she lowered her head towards his lap until her soft cheek rested against the inside of his knee.
Drew took her head and gently inched it closer towards the top of his thigh where lay the large white patch. As she felt her head being slowly manoeuvered up towards his injury, she turned her head slightly sideways so that her mouth was brushing against his muscular thigh.
She pursed her lips slightly as her mouth lightly grazed across him as she reached the edge of his bandage.
Susan closed her eyes as she pursed her lips further, her head now being held firmly in place by both Drew's large strong hands. With a little soft sigh, she pressed her mouth firmly against the cotton dressing, which ran diagonally for around 8 inches up his leg towards his groin. As she kissed the fabric, her hand was stroking the inside of his other thigh, obviously causing pleasure to Drew as he ran his long fingers through Susan's long black hair.