I finally got time to translate the first part of my story. Sorry for the delay.
PART 3: THE VIDEO CALL
During the next few days, Vanesa and Samuel exchange text messages constantly. Everything they could not say to each other while they were at the retirement center, they say it through their phones. Samuel constantly sends her massages every morning wishing her a good day and asking her how was her morning going. Vanesa answered with pics of her breakfast and other daily activities such as her trip in the bus o her walk to work. She just loves to tell him everything about her day and chatting about it became usual for some weeks. She did not hesitate in using daily normal choices as a way to start a conversation with her patient, her selection of food for the week, her shopping activities, stuff she bought online, the new Netflix series she had enjoyed, and more. Samuel just listened to her patiently and gallantly respond with his honest opinion about all.
Text to Samuel: Samuel, What do you like more? Spaghetti or meet for this week?
Text to Vanesa: Meet a thousand times, it's one of my favorite plates, and if you add some spices to it, it's wonderful
Text to Samuel: Cool I get some meat and spices then and try out your recipes
Text to Vanesa: Excellent, let me know how it turns out.
Vanesa loved those conversations. She was fascinated about having someone with whom she could share his days. She did not feel that way since the last time she was involved with someone emotionally.
Naturally, these conversations became more intimate. Vanesa started to send outfit pics asking Samuel what he thought about it. As was to be expected, the photos included in some way her fat ass in it with tight clothes perhaps looking to tease Samuel a bit. He, with much subtlety, answered with nice and educated compliments but once in a while, he push the boundaries a little bit referring to her ass with praises like "What a cake girl" or some other type of street catcalling. With time Vanesa adventure even more and begin sending videos of her just walking with leggings or doing house chores with no bra with her nipple standing through her T-shirt. She felt comfortable with Samuel and loved to exhibit herself to him. I will not stop there because she eventually started buying clothes for him.
Samuel had also the initiative to chat. He sends her selfies with her upper body naked asking what she thinks of his new haircut or his new beard look. Despite his age, he had an athletic build body product of so many years of working out and very good genetics; a much better body than all other guys that Vanesa had dated. she just answered with emojis because she did not know how to react but Samuel sensed she was thrilled with his body. He had noticed with all the encounters they have had, so he had started to make some light exercise, wear nice colones and walk around the hospital very well dressed.
Nut no everything was sexual. On the weekends they had long conversations about their personal life. Vanesa told him about all the trouble she had with her insecurities, her relationship with her siblings and her plans for the future, and how much she loved to dance. Samuel told her about her ex-wife, his relationship with her sons, and how he was practically forced into the retirement center despite his good health. The first days were difficult for him. He did not like to be locked up in one place and the thought of her ex-wife with her new partner in his own house make him upset. With each conversation, they started to trust each other more and they both were conscious that what had started as a game product of their horniness was starting to become something more.
On a weekend, Vanesa went out dancing with her college friends. As usual for her night out she came back drunk and late. She had been dancing and twerking all night and arrived home alone and very horny. With no desire to sleep yet, she decided to put some music on, took off her tight pants exposing her fat asscheeks exposed, and opened one of those cold beers she kept in the refrigerator. She sat on her couch and started watching some porn but it did not satisfy her. She had watched too many of it during the week and she needs it something else. She immediately thought about Samuel and drunk as she was, she decided to send him a message
TXT to Samuel: Hi, are you awake? how was your weekend?
She waited for a few minutes with no answer. It did not surprise her, it was almost 4 am, why would he be awake? she thought. Frustrated, she decided to get on her feet to go to bed but all of a sudden her phone rang.
TXT to Samuel: Hi there! can't sleep...what are you doing up so late?
TXT to Vanesa: Hii! I went dancing with some friends and well... now I'm alone in my place. Is there a problem? why can't you sleep?
TXT to Vanesa: Don't know why. I haven't been able to sleep well for some days but it doesn't matter...How was your night?
TXT to Samuel: Had so much fun. I haven't seen my friend at college in several months so we were drinking and dancing all night.
TXT to Vanesa: I envy you, it's been ages since I've done that. I bet you were twerking at the club, I still remember when you dance for me in the room.
TXT to Samuel: I remember as well, it was good and you move so well.
TXT to Vanesa: Hell yes I got some moves... plus that thick cake you have helps a lot
TXT to Samuel: Lol what do you mean? My fat ass makes you dance good?
TXT to Vanesa: I love big butt and you have a really big one so yes... You don't mind if I talk about that? don't you? I don't want to be disrespectful?
TXT to Samuel: no, not at all... sometimes while I'm on my work shift it's a bit awkward but here it's ok... I don't mind at all :)
TXT to Vanesa: I'm sorry if I cross the line sometimes. It just drives me crazy having so close to me and not being able to do more with it. I just wanted to confess to you that.
TXT to Samuel: You will have to keep holding it to yourself because I'm your nurse and we cannot do that type of stuff in there.
TXT to Vanesa: Yes I know, that's sad. But now are not at work and you know probably seeing a bit of it will help me sleep well.
TXT to Samuel: LOL seeing my ass will help you sleep?!
TXT to Vanesa: Yes totally... besides I think you want to see some part of me as well
TXT to Samuel: What?! what do you mean?! :s
TXT to Vanesa: I remember that time when we dance, you got a smile on your face when I clash my crotch against you, don't lie to me
