Senior Home Caregiver

My neighbor seldom went anywhere before her husband died. Now she might venture out for her mail 2 or 3 times a week. I take care of her yard. She asked me to bring her mail in whenever I'm mowing. She gets meals on wheels. Last year, she started getting Senior Home Caregiver assistance 3 times a week.

I met her Caregiver on one of my mowing days. We talked about what her life was like as a caregiver. She had fallen on hard times at age 55 when her husband died. His business was in a financial mess. He'd failed to keep payments up on the life insurance. It didn't pay. The business collapsed.

She had few skills. This was something she could do. It didn't pay well but allowed her to get by.

She told me the number of people she helped varied. Sometimes she would have 3 in one day. Sometimes she would have none. She was bathing my neighbor 3 times a week and doing laundry plus a little housework.

I said I'd like to know more about her work life. Who knows when I'm going to need some help? I'm almost 80 now.

She called me the next day. She had one morning job near me. I invited her in for brunch and a chat. She came; we ate. We walked thru the ground floor so she could say what might be done if she was my caregiver.

She barely made minimum wage with the company who billed insurance for her services. I asked about moonlighting services. She said she would lose her job for that. We talked more about how that worked.

I suggested she show me how she helped my neighbor on a typical trip there. She didn't hesitate. She said she was on her on time and could do that. Her thought was, maybe she would be bringing business to her company.

We prepared for the bathing. That was her main chore next door. She was quite professional about it. My shower was large enough for both of us. I was going to wear shorts. She said that part needs cleaning too. I dropped them and stepped into the stream.

She let me lather up and rinse off while standing by to assist as needed. Then she lathered my back while I held the handicap bar below the handheld showerhead. She kept soaping me to my feet. She was very thorough. It was stimulating. When she rinsed, she was equally thorough. I was reflecting her stimulation now. She said, use both hands on that handicap bar. I did. To my surprise, she got in behind me. I looked to see her blouse and slacks in the floor outside the shower. She soaped my bottom again. I spread my legs. She soaped my crotch. She pumped my nearly hard penis several times and let go. Using the handheld showerhead, she sprayed me from behind and under my balls. That was almost too much. She reached under and between my legs and got the water above my dick spraying down. I could see she was squatting down behind me. I felt her face against my ass. I felt her tongue on my hole. I moaned and bent over more. She stood up. Sliding her tits on my back. She grabbed my hard cock and started pumping. She said you need to clean that thing out. I agree, I said but I really want to get fucked.

Well, I'm a full-service caregiver. Her panties were rubbed on my face before she tossed them out. She soaped my ass and cock again. She fingered me so very well. I was about to ask for more fingers when she pushed a dildo into me. She used it very well too. Just as I adjusted to the size of it, she started pumping my cock again. She was not trying to get me off fast. That dildo in and out was pushing against the left side more than the right. I could feel it better that way. Then she started massaging my left tit, pumping my cock and fucking that dildo in and out. I froze. She noticed and eased it all the way in. I felt her stomach pushing hard into my lower back and her dick was buried in my ass. Go for it, I said. Don't pull out to cum either.

She was very skilled. She used a perfect rhythm on my dick and in my ass. She knew when I was starting to cum and she almost shouted her me too as she slammed into me. I started cuming and she pumped me harder in front and back. Then she kept pumping my dick while holding herself in deep. She stayed inside me while she soaped my dick and balls again. She let her dick slide out and soaped my ass again. After a good rinse on both of us, she dried me off. She dried herself and got dressed without panties.

We did some laundry. I offered to do her clothes, she declined.

You might want another demonstration next week, she offered. I agreed.

Same day, same time, she showed up. We headed to the shower. We got in. She looked at my hard dick, then at me. I said, blue pill in action. She turned, grabbed the handicap bar and said, please hurry. I put shampoo on my dick. I rubbed a glob of it on her asshole. I forced another glob into her with two fingers. She got my dick in next. It took just a few minutes for me to cum. I'd been thinking about this for a week. Her ass was incredible.

We cleaned up, had brunch and headed to the bedroom. I got on back with my butt hanging over the edge of the mattress. She dropped down and ate my good. She said she loved to prepare ass for her pet. She showed me how her pet loved the dark warm places. She was so very good at this. I thought she was going to take a long time. I was wrong. She had been fantasizing too. She started slow. then faster until the slamming happened. It was 5 quick, hard thrusts and then completely out. She grabbed her cock, pumped it hard, leaned into me with her face toward the ceiling and shot cum onto my chest, stomach and dick. What a load! I wiped a little onto my finger and she watched me taste it. She said, thanks; stay put. She came back with a wet cloth and a face towel, cleaned me up. When she came back again. she had cleaned herself. She crawled up over me till her dick was over my face. I raised up, took it into my mouth and sucked. I got a reward and did it again. She laid down, snuggled me till we slept.

I was up two hours later with her sucking my dick. I couldn't believe it. I was fully hard. She managed to make me cum again and let me go back to sleep.

She was gone when I woke up.

Was I dreaming or was it real? She called that night to see how I was doing. I told her I was done doing for at least a week. She said, not quite; you only have 5 days now. I need our brunch dates more than you. Save yourself for me and my pet.