My wife, Kathy, is a nurse. She is 5'2, has brown hair and curves in all the right places, and is 34 years old. She has large round tits with thick nipples, a firm round ass and meaty calfs perfect for biting. To supplement her income she works as a home nurse checking in on elderly patients that are still capable of living on their own. One of these patients is a WWII vet that is wheelchair bound and shares a house with four other veterans, they are all still of sound mind and remain fairly active despite their advanced ages. I occasionally join her on her visits with them to do an odd handyman repair or sometimes just to provide an ear for a story. On these visits I often noticed the way the men would stare at my wife, the way they would brush their hands against her breasts or crotch while she leaned in to listen to their hearts or the way they would cop a feel of her ass when she would get their blood pressure. A guilty little thrill now and then, who was I to deny that, especially since Kathy didn't seem to mind and would even linger longer while they squeezed her.
A few months went by like this and Veterans Day approached, my wife asked me if I would like to go check on the guys in the home with her and maybe do a cookout. I agreed since we had no other plans and it seemed like a perfect way to celebrate.
A little more background on the guys at the home, Jerry was her main patient at the house, he lost a leg in Germany and was now confined to a wheelchair, he still had muscular arms and a stern face. Stuart was the funny one, always smiling always laughing, he had the distinguished good looks that only age and good genes could bring. Tom was the youngest at 72, he was the only one with any chubby to him his once iron board stomach now pouched due to inactivity and a few too many beers. Mark was the only black man in the group and was in the best shape due to his daily jogs and workout regimen, he kept his head shaved and his beard trimmed. Sam was the oldest, he was nearly 90 but was still spry compared to men half his age.
As I loaded the charcoal and beer into my truck Kathy came out the door. It took me a minute to catch my breath when I saw her. She was wearing a short yellow sundress that stopped just below her butt, with thin spaghetti straps and a neckline that accentuated her ample chest. Her brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she finished the look with her black cowboy boots. "Is that what you're wearing over there?" I asked.
"Yeah, why what's wrong with it?" Kathy asked innocently pointing her toe to the ground behind her as she looked down at her dress. She gave a twirl and the dress lifted up revealing her black thong panties.
I stammered for a moment trying to ignore my growing erection, "Can their hearts handle you dressed like that?"
