You arrive at the retirement home for your second evening at work. Your supervisor, Betty seems happy to see you when you enter her office. "Hello again. I'm glad you showed up. So many of our new people don't come back after their first look at this place."
She stands and comes around to your side of the desk. She is so close, her breasts are almost touching yours through your uniforms. "Is that perfume for George?" Her right hand reaches up to cup your face. "George really loves it when a girl dolls herself up just for him." With a smile, Betty is out of her office and it is all business for most of the shift.
The residents are less hostile toward you this evening and when Betty realizes you are noticing that, she remarks. "They have resigned themselves to not being able to chase you away. Now you are just as boring to them as everything else is in their lives."
With an hour to go on the shift, Betty asks you to help her tuck one of the residents in. Pausing in front of George's door, she presses right against you, cupping your bottom briefly in both her palms as she whispers in your ear. "George is really going to like seeing you again. Do you think your body can take him?"
You kiss her briefly but forcefully on the lips; "You bet I can take him. I've been thinking about this since going home to my pathetic husband the other evening." With that, you push through the door followed closely by Betty.
George is wide awake and reading, but puts the book down and gives you both a huge grin as you enter. "Good evening ladies. It is always so pleasant to have visitors and I especially enjoy visitors as lovely as you two." Holding his arms out as you both approach the bed from opposite sides, he looks from one to the other. "What can I do for you ladies this evening?"
Betty looks across the already tented bedspread at you and asks if you are sure you want this. She warns you that you are going to be walking funny when you go home tonight.
Your answer is to step out of your panties, throw back the blanket and sheet and climb aboard. Sitting on George's thighs and feeling his erection nestled in the cleft of your bottom.
Betty and George both laugh at your eagerness, then Betty leans forward and begins stroking George's immense flesh stalk behind you. Once satisfied with the engorgement, she has you lift up a bit so she can guide his erection into your wetness.
Guiding the head up and down through the impossibly narrow, wet furrow, Betty manages to get your juices covering the entire head before you lose patience and start to sit while scooting your hips backward.
You don't get very far before you start to wonder if, even after childbirth, you'll be able to open yourself sufficiently to accept his endowment. Just when you are ready to call it off for fear of tearing your inner walls, the head slips in an inch. It surprises you that you actually felt when the crown of his cock had entered you. The stretching had increased the sensitivity of your most sensitive skin to the point that you are feeling the veins along his shaft, pulsing with every heart beat.
Your hips continue to settle slowly downward until you meet another obstacle. That velvety sweet cock head you had nursed on just the other night, was now pressing quite firmly against your cervix. The cramping you felt when you realized that you are not all the way down, sent a second shiver of panic through your body. As you poised there, wondering how to explain why you are going to have to back out, there was a feeling of muscle giving way. Relaxing rather than tearing as you had feared.
After several minutes of effort, an audible sigh escapes all three of you as your bottom settles onto George's thighs. His cock has managed to completely fill your womanhood. His girth possesses you like none other and his length is pressing firmly at the entrance of your womb. Your poor cervix is cramping in an effort to keep the intruder at bay, but you smile because you realize that he isn't going any deeper. He is fully embedded.
Betty slips her right hand down your tummy until her fingertips are exploring the point where your bodies are fused together. As her fingertips teasingly circle your clit, she comments on how fully stretched your lips feel as George's shaft pulses deep inside your body.
Her left hand slides downward through your bottom crack to gently tease your little anal grommet. She comments on how tight it is with your pussy barely accommodating George's girth.
