Jimmy Murphy was a pain in the ass. There was no denying it.
Now in his 80's, he could no longer take care of himself and required a full-time in-home healthcare nurse. He drank and ate too much when he was younger and developed diabetes, resulting in the loss of one of his legs, hardened arteries, vision issues and increased problems with his liver.
On top of everything else, he was racist and a complainer. No one, including his family, wanted much to do with him.
Despite the fragility of age, he was a large man -- well over 260 pounds and when he could stand on his own two feet, he was over six foot tall. He had a difficult life, losing his wife of over thirty years and was now alone. The only family he still had in the area was his daughter, Penny, and her two sons.
Penny was forty-eight years old and a widow. Her husband Michael was a police officer and killed in the line of duty two years earlier leaving Penny and the boys to take care of her long-suffering father and all his problems. Penny's sons were grown and no longer lived in the house -- both had good jobs and families, so it made sense to have Penny's father live with her.
She was a petite, slender woman with light brown hair that reached her collar, smallish breasts and a little yoga ass that would make women half her age jealous. She owned her own accounting firm with a few employees and took care of several small businesses in the area while offering tax services during that season.
She was shrewd and ran the business well -- It afforded her the ability to spend time away from the job whenever she could get away -- she had her passions -- 5 and 10K races, marathons and biking. Running and biking were her release.
Since Michael passed, Penny threw herself into the job and despite the urging of friends, didn't feel right about dating again.
Her solitary life was simple and uncomplicated, but it had its disadvantages. She and Michael had a good marriage and a vibrant and active sex life, and she missed the physicality of it. For months after his passing, she couldn't sleep in their marital bed. It seemed too large, the house too quiet. "Empty Nester" took on a whole new meaning for her.
She slept on the couch for those beginning weeks and months and took solace in her wine to help her get to a point where she could relax.
After her girlfriends failed to get her to start dating again, they talked her into at least getting a BOB (Battery Operated Boyfriend). It all started one night when three of them were over playing cards, drinking wine and complaining about their husbands.
Her girlfriend Carla said, "When Brian and I got married, he was AMAZING in bed...Big dick, talented tongue...he made me cum every time we got together. Now he's got a big belly, and I can't even see that dick anymore and all he uses his tongue for is to brag about how many shots he can do without passing out when he's out with the boys!"
Penny felt her face burn. She remembered how talented Michael was orally; he would bury his face into her pussy so hard and deep that she would scream when she came. He knew how to make love to her and when she just needed to be FUCKED. There was a huge difference between the two to them - there were times when Penny wanted it rough, fast and deep - it made her blush thinking about it but to his credit, Michael understood, and they would rut like two animals.
She was still deep in thought, remembering his skills and didn't notice Carla waving her phone in her face. She glanced down at the screen and saw that Carla had pulled up the Adam and Eve website and was showing her the "toy" section.
Penny gasped...On the screen were literally dozens of vibrators and dildos in every size, shape and color. Some were tiny and slender, and others looked like a construction Thermos! They were all the colors of the rainbow, but her eyes gravitated toward the big "lifelike" dildos with veins and balls.
"Oh, my God, Carla...you little perv!" She cried.
Carla burst out laughing.
"You want to see the one I bought?" she whispered.
The other two girls quickly gathered around Carla's phone as she scrolled to the orders section. When she clicked on the orders, a large black dildo that had to be at least nine inches long and thick as Penny's wrist appeared on the screen. All the girls howled at once!
One of them screamed..." CARLA!!! -- Oh my God! Tell me you didn't buy that!"
Carla smirked and said, "Ladies, this big boy saved my marriage! Every time Brian and I would have a fight, I'd retreat to the bedroom and stuff myself with this black cock until I came so hard that I passed out! One time I was so out of it, Brian walked in and saw it sticking out of me and I was snoring...!"
The ladies all started giggling.
Penny said, "Oh, my God, Carla...how did you explain that?"
Carla said, "I woke up when Brian came in -- he was white as a ghost staring between my legs and just turned and walked out of the room. I thought I was in big trouble, but he NEVER mentioned it again and we have never talked about it. So, he knows I have it and that he's got some competition. I think it was a wake-up call for him, because he's become much more attentive since that day. I still use it from time to time but there's nothing like the real thing to make a girl feel wanted!"
Penny just shook her head and said she could never try anything like that. The girls teased her, reminding her the last time she had a dick was when Michael was alive and that her pussy was going to dry up from lack of use.
She said, "Okay, okay -- I'll entertain you idiots, but there's no way I'm sticking something that size into myself...I would be able to walk the next day!"
They finally settled on a "respectable" vibrator that reminded her of Michael and Carla bought it for her.
"You'll thank me for not letting your womb dry up, Penny!" she kidded her.
Penny felt silly using it -- she and Michael had never needed "toys" to achieve orgasm but soon got over the shame and guilt of it and learned that a good orgasm, no matter where it originated, was the best remedy for a good night's sleep.
Experimentation with the vibrator became an obsession and she found herself using it not only to help her sleep, but in any stressful situation. The one she picked from the Adam and Eve on-line catalogue most resembled Michael's penis, fairly long, but slender and pale white. She debated the idea of trying something bigger or at least thicker, but the guilt of even buying it went against her Catholic tendencies. She was sure no one would fault her for the purchase, but she didn't want to become dependent on the little bit of technology.
At one point, Penny came to the realization that BOB was being used two to three times a day, every day. Horrified at her own weakness, she would try to hide it from herself and bury her attention into her work.
So, when the crisis of her father needing full time care became a necessity, she almost welcomed the distraction and turned one of the boy's rooms into one for her father. She also busied herself into making the home wheelchair accessible. She hired a nurse from a local agency to come check on Jimmy a few times a day, making sure he was eating and getting his medications while she was at work.
As her father's body and mind started to further deteriorate, she found the need to have her stay with him full time until she was home from work and could take over. After some trial and error, she settled on Iris, a no-nonsense nurse, to handle the burden of his care.
Iris was in her mid-thirties, about the same size as Penny but strong as an ox. Penny often marveled at how she could maneuver the big man around, while putting up with his abusive and toxic nature.
When Penny walked through the door, Iris would give her a full report of how his day was. She would tell her about what he ate, how he slept, that she gave him a sponge bath and that he would try to reach out and fondle her from time to time.
Penny would apologize profusely for his behavior, but Iris laughed it off and said that she didn't to apologize for someone else's actions and that it wasn't the first time one of her male patients had tried to put the moves on her.
Penny was glad that it didn't disturb Iris and thanked her over and over for continuing to put up with the old man's tantrums. Iris grinned and told her that they were watching television together and a black newscaster came on. She said Jimmy threw a fit and started slinging racial comments at the screen. She asked Penny where Jimmy's hatred for people of color came from.
Penny shook her head and said that she didn't really know -- she said that Jimmy was three quarters Irish and probably didn't have much interaction with blacks growing up but that she knew for a fact that he worked with some when he was still active.
Iris nodded her head and said that it must be a generational thing. She said she had other patients, both men and women, who seemed to have it out for someone else based on the color of their skin or religious background. She said she wondered if that's how everyone felt about each other and that it was only old people or those who had lost their social graces that spoke what was really on their minds.
Penny shook her head and said, "I'm not around many black people, but I can honestly say, I don't have a prejudice against them because of the color of their skin. I really don't know where this comes from?"
She and Iris discussed the topic a little longer and concluded that most prejudice came from fear rather than real animosity. Iris hung out a little longer after her shift and had dinner with Penny and they split a bottle of wine before she had to go home. Penny hugged her and said she would see her tomorrow.
The next day, Penny got a call on her cell phone from the nursing agency asking her to go home -- that Iris had been hurt at the house and was on her way to the hospital. The woman said that her father was okay, but there was no one there to take care of him until they could plan for a new nurse.
Penny asked her what happened and was told that Jimmy was in his wheelchair and reached over to touch Iris' rear end and fell out onto the floor. Iris had tried to pick him up to put him back into the chair and in the process of settling him in, had ruptured a disc in her back due to the dead weight of the father.
Penny gasped and thanked the woman for the information and said she'd go right home. The woman assured her that her father was okay, in his chair and relaxed. She also told her that she'd have someone new out to take care of Jimmy tomorrow morning.
She said that she had someone in mind based on Iris' recommendation and asked Penny if she thought it might be better to have a man take care of Jimmy due to his size and weight?
Penny told the woman she wasn't sure how Jimmy would react to a man taking care of him but that if Iris had recommended someone in particular, she was sure it would be a good fit. She said that Iris knew Jimmy well enough to understand his personality and needs and that she wouldn't have recommended someone that was suitable for her father.
