Gwen and Steve were up early the next morning. Gwen was going to attend school while Steve planned to take the rest of the week off to recuperate. He expected to return the following Monday. He hoped that his face would be back to normal by then.
As she gently washed his back, Steve heard Gwen begin to sob. He turned and asked, "What's wrong, Gwen? Why the tears?"
"Seeing these awful bruises makes me realize how bad your ordeal must have been. Look at these marks, and these stitches in your cute little butt. I don't know how you managed to stay alive and come back to me, but I'm so glad that you did. Have I mentioned that I love you a lot?"
"You have. Then add the fact that you're standing naked in the shower with me makes me realize how much you love me. You're extremely beautiful and I couldn't possibly love you any more than I do."
"That's sweet, but you may love me even more after you start feeling better and I let you take liberties with me. I want you to enjoy and use every inch of me any way you want, as long as you don't do anything that could get me pregnant and piss my folks off, of course."
"That's leaves a lot of room to practice and experiment. Did you say I could do anything as long as you couldn't get pregnant from it, or did I misunderstand?" questioned Steve.
"You understood me correctly but now I'm beginning to wonder just what your perverted mind is thinking. But a promise is a promise and I'll never break a promise to you, even if it bites me in the butt," assured Gwen.
"So you can read my mind? That wonderful smooth, heart shaped ass of yours holds a tremendous attraction for me. The good part is that it's a part of you that can't get pregnant, so your mom should approve."
"I wouldn't go that far, but you can ask for her approval if you'd like. My suggestion is to just use me as you want and skip asking Mom's permission. There're some things parents don't need to know and don't want to know, and probably won't approve. I trust you, Steve. You'd never hurt me or embarrass me. Mom knows that, too. That's why I'm able to be naked in the shower with you right now. I'll do anything you ask, anything at all, and it's because I love you so much and trust you implicitly."
"When you put it that way, I think I'll forgo asking your mom. It's a real burden to be loved and trusted by a beautiful woman. I feel like I have to live up to everyone's expectations," admitted Steve.
"As if that's a problem for you! Look how everyone, even my grandmother, thinks the sun rises and sets on you. We trust you because you've proven so many times that we can trust and depend on you. My dad sure wouldn't have agreed to you staying with me if he didn't hold you in very high regard. You know that."
"Yes, I do and that's why I feel so strongly that I can't disappoint him. He's been super to me and I respect him a lot. He's a great dad and takes super care of his family. He's a great role model."
"Steve, I'm standing in front of you naked and you're talking about my dad! That would seem a little weird to a lot of girls. I understand that you hold Dad in high esteem, but how about holding 'the girls' in some high steam from the shower?"
When Steve and Gwen sat down at the breakfast table, Paula placed a large plate of food in front of Steve. Then she placed several large pills next to his plate. "After you eat, take all of these pills. That's doctor's orders. We're trying to kill the infection and build up your strength, although I wonder if that's a good idea with my daughter sleeping in the same bed as you," stated Paula as she turned and went back to the stove.
"Mom! How can you talk like that? You know very well that we want Steve to get his strength back for a lot of very good reasons. The one you mentioned just happens to be the best of the bunch."
Paula smiled to herself as she considered her daughter's metamorphosis from a conservative dressing, reclusive A student to an outgoing, confident, courageous woman. Paula had to admit that the term 'sexy' also applied to her daughter. She understood that while Steve didn't make Gwen that way, he had drawn it out into the open. He had been the catalyst for her transformation.
Steve spent most of Thursday and Friday napping and gaining his strength while Gwen was at school. Paula refused to allow him to help her with any of the household chores. She was emphatic that his recovery was the first priority.
By Monday morning, Steve was feeling much better. His face showed some discoloration but was healed for the most part. The bruises on his torso were fading and the areas that had been stitched up after removing the metal were healing nicely.
Gwen had been washing Steve's back when she asked him to turn around. To his surprise, he found her kneeling when he turned to face her. "I've been building up the courage to try this. I hope I do it right. Tell me if I hurt you, or it doesn't feel good," stated Gwen as she took Steve's cock into her mouth and began bobbing her head on it.
Steve watched her for a little over a minute when he warned her, "I'm going to cum! I'm getting close!" as Gwen maintained her pace and tightened her grip on his buttocks.
Unable to do anything else, Steve emptied his seed into Gwen's mouth. By the time he was completely drained, his knees were shaky and he had to grip the faucets to remain standing. Gwen stood up in front of him, smiled, and then opened her mouth to show there was nothing left.
"I've heard other girls talk about that in the lockers all through high school. I always thought it sounded gross, until I fell in love with you. Did you like it? If you did, I think we'll be doing that a lot!"
Steve wanted to pick Gwen up and carry her to the bed, but didn't dare test his cracked ribs. Instead, he grabbed her hand and pulled her to the bed and pushed her down on it.
"Steve! I'm all wet. We'll make a mess of the bed. Don't you try getting on me! Remember my promise to my Mom and Dad! Ooh! I guess that's okay!" relented Gwen as Steve kissed his way down her body.
Steve had seen a few x-rated movies and listened to a lot of stories from servicemen about their sexual exploits. He knew exactly what he wanted to accomplish with Gwen. He settled his face between her legs and slowly ran his tongue around her labia. He forced himself to go slow and to be very thorough as he gradually began to work his tongue inside Gwen, and around her clit. He knew he was getting the desired results when her thighs locked around his head. Still he kept on as Gwen began to thrash and squirm, requiring him to use both hands on her ass to hold her still enough to maintain contact. When she finally went limp, he kissed his way back up to her ample breasts and suckled them for a few minutes.
Eventually Gwen showed signs of life and pulled his face to hers and kissed him deeply. They held each other for a few minutes before Gwen released Steve and told him to get back in the shower. After a quick rinse, they dressed and headed for the breakfast table.
They were stunned to see Charlotte and Billy sitting with Kate and Paula at the kitchen table. The four of them were red faced as they stared at Gwen and Steve. Charlotte stood and hugged Gwen.
"Now Billy's going to expect me to nurse him back to health using your special techniques! Are you okay? We were wondering if we should dial 911."
"Did I make a lot of noise? Were you here then? Did you hear me?" blushed Gwen as understanding swept over her.
"I've told you two that you had to use some common sense," stated Paula sternly. "Your two friends, as well as your sister and mother, were sitting at the kitchen table listening to the loudest, most erotic moaning and caterwauling I've ever heard. All we could do was sit here and blush."
"I'm sorry, Mom. It was all Steve's fault, anyway. You wouldn't believe what he just did to me. I couldn't help it. I'm still weak in the knees. I'll wear a gag or something next time. Steve, you need to apologize to these people for what you did to me, and how you made me scream."
Steve was a deep red as he looked at his friends and Kate and Paula. "We seem to keep messing up, Paula. I'm really sorry about that. Kate, you shouldn't have had to listen to that and I apologize to you. I'm feeling a lot better. I should go back home with Uncle Joe."
"No one would argue that you're feeling better. I just wish I felt as good as Gwen does now. Look at her glow," observed Kate. "That was totally awesome! I knew you'd be good, but that was unbelievable!"
"Now you see why we need some discipline and restraint," interjected Paula. "Kate turned 16 a couple months ago and shouldn't be hearing what she just heard, what the neighbors just heard, and what the people on the next street probably heard. Now she's eager to enjoy something that's she's too young to experience. Poor Charlotte and Billy had to sit through it, too."
"No problem here!" laughed Billy. "It was an honor to hear the maestro at work as he conducted the symphony through a rousing crescendo!"
"There's another reason to regret your actions," stated Paula with a straight face. "We get all these double entendres from hormonal young men trying to make jokes. I'm going to have to ask Ted to speak with you when he gets home tonight, Steve."
"I have it coming. I'll pack my stuff and be ready to move out, although he'll probably throw me out first. I'll apologize to him, too."
