Day four of our morning ritual. Jen appeared in the kitchen doorway and smiled, legs crossed.
"Hi Rich, need to get ready now as the District Nurse is coming round to check my dressing at half nine, you ok to help."
"Sure, lead the way Jen, wash patrol fall in."
We marched up stairs like kids, giggling and laughing all the way to the bathroom.
"Oh God, I really need to pee," Jen suddenly looked distraught, I figured she needed some privacy.
"OK I'll wait out here til you finish, no worries." I turned to leave.
"Rich, I'm in pajamas and I can't get them down, help me." came the plaintive cry.
I looked back as Jen hopped from foot to foot.
"Hurry please, I really need to go."
I walked over as she stood in front of the toilet. Kneeling I pulled her bottoms down, as I did she sank down and opened her legs. I looked in awe again at her pussy, just as a jet of piss jetted out and into the bowl. I watched fascinated as the pee erupted from her pussy. I must have been close because I could feel little drops hitting my face. The smell was overpoweringly sexy.
"Wow!" I said, looking intently as the stream dwindled away to a few drops and then stopped.
"Ahhhhhh, that's better, what are you doing, haven't you ever seen a girl pee before perver."
"No not in real life, what a fantastic sight, that is so neat."
"Get off, come on we need to get going if I'm to be ready to have my inspection." she shuffled her feet then lifted them.
I got the message and pulled her bottoms off completely, she stood and used her good hand to push the flush. I was upright again and helped her take the top off. I now knew how hot to make the water and soon had a flannel soaped up.
"Arms up there's a good girl." I instructed as she grinned and lift her arms obediently. I soaped her armpits, chest, breasts and arms, as well as her good hand, then rinsed and carefully dried her. Today she lifted her foot onto the loo seat to allow me access to her pussy and bottom, which I duly cleaned and rinsed. she looked approvingly and nodded as I finished drying her.
"Hmm I may need to employ you on a more permanent basis," she sighed.
"Reasonable rates, no offer refused." I nodded, "Now into your room to dress."
Again I had the joy of looking at her neat small backside and her pussy lips as she bent to get her underwear.
"Hey I know you're looking at my bum as usual, stop whatever you're imagining, it ain't going to happen."
"No but it is in my mind, wow, you are one sexy sister." I laughed and sat on her bed.
Jen turned with a pair of plain white knickers but no bra. I looked quizzically and she grinned.
"Not enough to fill one anyway, so what the hell let's leave it off, who but you and me knows." She arched her eyebrow, "now you're not going to split on me are you?"
"Why would I, you dress how you like, you'd look beautiful if you wore a dustbin liner, you know that. Any road up it's not my job to say what you should wear, simply to get you into it. OK, Dress or Shirt, trousers or skirt?"
"Skirt and t-shirt please," she looked as I opened her wardrobe.
"OK, that blue skirt, yes that one and..that t-shirt, yes that one."
I looked in happiness at her outfit. She was going to look hot today.
I laid the items on the bed and dropped to my knees in front of Jen. She laid her knickers on my head and I snatched them off and held them open for her. Stepping in she straightened her legs as I began my morning pleasures by kissing my big sister from her feet to just under her boobs as I pulled her knickers up. I avoided those but kissed her lips as I finished. She wriggled to get them right. Some mornings she asked me to stick my finger in the legs to straighten them out.
I reached for her skirt and held it as she stepped in to it. Again kissing her as I straightened up and stood. I cinched it shut and pulled on the zip. Then as she taught me, as she pulled her tummy in I moved the zipper to the side. She held her hands up again and lent forward so I could pull the t-shirt over her head. I pulled it down and adjusted it. Jen looked amazing, so I told her, she grinned and banged her hip into mine.
"Can you just stop that, it's embarrassing, I'm just your sister, for heavens sake." She was beginning to go red though.
We were stopped by the doorbell, I went down to open the door, leaving Jen to tidy her bed and stuff. A young cheerful girl in a NHS blue top stood in the doorway.
"Jennifer Williams?"
"No I'm Rich Williams, you want my sister, come in." I stepped back to let her in, she carried a large shoulder bag and wore sensible shoes.
"Where is Miss Williams?" she asked, I pointed to the lounge and yelled up the stairs, "Hey gorgeous, lady for you." I turned and grinned at the girl who was looking back at me startled.
I heard Jen on the stairs then felt her hand swoosh my hair,
"Pest, Hi I'm Jen, please go in, do you want a tea or coffee?"
"Oh err, tea please, thank you."
"Job for you buster, two teas, bring in the milk and sugar so we can add our own." Jen growled.
I went and made tea, then toyed with the idea of lumping the four pint plastic milk bottle onto the tray and the bag of sugar, no not worth it I decided. I put some milk in a jug and added the sugar bowl, hefted the tray and walked into the lounge. The Nurse was unwrapping the bandage around Jen's hand, carefully re-rolling it as she removed it, quite a trick to carry off.
I put the tray on the coffee table and asked, milk and or sugar, adding as requested, then put the cup and saucer on the coaster by her side. I made up Jens and put it by her side. The nurse pulled out a box of sterile gloves and put a pair on. As we watched the nurse slowly peeled of the covering over Jens wound. It was a vivid red, but there was no pus or blood. She carefully felt around the wound area asking if Jen felt any pain. Jen said no at at each touch, so the nurse, then found a new dressing, a wad of cotton wool to pad above it, then carefully rewound the bandage around Jen's hand. once again fastening it in some mysterious way at the top. taking off the gloves she laid them on the tray, ok, I'd dispose of them then.
We sat and drank, the nurse making notes in her diary. She would come back on Monday and check again. Standing I led her to the door and let her out. I walked back in and Jen was sipping her tea. Her tiny nipples were obviously hard as there were two little points on her t-shirt. I decided not to pursue it and cleared up the tray and put the cups in the dishwasher. Coming back into the lounge I saw Jen reading her Kindle. So I popped upstairs to get my stuff together to go to College. I looked into the lounge and whistled at Jen, annoyed she looked up and grinned, I had another pair of her knickers on my head, worn like a hat, these were bright red.
"OK, I'm off to College, see you later, I'll pop back and make you a sarnie about one fifteen'ish is that ok. She nodded, her grin a mile wide. I laughed and peeled her knickers off and threw them at her, and bolted out the door.
"Pest," echoed down the hall. I grinned and closed the door. Always leave them laughing.
Week three, Day one
I was in the shower when the bathroom door opened and Jen came in, I waved and she wagged her oven glove paw at me, then hitching up her nightie sat down on the toilet. I carried on washing and finished as she stood to flush. I stepped out of the shower stall.
