Caring For My Injured Niece

A little before summer I got a call from my sister who asked me if her daughter could spend the summer with me. She explained that both she and her husband got a grant from National Geographic to study a rare bird in Costa Rica for the summer. They were both ornithologists. We know Kim is old enough to stay home alone but, as you know, we live in a very rural area and she needs to find a job to help pay for her college expenses. We thought that it might be easier for her to find work if she stayed with you. Also she got in some boy trouble at her college this year and we think she should have some supervision. She knew that I was retired, lived alone, and had a two bedroom house. Kim should be good company and will help you with all of your household chores. I had not seen Kim in over three years back when she was still in High School. I told my sister yes. I would be pleased to have her company. We decided on a date for me to meet her at the airport and she said she would call me with the arrival time.

On her arrival date, I picked her up at the airport and drove about 60 miles back to the small town where I lived. She was a very pretty young lady and seemed happy to see me. She was dressed in a short skirt and white blouse. I showed her around my single floor house. I had the master bedroom with a door into the bathroom and her bedroom was down the hall that also had a door off the hallway into the same bathroom. She put her clothes away in her bedroom and we sat down in the living room and talked. She told me that she was majoring in sociology but she got poor grades. She said she did not study very much but had a good time dating boys and making girl friends. She planned on trying harder next year and asked if I knew anywhere she might find a job. I said I did not but would take her downtown tomorrow and we could look around. I said I could drive you but you need to learn the bus routes since you do not have a car. I will go with you. I had her update her resume with my address. She had her own cell phone number.

I made our supper and she cleaned the kitchen. We watched TV that night. The next morning after breakfast we took the bus to town and she left her resume at various stores. I showed her around the small town which was an easy walk. After we took the bus home, that afternoon she got a phone call requesting her to come back tomorrow for an interview. She made supper and we discussed sharing housekeeping duties. We decided that I would do the shopping and cooking and she would do the house cleaning and clothes washing. Again we watched TV and talked and went to bed early.

The next morning I made breakfast, she cleaned the kitchen, and I drove her downtown for her interview. She got the job, clerking in a dress shop. She was very happy and I bought a bottle of wine to celebrate. When we got home she wanted to start celebrating. We opened the wine and after two glasses each on an empty stomach she seemed quite drunk. She started telling me about her college sexual experiences. She told me that she had a lesbian affair with her roommate, that she liked very much, but all the men she dated climaxed within 10 minutes and never satisfied her. She asked me if I still liked sex. I told her yes very much but I had erectile dysfunction (ED) and could not fuck. She said she never heard about that. What is it? I said most men when they get old can no longer get an erection. Even Viagra no longer works or is unsafe for people with high blood pressure. She asked, what do I do about it? I said that I usually watch porn and get aroused and masturbate. She asked what kind of porn do you like? I told her lesbian porn because there is no fucking only rubbing and licking. She asked if she could see some? I said after supper.

I prepared supper and after supper she cleaned the kitchen. She had sobered up somewhat. I asked if she still wanted to see some lesbian porn. She said yes. I said I was going to change my clothes into a robe. You might want to do the same. We did and I poured us some more wine. We sat next to each other and watched the porn videos on my laptop. In a short while we both started masturbating. A little while later, we were each masturbating the other and discussed how we liked to be rubbed. I was also kissing her tits. We both climaxed and I said we should go to bed in our separate rooms.

The next morning she got up early because she had to go to work. She took a shower but I had left my bathroom door open and had a mirror in my room that reflected the shower door. When she came out of the shower and was drying off, she noticed me watching her in the mirror. Rather than turning around so I could only see her butt she removed the towel and dried her hair while turning in a circle exposing her whole body and smiled. I got up and put my robe on and made our breakfast. She came out dressed and we ate breakfast. I still had my robe on and before she went out the door she reached under my robe and squeezed my penis. I was totally befuddled.

When she came home at 6 PM she acted like nothing had happened. I made dinner and we ate. She told me about her day and that she liked the people she worked with. I took my shower after supper and when I got out of the shower she was sitting on the toilet peeing. I walked over to her with my towel in my hand and said, I see we are using the bathroom together. I guess I don't need to shut the door to my bedroom. I handed her my towel and said after you pull up your panties would you dry my back. Afterwards, I turned around and put my foot up on the toilet seat and said you may finish drying my front side. I also said since she was in charge of cleaning the house, you could include cleaning my body in your duties. The shower is too small for the both of us but after I wash my face and hair I can turn off the water and you could soap my body. Then I will rinse off the soap and you can dry me. She said she would add that to her list of duties. She then asked if we were going to watch some more porn tonight. And I said if she wanted to. She said she did and went to her bedroom to put on her robe. Again we each masturbated the other as we watched the porn. This began our nightly ritual.

About a week later she did not come home when I expected. I was very worried. About 10 PM I got a phone call from the hospital, Kim had been in a serious car accident. Apparently a friend was giving her a ride home and someone failed to stop at a stop sign and crashed into the car. Because of the seat belt and airbag, she was not seriously hurt but had broken both of her legs. The car hit the passenger door next to where she was sitting. They said she would likely be in the hospital for a few days. I rushed to the hospital and saw her. Her legs were in traction and she said that she was told that she would likely not be able to walk again for months. I asked if there was any way I could contact her patients and she said no. They were camping in the jungle. I asked if there was anything I could bring her from home and she said no. The next day, when I saw the doctor he told me that she could be released in four days but she would have a cast on both legs and could not walk for at least a month. He said I needed to think about how to care for her in that condition.

I rented a wheelchair and bought her a transfer belt. A transfer belt is a padded belt that buckles around her waist and has a loop on both sides to grab and lift her. It also has a loop tightened around each leg to prevent the belt from sliding up when she is lifted. To get her on or off the bed or from or on the wheelchair, she needs to put her arms around my neck and hold on while I lift her using the loops on the transfer belt until she stands. With a half turn, I can then lower her on the chair or on the bed.

The day of her release from the hospital she was brought home in a wheelchair van. She was transferred from the wheelchair to the bed in my room, which was closer to the bathroom. After the aid workers had left, I discussed my plan with her about her care. The biggest problem I could see was with the bathroom. How do I get you on and off the toilet and give you a shower? I said it was a good thing that we got past our nudity issue because you would be nude most of the time. She smiled at that thought.

First the toilet. I will put on a transfer belt around your nude waist and legs. This way when I transfer you to the wheelchair and then to the toilet you will have no clothes getting in the way. I hope you can lean to one side to wipe your butt. If not, I can pull on one of the loops to lift one side for you to wipe. To get you off the toilet, you will put your arms around my neck, hold on and I will lift you upright with the belt loops, turn and set you back in the wheelchair.

When you are in a wheelchair roaming around the house you should wear your robe over the belt. It will give you warmth and some privacy from peeping uncle Tom. It still allows me to open the robe and reach your belt loops to move you, when needed. Or you could open the robe and flash uncle peeping Tom, if you want to get my attention. I also said jokingly, I wouldn't mind if you let me kiss your tits when I lift you. You know proximity can create uncontrollable urges. She smiled.

As for a shower, you will not have one. I will give you a sponge bath on the bed. I will put a towel beside you on the bed and use the transfer belt to roll you over onto the towel exposing your backside. I will then place a dishpan full of warm water containing a sponge on the bed, another empty pan, and a soap dispenser. After I wet your backside with the damp sponge, I will soap up my hands and rub your back, butt, legs, and feet around the casts. I will then wipe off the soap with the wet sponge squeezing the soapy water into the empty pan. An additional towel is used to dry you off. When finished I will put down another towel by your side and roll you over on it, face up. I will then wash and dry this side like I did with the other side.

Now for the sensuous part. When you are clean I would like your permission to give you an intimate massage until you climax. I will suck your tits and pussy and finger rub your pussy and vagina until you climax. I will be nude too to make it fair. If you want, you may rub my penis while I wash your front side. You are only allowed to suck my penis, if you want, after you have climaxed.

I will wash your hair later when you are in the wheelchair. I will put a towel around your neck and open your robe so it won't get wet and put the warm water pan in your lap. After I finish washing and drying your hair, I will likely kiss your tits. All good deeds should be rewarded. I will then ask you to wash my hair while I lean over the pan. At night we will be sleeping in the same bed so I can more easily attend to your needs. We can still watch porn and each masturbate the other. I hope we can progress to mutual oral sex during the night, if you desire.

As you can tell, I have been giving this a lot of thought. I want to be upfront with you to let you know what to expect. On the surface I am a pervert taking advantage of your circumstance. While this is true, I also know how much we have both enjoyed our previous sexual activities. You do have a choice. There are rehabilitation places nearby that will give you a sponge bath and take care of your toilet needs, without the intimacy that I offer. Let me know if you would prefer to go there. She said, when can I have my sponge bath? I said, now. We were both horny after our days apart.

She had a hospital gown on which I removed. I put the transfer belt over her waist and attached the loops around her legs. I then went into the bathroom and brought back two dish pans, one filled with warm water, a sponge, the other empty pan, a soap dispenser, and three towels. I placed one towel alongside her and rolled her on the towel onto her back. I dampened her with the sponge followed by my soapy hands. I paid particular attention to her buttocks and anus. When I rubbed her anus, she did not loosen it inviting deeper rubbing. Maybe at a later date. I sponged off all of the soap and wiped her back side dry. I put down the second towel and turned her over. I again dampened her with the sponge, soaped her with my hands and rinsed her with the sponge. This time I paid particular attention to her tits and pussy. When I rinsed off the soap from her tits I kissed them. After rinsing her soapy vagina, I would lick my fingers and repeat until it did not taste like soap. I offered to shave her pussy hair. She said, maybe next time.

Now she was ready for the more intimate part of the bath. I took off all of my clothes. I reminded her that it was still her job as my housekeeper to help bathe me. I put the bathing pans within her reach and leaned over so she could wet, soap, rinse, and dry my chest and arms. When cleaned, I asked her to kiss my nipples. Then I sat next to her on the edge of the bed so she could repeat this for my back. I then stood and put one foot over her chest with the other still on the floor so she could clean and dry my leg, penis and balls. When cleaned, I asked her to lick my penis and balls. I turned and put the other foot across her chest and bent forward so she could clean my other leg, butt and anus. I asked her to stick a small soaped finger in my anus just up to the first knuckle and slide it in and out and repeat it without the soap. She did so without complaining. I was now clean enough and fully excited to continue her intimate massage.

I leaned over her tits and rubbed them on my face, in my mouth, and sucked her nipples. I then leaned over her tits with my nipples and asked her to rub her nipples on mine. I then got up on the bed straddling her body with my penis over her tits and my head over her pussy. But not touching them. I asked her to rub her tits on my penis while I lowered my head and licked and fingered her clit and vagina. Saliva makes a good sex lubricant. I put two fingers in her vagina and my thumb below her clit and rubbed and squeezed my fingers and thumb together. I was squeezing her G-spot. The more rapidly I rubbed and squeezed the more excited she became. When she finally had an orgasm, I could feel her vagina clamping on my fingers in a pulsating movement. I then asked her to stop rubbing my penis on her tits and slid back for her to lick and suck my penis and balls, until I came. She did so with enthusiastic intensity.

I told her the reason why you did not like fucking men is that all women need more time to be sexually aroused than men. You need to insist that you climax first, before he is allowed to fuck you. After a climax, a women become less aroused much more slowly than men, so you will still enjoy being fucked. Women will always be more attentive to your needs than men, if you want to continue in that direction. Also, I said, we do not need to wait for bath time, we can do this intimate massage anytime, during the afternoon, porn watching at night, or in the morning. Just let me know when you are feeling horny. She said, I will hold you to that.

Some nights she wanted to sleep on her side and not her back. I would pull on the loop and roll her over to her side facing me. I would then slide down and kiss her tits. I would sleep in this position. She would wake me in the morning rubbing her tits on my face. I could not think of a more perfect way to wake up in the morning.

Kim was often more horny than I was. If I climaxed twice a day I would be very satisfied. She needed much more than that. If I was in my twenties I could keep up but I am over 65. She proposed a game called pussy tasting. It was like wine tasting but with a flavored pussy. She would line up four different beverages, it could be wines, beers, fruit juices, or flavored waters. Sitting in her wheelchair she would open her robe and I would kneel with my head between her legs. She would pour a small amount of the beverage in her vagina and I was to lick it out. I would also stick two fingers in, move them around, and let her lick them to also judge the taste. Between tastings she would pour in some water in her vagina to wash out the beverage and I would clean my palate when I licked out the water. We would discuss how we liked the flavors just like at a wine tasting. I wondered if she learned this game in college. If so, no wonder college grades are going down but enrollments are going up. I loved the game and she would often climax but I would not.

I was surprised at how many of the household cleaning duties she could perform from the wheelchair. I had a cordless, light weight, stick vacuum cleaner that she could use on the carpets. A wet/dry mop with removable heads which could be washed in the wash machine and reused on the kitchen, dining room, and bathroom floors. My clothes washer and dryer were front loaded that she could reach. After she washed and folded my clothes and the towels she could put most of them away on shelves or in drawers. She did need help in making our bed and hanging my shirts and pants in the closet.

A week later I said, I hope that you will be well enough to walk before your parents come back. Explaining our living situation to them would be very difficult. Please tell me if anything I do is objectionable to you or you would like to do something different. We can always adapt and improve or even stop, if you change your mind about our situation. She said, I may never want to walk again. If college does not work for me, maybe you could hire me as your live-in housekeeper. I said, we will see how it goes. You can always come back next summer and earn money for next year's college.