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"Why are you doing this?"
Liam asked as the beautiful, dark-haired, twenty-two-year-old climbed into his bed. She didn't answer him as she lifted the sheet and slurped his slim, limp penis into her mouth. She sucked on it and dug her long fingernails into his ass as she pulled him to her, taking all of his dick into her mouth.
"Fuck!" he cried out. "Oh! That feels good!"
His dick grew hard as she bobbed and tongued his cock. She no longer was able to fit all of it into her mouth.
"You don't have to do this," he said, "but I'm glad you are." The young woman was naked. He reached down and fondled a firm bare breast.
She was relentless as she sucked, stroked, clawed, and stimulated him. She crooked her neck and looked up at him with big, blue eyes. He said, "This is the wrong time to say this, but damn, you have your mother's sparkling eyes."
Leahy giggled and playfully bit him before resuming blowing him enthusiastically until he shot his load.
^^^Twenty-three years earlier^^^
"Fuck!" Liam shouted as his ATV slid on the snow, flipped over, and threw him out of the vehicle. The machine tumbled down the hill. On its journey, it landed on him, breaking his leg.
His fellow hunters took him to the hospital, where he was rushed into surgery and had metal screws and plates put in his leg. His first night in the hospital was a blur due to the pain, anesthetic, and medicine he was given.
Family and friends visited him the next day. He mostly slept. That night he woke and met Maeve, his night nurse. She was an attractive woman who
he guessed was in her mid-to-late thirties. She had sparkling blue eyes and wavy, dark, brown hair.
"Hello, handsome. How are you feeling?" she asked.
"Groggy. My right leg aches, and my hands hurt." Liam lifted his hands and saw both were covered in bandages. There was a cast on his right leg below the knee.
"Your hands have cuts and scrapes, and you broke your tibia, your shin bone. The doctors fixed you up, put your leg in a cast, and in a couple of months, you should be as good as new."
"What time is it?"
"A little after midnight," Maeve said.
"That's odd. I feel wide awake."
"It's not unusual for your internal clock to be off. You've been on pain medicines and sleeping a lot during the day. It'll turn around, but until then, you can keep me company." She smiled, and added, "I work the eleven-to-seven shift. Not a lot happens, and most people are sleeping.
"How'd it happen?" she asked, pointing at his leg.
"I was deer hunting with my uncles, cousins, and friends. We had a good morning. The snow began coming down hard, so around noon, we decided to head home. Going down the mountain, my ATV slid sideways in the snow and flipped over, sending me flying."
"Was your seatbelt on?"
"No." He shook his head, smiled sheepishly, and added. "The damn thing tumbled after me and landed on my leg. It hurt like a son-of-a-bitch."
They chatted a bit longer while she took his vitals and checked the machines the nineteen-year-old was hooked up to. She stopped by every hour during her shift. She always had a smile for him, he eagerly smiled back, and they talked.
He fell asleep after her five a.m. visit.
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The next night, Maeve breezed into Liam's room just after eleven p.m. at the beginning of her shift and said, "Hello. How's it going?"
"Peachy."
She picked up his chart, reviewed it, and said, "I see you've been a bad boy. You didn't let them bathe you this afternoon."
"I don't remember being asked."
"It says here Ms. Treadwell had you scheduled for two o'clock. Why wasn't it done?" She flipped through his chart and said, "It doesn't say. Were you sleeping?
He gave her a blank stare.
"Oh. I bet I know why. There was a bad car accident this afternoon. It was an all-hands-on-deck situation, so I'm not surprised she didn't get to you. We'll get it done tonight after I check on everyone, okay?"
"Okay."
Two hours later, she returned with the necessary supplies and said brightly, "Bath time."
"Great," he muttered with false enthusiasm.
"Roll over. Let's get it done with a minimum of awkwardness."
He rolled away from the nurse. She untied his hospital gown and placed a folded rubber mat on the bed. She said, "I put the mat on half of the bed. Roll over and I'll cover the other side so we don't get your bed soaking wet."
He rolled over slowly. She got the mat in place. "Okay. Lay on your back." The patient did. The nurse smiled and pulled the gown off on him, folded it, and placed it on his genitals to cover them.
She chatted as she washed him with damp, soapy clothes. Those were followed by wet, clean clothes she rinsed in a basin of clean water.
She was thorough, doing his eyelids, the creases of his elbows and knees, and in between his fingers and toes. She had him roll over. She neglected to cover his ass as she washed his back.
"I have to wash your butt and penis. If you were capable, I'd have you do it, but..."
"But I have bandages on both hands," he said, finishing the sentence for her. "I apologize in advance in case I get aroused."
"Your apology may be premature," she said and laughed. "I haven't seen your hard cock. It may impress me."
Liam guffawed. She joined in. She had him spread his legs, and she washed his ass. She was as thorough as she had been with his other parts. She wiped and pressed several times on his anus. He got an erection.
"Roll over!" she ordered.
He did. She didn't cover his groin. She inspected his erect penis, smiled, and said, "That's a fine cock. You have nothing to apologize for. I'm sure all the ladies you've shown it to have been equally dazzled."
They shared a laugh. She washed his penis and testicles.
"Oh. Oh," he moaned as she rubbed his cock. "Sorry for the noises. I can't help it."
She gave him an understanding smile and whispered, "I know." She grasped his dick and stroked his cock until he grunted and came into a cloth. She milked his cock, drawing out all of his cum.
He looked at her in horror, expecting to be lambasted. She calmly said, "There. We're all done."
She dried him and had him roll to the left and right, so she could remove the rubber mat. She put a fresh gown on him, covered him with a sheet, gathered her supplies, and left without saying a word about his exploding cock.
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The next day, Liam was discharged and went to his mother's home. The first thing he did was send a gorgeous flower display to the hospital for nurse Maeve, thanking her for her care.
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Ten days later, Liam was in the hospital parking lot with two cups of coffee. He sat on the hood of his car, waited, and watched the night shift employees exit the building. When he saw Maeve, he hollered, "Good morning, Maeve!" He waved and hobbled over to her, carrying the coffees.
She stopped, looked at the fit, young man, and a rye smile appeared on her face. "What are you doing?" she asked.
"Did you get the flowers?"
"Yes. They were lovely."
"I brought you some coffee. Dark roast. Cream and no sugar." He offered the cup to her. She took it and asked, "How did you know how I like my coffee?"
"I asked a co-worker," he said and beamed. "Can I buy you breakfast?"
"Sure." She smiled and appeared to be flattered that the handsome man, twenty years younger than she had gone to all this trouble.
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An hour later, they were in her apartment. She put her keys and purse on the hall table, turned to him, and he kissed her. He hugged and kissed her, pressing her back against the wall.
"Mmmm," she moaned. She giggled and sounded amused.
He kissed her passionately and pawed at her body, grabbed her butt, and squeezed a breast.
She laughed and said, "I'm thirty-eight-year-old. You're nineteen. What are we doing?
"I want you!"
"You can have me. It's not like there's a long line of men wanting to date a twice-divorced woman my age." She laughed as he kissed and touched her body.
"I love your laugh. I love your sparkling blue eyes."
"I love young fit men. Can we do this with your injuries?"
"My hands have healed, and my broken leg only limits me a little. Where's your bedroom?"
"This way."
She led him to her bedroom. He quickly took off her clothes and stripped. Maeve was an Irish lass. As expected, she had pale skin and twinkling blue eyes. She was in pretty good shape for her age. Her breasts sagged a bit, her ass was fine, nicely rounded, and her belly had the beginning of a pooch on her abdomen, but it didn't distract from her sexiness. She had thick, curly brown hair on her head and her sex.
Liam was enchanted by her. She was the fun, vivacious woman who'd given him a handjob in the hospital. He kissed and caressed every part of her. He sucked her soft breasts and devoured her tangy sex.
"Oh. Oh. Oh!" she moaned and came on his tongue.
After a break, she smiled and said, "It's been a while since anyone has gone down on me."
She grabbed his cock and put it in her mouth.
"Ohhh!" he groaned.
"Oh. Yeah!," he cried as she demonstrated her skills. He pulled away from her when he was close to cumming. He had other plans for his sperm.
They fucked. She displayed her playful, high-spirited nature, and was very vocal.
"Oh. Oh. Ohhh." she moaned as the young man drove his rock-hard cock into her pussy. He did it while on top of her, under her, and behind her. He gently caressed her curves as they had sex, and at other times, he mauled her tits and ass.
He laid her on her back, put her ankles on his shoulders, and drilled her hairy pussy with youthful vigor.
"Ohhh. Ohhh! Ohhh!" she cried out as she climaxed.
"Oh. Oh!" he groaned as he buried his cock in deep and gave her his seed.
They rested, got a drink, and did it two more times with equal passion and intensity.
In the end, Maeve lay hot, sweaty, and exhausted on her bed. She shouted, "Go home! No more! I can't take any more sex!"
Liam smiled and asked, "See you tomorrow?"
"Yes."
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