"Now remember, I'm here to take care of you so tell me whatever you need and I'll do it." Amber said as she helped Mike out of the car. After only a few weeks in the hospital Mike was back on his feet though still recovering and Amber had decided to stay and take care of him. She knew she shouldn't feel responsible for what happened but she couldn't just leave Mike when he was still weak, especially knowing that Matt was still on the loose.
"I don't think the doctor would approve of what I wanted to do right now," Mike said with a small laugh.
"Maybe just take out and a movie tonight?" Amber suggested. There was more, a lot more than a quiet night in that Mike wanted but he knew he should be resting. Even in the hospital he was aching to bend Amber over and fuck her senseless, make her squirt and scream his name. She was his favorite toy and he could feel himself getting addicted. He knew the power he felt while fucking her was beyond anything he had experienced before and he hated feeling helpless and hoped she wouldn't lose interest in him if she was just seeing him as a patient.
Amber surprised herself by how natural it felt to care for this man who she, by all rights, should hate and fear. She was also surprised by his home, being rather young and a bank president she expected him to live in some yuppie type condo or a cluttered apartment with all sorts of tech gadgets but instead he lived in a very large, sparsely furnished and dark old Victorian house. She wondered what other surprises he had in store.
Mike leaned on Amber for support as she helped him inside the house and onto the couch.
"Just relax, I can manage," she silenced him when he tried to get up. First she untied his shoes and took them off, putting them away neatly in the closet. Next she undid his belt and stripped it off, imagining what it would be like tying up her wrists. Then she delicately unbuttoned his shirt and helped him out of it before unbuttoning his pants and slowly pulling those off as well. "I think you should get washed up before we eat," she said as she covered him with a blanket. She went into his bathroom and found some wash cloths and towels and came back with soap and a basin of warm water.
She gently washed his face with a cool cloth, exploring his features. Then she washed his chest, his arms, his stomach. Michael may have felt self conscious being cared for in such an intimate manner but Amber felt even more in awe of him like this, spread out totally naked in front of her, his large, heavy cock resting on his abs. Even in this vulnerable position he seemed powerful. He was also playful, and kept trying to pinch her nipples through her thin blouse before she could gently swat his hand away. He was usually so serious but he really was starting to enjoy teasing her.
"Remember what the doctor said, she doesn't want you getting all worked up right away, she said to give yourself a few days," Amber reminded him.
He gave her a devilish grin, "Yes mommy. But you know... the doctor didn't say anything about you getting all worked up. Let's skip the movie and have you be the show. I definitely think that would make me feel better."