The next morning she went to his home as invited. It was a nice house in an upmarket neighbourhood and it was obvious they were not short of money. The wife let her in and introduced herself as Elizabeth or Liz for short.
As they sat in the kitchen drinking coffee, Lennie had the opportunity to look at her properly. She was in her mid thirties and obviously took care of herself with a good figure and fresh complexion. Although she had been a bit wary at first, Lennie found herself warming to her and they chatted easily and comfortably about all manner of things.
At last Liz broached the subject that Lennie had known all along would arise eventually.
'Look, I really wanted to thank you for what you did for us yesterday. We normally enjoy a very active sex life and we had been missing each other desperately. What you did for us was tremendous and I was really pleased to be able to make Doug feel good.'
'It was nothing,' said Lennie suddenly feeling embarrassed.
'Oh yes it was,' replied Liz, 'and just as a small token of our appreciation we'd like you to have this.' She pushed a small envelope across the table which Lennie took and opened. In it was a fifty-pound note with a short note thanking her for her help.
'I can't take this!' said Lennie.
'Of course you can and don't be silly. I know that auxiliaries are not at all well paid so please go out and have a good evening on us.'
Lennie quite literally did not know what to say.
Liz continued. 'It's not just for yesterday but what you did for him before as well.'
Lennie looked at her incredulously and with a certain amount of apprehension. 'What do you mean?' she asked cautiously.
'You know, masturbating him and letting him have your knickers overnight!'
Lennie was floored. For the first time in her life she just did not know how to respond.
Liz laughed at the look on her face.
'Look, don't worry; I assure you I'm not out to make any trouble or cause you problems. I was terribly worried about Doug after the accident but now I know he's going to be all right, I have other concerns for him. I know he misses sex and what you did for him, and us, is really appreciated. I can take care of my own needs with my fingers or vibrator, although God knows, they can't replace the real thing, but Doug has been confined to that bed for weeks now and I could see his hunger increasing each time I visited him.'
Lennie remained silent and amazed.
'Look, I'm not one of these jealous wives who want complete fidelity from their husband,' went on Liz, 'I'm just pleased you were able to do something to help his frustration.'
'What else do you know?' she asked faintly
'What else is there to know? You have a little mole inside your thigh at the very top and although you have some hair at the front, you are shaven round your vagina. Before I got there yesterday you'd had Doug's penis in your mouth, and I must say it was wonderful to walk in and see his erection.'
Lennie sat there mortified as Liz continued.
'On my way to see him I had been wondering if there would be any chance of doing something but I hadn't expected that. You were an absolute Godsend, and when Doug rang me this morning and told me he'd masturbated you after I left, I was pleased that you'd got something out of it as well.'
Lennie just sat there not really believing what she was hearing.
'He was telling me about you while we were making love and,' she reached across and put her hand on Lennie's and lowered her voice confidentially, 'I don't think I've ever cum so quickly or strongly before in my life! Twice!! I was so carried away that I swallowed his sperm without thinking - the first time I've done that for ages!! Come to think about it, it didn't taste nearly as bad as I seem to remember it did some years ago.' She giggled softly. 'Perhaps my tastes are changing.'
She sat back. 'Anyway, what did he tell you about me?'
Lennie was not sure she should respond. All this open-ness was one thing, and she was amazed at what had been said so far, but how would Liz react if some of her secrets came out.
'Well...nothing really'
'I don't believe that.' said Liz. 'He must have told you something? Come on don't be shy'
'Well.....he did mention something about a damp patch in the bed but I wasn't really taking too much notice.' she hastened to add.
'He told you about that did he?' She leaned back in her chair and half closed her eyes. 'You've no idea how much I miss that wet patch. It's always a lovely reminder the next day and, sometimes when I'm making the bed after he's gone to work and see it, I have to have to take matters into my own hands so to speak.'
'I know what you mean.' said Lennie. 'I've sometimes done that when my boyfriend has gone to work and left me in bed, especially if I'm on afternoons.'
Liz suddenly sat upright again. Looking straight at Lennie she said quietly there was another reason for inviting her here but it was a bit embarrassing and she didn't know how Lennie would react.
Lennie laughed. 'After what you've just been talking about you're embarrassed?'
'It was something Doug told me about you yesterday. I've always wanted to shave myself but been too frightened in case I cut a bit I shouldn't, if you understand what I mean. Doug has tried in the past but no sooner has he started things seem to go awry and we wind up fucking like fury!!' She looked hopefully at Lennie. 'Could I ask you if you'd be willing to do it for me? I know it would be such a massive turn on for Doug but it is his birthday tomorrow and in his circumstances I want him to remember it for reasons other than being in hospital.' Her face reddened and she looked away immediately. 'Look, this is really embarrassing....please forget I asked. I'm sorry' and started to get up.
Lennie quickly reached across the table and took Liz's hand.
'We'll need some scissors, a razor, soap, water and a towel. It will be much easier also if you are laying down. Would you like me to do it now?'
