I had gotten myself into a terrible sleep pattern since I had broken my leg and wrecked my knee, I would sleep until about 5 o'clock in the morning and then I just had to get out of bed.
My wife would leave for work about 8 o'clock and then I had the place to myself all day long, but I just couldn't go back to bed. Then about two or three o'clock in the afternoon I was simply beat and couldn't stay awake.
It was summertime and I was only wearing thin baggy shorts and a tanktop plus the heavy bandage around my knee and the cast on my lower leg. I needed to have baggy shorts so that I could easily get them over my cast and my heavily bandaged knee.
It was on one of those hot summer afternoons that I was laying on the lounger on the covered front porch having a beautiful nap that was just chock full of wonderful sensuous dreams. They must have been wonderful because I awoke with a huge erection that was poking well through the bottom of my baggy shorts and the young woman that delivers the newspapers was stood at my side.
"I'm collecting the newspaper money, its $11.50, Mr. Green. How's your leg doing now?" She said coyly as she kept glancing down between my legs. I reacted without even thinking.
"Which one?"
"The one with the bandage, the other one looks like its doing just fine, swollen but fine." She said with a big smile.
"Oh, my knee is still painful Karen, but it's getting a bit better. The painkillers seem to help." I said to Karen who had been delivering our newspaper for many years.
"You need to get tighter shorts, I could see most of your hard dick when I came up the steps." She said as she chuckled.
"Oh sorry, I didn't know I was on display. I better go in and get your newspaper money."
"Don't be sorry, I just thought you should know about it, in case some young person came by."
"Well thanks for letting me know, I was fast asleep really."
"Yes, I know and probably dreaming, I've been stood here 5 minutes."
"Looking at it?" I asked.
"Yes. More or less." She replied with a smile.
"I thought you were happily married, Karen?" I said as I hobbled into the house and she followed behind into the kitchen.
"I was until he took off with a young chick, almost a year ago now."
"Well you're still a young chick, aren't you?"
"I'm 29 years old now, over the hill I guess. The chick he picked up was only 19 years old." She told me as she stood waiting for payment.
"I'm sorry to hear that but at my age you look like a young chick. Listen excuse me a minute Karen I really do have to pee." I said as I painfully hobbled into the bathroom and she followed and stood in the doorway.
"Do you like to watch?" I asked as I smiled.
"Yes, it's been a while, do you need help?"
"I wouldn't refuse help from a pretty young woman." I said and she came very close and lowered my baggy shorts then held my cock while I finished peeing. Then she gently shook it and didn't let go for quite a while so I just started to get harder and harder.
"You seem very virile and well endowed for an old guy." She said as she chuckled.
"Hey, I'm only 56, girl. It's a good job you let go or I would have made a mess all over the seat." I told her.
"I could always continue." She said as she put her hand back on my hard cock and started stroking and pumping.
"God that's so nice sweetheart, but its killing me having to stand like this, do you mind if I lay down, on the couch maybe." I said and she eased up my shorts and turned for the living room.
I hobbled behind her like a lap dog and once my shorts were off I lay down on the couch with my bad leg on the couch and the foot on the other leg on the floor.
She knelt by my side and smiled then put one hand under my balls and the other on my hard cock as she began to stroke it slowly and gently.
Damn she was so incredibly good as she quickly whipped up my tanktop while I was gripping the couch and trying my best to push upwards into her hand. She had the touch of an angel as she stroked even faster and I leaned my head back and moaned loudly just before I violently shot my load all over my belly.
