I live happily with my partner in Queensland, Australia... when I'm not writing; I enjoy my partner's love, our sex life and the occasional sex with my girlfriends... I hope you enjoy my stories about my fantasies and maybe I'll tell you about my real adventures...
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I had just locked my front door, was turning to walk down the front steps, when I heard a woman's cry of pain from the road. I ran to the front gate and found what appeared to be a mud monster lying on the grass verge. The monster was crying and including a few expletives between gasps. The monster raised it's hand and wiped away some of the mud covering it's face. I could now see a woman's face staring back at her; tears were streaming from her eyes, down her cheeks and mingling amongst the streaks of mud still on her face. I ran to the woman's side and helped her get to her feet, "Are you ok?" I asked, "I think I've broken my ankle" the woman gasped, then a loud "SHIT" when she placed her weight on her right foot. At that moment the sky's opened and the third heavy downpour of the morning soaked us both in seconds.
I placed the woman's arm around my shoulders, "Quick, come inside before we drown" and together we hobbled to the front door of my house. I got the door unlocked and then helped the wet and mud covered woman into the house. A quick thought of "Bugger, I've just washed these floors" as I helped the woman to a chair in the kitchen, leaving a trail of mud and water on my freshly cleaned tile floors. The woman sat down heavily on the chair, allowing me to stand back and take stock of the situation. The rain had washed most of the mud from the woman's face and I estimated her to be, like myself, in her mid forties. Also like me she had dirty blonde hair but in the woman's case this could be real dirt. I turned away saying, "Stay there and I'll get a cloth and some water" I was only gone for a few seconds, returning with a clean face cloth and a bowl of warm water. I placed these on the Kitchen table and pulled out a chair for the woman to rest her foot on.
I knelt beside the chair and, using the cloth soaked in warm water, gently wiped away the mud covering the woman's ankle. It was starting to swell so I went to the freezer, took out one of my Chilly Bin Gel Packs, wrapped it in a damp towel and placed it over the swollen ankle, "How does that feel?" I asked, "A lot better thanks, God I feel a right idiot, I had just jumped one damn puddle, but when I landed, my ankle twisted and I fell into the next one, I must look a sight."
"Well I don't think it's broken, but it is swelling nicely, you'll be getting some relaxation time for the next few days I think," At that, the both of us started to laugh. "Ow, oh don't make me laugh, it hurts," then she only laughed harder. When her laughter eased up, the woman held out her hand," I'm Amanda, thanks for you help." Patricia, don't mention it" I said as I shook her hand.
"I fancy a coffee, would you like one too?"
"Yes please," Amanda replied. I set about filling and putting the kettle on while Amanda used the face cloth to wipe some of the mud off her arms and legs. "When the pain eases you're welcome to have a shower, and I have some spare clothes you can have."
"Thanks again, well if I have to fall over, I'm glad I did it outside your house, I can't see me trying to hobble back to the office like this." The kettle boiled and I poured the water into two large mugs, "Milk and sugar?" I asked, "Just milk please," When the coffees were made, I brought them over to the table, "OK, lets have another look at the damage" I eased the towel covered gel pack off the ankle, "Can you wriggle your toes?" Amanda slowly moved her toes with only a slight grimace, "Thank goodness it's not broken, I'd hate to be laid up for the next few weeks, I've got far too much to do."
"If you feel up to it, do you want to take that shower now?" I asked, "Good idea, I'm still dripping here and I dread to think what my hair looks like."
I went into the bathroom and started the shower, making sure it wasn't too hot then went to get a large bath towel for Amanda. When everything was laid out, I went into the kitchen to help Amanda. "Best you strip off here, then I'll help you into the shower, in fact, I think I need one after you." Amanda gingerly stood and started to undress. She pulled her T-shirt over her head displaying a white lacy bra that only just contained her large breasts, I watched as Amanda reached behind and unclipped the bra strap. Once released from the confining bra, Amanda's large breasts dropped only slightly, I saw the large areole surrounding each nipple becoming visible as she lowered the bra then dropped it to the floor. She didn't seem to notice my eyes widen as I took in the sight of the large nipples sitting in the centre of the areole, however the nipples started to slowly get more erect, "Probably from the cool air in here." I thought. Next Amanda hooked her thumbs into her shorts and slowly lowered them to the ground. I held her arm as she lifted her feet to step out of them. Without any hesitation, Amanda slowly started to remove her white hipster panties. When she straightened after stepping out of them, I couldn't help but notice that Amanda was cleanly shaven, and her labia were plainly visible. I closed her eyes and slowed my breathing, "OK you're just helping her, calm down" I thought.
All sorts of wonderful images had sped through my mind when I'd seen how clean and lickable Amanda's pussy had been. Amanda held out her arm and wrapped it around my shoulder. I felt Amanda's heavy breast brush then bump against mine as I helped Amanda to the shower, I couldn't help looking down at the breast pressed hard up against mine, "Mmmmmmm I would love to run my tongue around that nipple right now" I thought, the image causing my vagina to emit a spark of energy, straight up my body to my own nipples, causing them to strain against the material of my bra. Although my bra was a sheer lacy one, whenever my nipples were erect for whatever reason, the bra felt very rough and caused my nipples to become extremely sensitive, the sensitivity increasing with each movement.
My right arm was wrapped around Amanda's back and the feel of her skin was heightening my arousal even more than the sight of those wonderful breasts. I was tempted to slide my hand down to Amanda's tight, pert arse cheeks and give them a squeeze, but decided better not too. "Wouldn't want to scare the poor girl, but then she can hardly run away," I barely contained the giggle that rose in my throat as we entered the bathroom. The steam was pouring over the top of the large shower stall, and when Amanda opened the stall door it enveloped her. "Are you OK by yourself?" I asked," Yes I can cope for now thanks," I wasn't sure but it looked like Amanda had a slight smile on her face as she entered the shower, "OK, I'll go and find some clothes, take your time"