Joel & Mrs. Ingram 01

Joel & Mrs. Ingram 01

Damn, mental hospital outpatients, am I right? 45 minutes of absolute bliss and boom, 15 minutes of terror. Not that I should talk because I definitely should be committed myself. Yet, some way or another, I just keep ending up for an overnight stay in the oxygen room at the regular hospital.

"Joel, you've been my patient for so many weeks now, that I think we're dating, LOL."

"OMG, Nurse Ingram, I wish I was dating you. You seem so cool, calm and collected. You're the best."

"Oh, don't put me too high on a pedestal just yet young man, I've sponged bathe you a few times and even though I'm a professional, well Joel, you have a lot to offer the female gender. You look good naked, not that I would say such a thing because I'm a professional."

"Oh, geez, Nurse Ingram, if I have to apologize for responding to one of your thorough sponge baths, well, I was out of it, right? You shouldn't think poorly of me. I mean, the male body, right Nurse Ingram?"

"Hmmm, after our last sponge bath, maybe you should call me Isabella, although only when we are alone in the hospital room or your bedroom. Now listen Joel, put the oxygen mask back on and breath normally. And by the way, as a professional, I feel obligated to apologize to you, although I would prefer that you didn't file a report on me. I've been lonely lately and you've become quite the regular patient and I'm ashamed of how my last four sponge baths have gone."

"What? You're not lonely, you're busty, so men everywhere, right Isabella?"

"Men my age are, well, not as sturdy as young men of your age, but thanks for noticing my chest. I must confess that I have switched up my bra on Saturday nights. Mad at me, Joel?"

"Ah, no, um, did I at least moan and groan? I mean, I liked it, right?"

"Now Joel, I think we both know that you moan three times and shoot off just after the first groan, but it's cute. Almost as cute as you. And to maintain my honesty, well, that wasn't a bruise on your left ass cheek two weekends ago. I gave your butt a hickey and I'm not proud of it, unless you liked it and then I sucked your butt cheek until I couldn't breathe anymore."

"So, um, we're safe in this hospital room? Like no one will just burst in? Like the little chicklet Nurse or maybe your husband?"

"Well, I am the head Nurse, so I have my privacy. And the little chicklet that you speak of, well, we shared once, but she's busy tonight. And the no-good lousy faggot cheating ex-husband, well Joel, I caught him giving some twinkle toe faggot name Butch a sponge bath, so he's on the curb asking for handouts. Mad at me?"

"Oh no, but Nurse Ingram, you noticed how quickly I recover, right? I mean three moans and a groan and then I was ready to go again, right? You noticed that, right?"

"Oh, my o my Joel, you do recover very quickly. Breath normally into the mask, Joel. Or shall I crawl up on your chest and pump your chest for you? By the way, I no longer wear undies on my Saturday night shifts, although I need some fair warning to grab some sex lube."

Ahh, recovering in the hospital oxygen room, right? Everyone should try this at least once.

"Beep, squawk, squeal. Head Nurse Ingram, Head Nurse Ingram, please report to the front desk on the first floor. Beep, squawk, squeal."

"Geez, I'll be back as soon as I can, Joel. Just say to me that I sucked you off pretty good? I'm old and need a boost."

"Ahh, Nurse Ingram went all Isabella on my fat cock and I'll never to be same."

Hah, a new Saturday shift bra? No panties on Saturday night shifts? Cool. But OMG, yet another need for sex lube? I have to get back into the club scene, right? But the privacy of the oxygen room was nice.

"Oops, sorry, I was, ah, I had an itch."

"LOL, yeah right, patient Joel. Hi, I'm Nurse Chicklet. You're weren't exactly with it the first time we met. So, would you mind if I take care of that itch for you? We have a few minutes while Head Nurse Ingram wears herself out chasing my fake PA call out. By the way, I'd marry you anytime."

CLICK

"Holy snap, my hospital room has a lock on the door? And holy snap, OMG, ooh, that's the way an itch should be taken care of. OMG, SOB, Nurse Chicklet! That's so much better than my weak attempt to take care of my itch."

"Let me hear you say the words, Joel. I'm a little bit of a freak."

"Nurse Chicklet, I was stroking my cock when you burst into the room. And Nurse Chicklet, you can burst into my room anytime."

"Ooh, yeah, OMG, a baby pre-cum squirt, OMG and my tits, Joel?"

"They are a s firm as steel with nipples like diamonds, Nurse Chicklet."

"Cum in my mouth Joel, make me your number one, Joel. Blast my throat babe. I swallow as good as Nurse Swallows."

LOL, like I need to run a timer on my phone anymore, right?

"Damn, that was faster than usual. LOL, Nurse Ingram must have been giving you an examination just before I pranked her. I'm climbing onboard, Joel, make me your woman and remember, your woman who is much younger. Hurry babe, pump me full. OMG, juice me baby, make me messy! Oh, I can feel your nuts tightening baby, make me need the restroom to clean my messy thighs!"

Like I said, we all know it's 55 seconds each by now, right?

"Damn, I love you Joel and I'm sneaking my panties into your jeans pocket for later at home. I'll see you next Saturday and don't tell Nurse Ingram that I was here. OMG, I'm sorry, but I have to lick your cock clean! I mean, I took sponge baths 101 too."

"OMFG, Nurse Chicklet, you win, what's your ring finger size? I mean, tell me after you done licking me clean with the best sponge bath ever!"

"Size 5.5 and don't ask me about my bra size because I don't know because I don't need one, although I wear size D button cover ups to fool the management. Propose to me in front of the entire hospital staff, Joel and I promise, I won't get pregnant until we both agree it's time. Damn, I have to go."

Well, well, well, you would almost think that I sexed my way through the book club just to wind up in the hospital oxygen room, wouldn't you?

"Wow, sorry Joel, huff, puff, but there was confusion at the front desk. So, do we any kind of future? And I mean a sexual future. I'll put out for you if you huff, puff, huff, come around and I'm up for any position, LOL, I think. Oh, and by the way, I wouldn't expect to be your number one. My needs are there, but I understand our age issues, so a few times a month, maybe?"

"Well, my last crazy ass mental hospital girlfriend insisted on sitting on my lap while we engaged in such deep relationship conversations. I mean, she had my legs restrained and all, but still, she sat on my lap as we talked about such serious relationship things."

"Oh, oh, Joel, I'll be happy to speak with you in such a manner, just let, huff, puff, me get a step stool and then, well, let me catch my breath. Give a sec."

"Beep, squawk, squeal. Head Nurse Ingram, Head Nurse Ingram, please report to the front desk on the first floor. We figured out the confusing mistake. Beep, squawk, squeal."

"SOB! Tongue me Joel and I'll be back as fast as my old bones will allow. No baby, a lot of tongue. Make me drool baby, it's popular on Chang."

Well, I certainly have gotten in a lot of kissing practice all summer, haven't I? Also, apparently hospital room doors are constructed well because Nurse Chicklet just keeps slamming it open.

"Stay as you are, Joel, I can jump up and I promise, I will land perfectly on your fat cock. LOL, I took gym as an elective (swoosh, squish). See baby? That's what they call a 10 on the landing scale. No, no, you can lay still, my hips still work honey and I'm going gyrate your next nut out. You just breath into the oxygen mask honey."

Well, Nurse Chicklet did have a lot more energy than anyone else in the book club circles. And I mean a lot more energy.

"It's OK that I call you honey, right honey?"

"I already put a ring on hold via my phone, honey."

"And I already upgraded it, honey. Ooh, ahh, fireworks, honey, fireworks! LOL, you lap is going to be soaked!"

Now, tell me that Nurse Chicklet isn't marriage material, am I right?

"Honey, I'm going to sneak a prescription onto Nurse Ingram's pad. We can deal with the popping off so quickly thing, but a little blue pill will help speed up your recovery time. Tongue me honey and tongue me like we're on our honeymoon."

"But honey, I'll be ready for another round in a few minutes."

"And I'll be back as soon as I come up with a new gimmick, honey. LOL, Nurse Ingram's legs won't last much longer. I'm taking you home tonight, right? And spending the night? We nurses keep extra clothes at work. A little tongue, honey."

Ah, sure, why not?

"OMG, OMG, my legs, up and down the steps, OMG, Joel, OMG, my old bones are whipped for tonight! Huff, puff, OMG, Joel, OMG, will you be all pissed off at me if I bring in, huff, puff, Nurse Chicklet to take care of that boner I see? Which I'm responsible for too, right Joel? I mean, I don't huff, puff, want to do it, but I don't want my man to carry blue balls home. That's considerate of me, huff, puff, right?"

Yeah, it was considerate, if Nurse Chicklet hadn't caused it all, right?

"Ooh, la, la, did I hear my name through the crack in the door? What's this? A boner? For head Nurse Old Lady Ingram? Shame on you, young mister Joel. Oops, ah, Head Nurse Ingram, why don't you take a seat at our nurse's station and I'll see our very special patient down the elevator and out the door. I mean, you're huffing and puffing, right Nurse Over the Hill?"

"Huff, puff, he's my huff, puff, patient and he has needs, huff, puff, OMG, cut my legs off now!"

"There, there, Head Nurse Ingram. Wiggle waggle your way down the hall and I'll take care of every single need that our very special patient has. Come on honey and let Nurse Chicklet service you, again."

LOL, the oxygen mask was totally fogging up on me!

"But I sexually abuse him first! He is my man! Huff, puff, I need air."

"And I sexually pleased him best, so he is my man."

Oh, my mask was absolutely fogged up!

"Well, I slipped a cock ring on him to help him last longer!"

"And I threw that like a frisbee. Well, Nurse Swallows took it, but that doesn't matter. Besides, lover boy Joel already ordered a ring for my finger, so retire, you old hag."

Hmmm, a cat fight inside of a hospital? What better place, right?

End Joel & Mrs. Ingram 01