My Uncle Brad loved to play chess with me every Thursday for the past five years. We would facetime from three until sometimes nine in the evening. I loved playing against him because he trained me as we played.
He also spoiled me my whole life, not just with gifts, but things that had meaning to me, he listened to every word I said while we played and he would learn what I wanted for my birthday, Christmas. Even a new car for my sixteenth birthday. An extremely expensive prom dress which he told me not to get any stains on it. Making me blush so red. He couldn't stop laughing.
Then he got sick, we learned he had Parkinson's a terrible disability. As he got worse, I would stop by as often as I could, I was a heart surgeon, so my hours were long and hard, but I made sure I was available for him every Thursday.
Now I would play him in person, I had to move pieces for him because his hands shook so bad. Because I had to move his pieces I had fun as I teased him moving the wrong piece to the wrong spot and back. He never got angry, he always laughed. Then one day he seemed different.
"Uncle Brad, you are getting worse, I'm going to move in and take care of you."
"Paula, I would love to have you move in, I am noticing I am getting worse also. Your mom has offered but she has a job so far away and I would hate for her to give it up."
"I will call her and tell her I'm moving in, that should help, you know we love you very much."
"I know, she has been a wonderful sister."
"Then I will pack tomorrow and move into the suite, I love that room, plus I'm still close enough to help if you yell."
"Just no cheating moving pieces on the board the body is failing but my mind forgets nothing."
"Oh yea, where are your car keys?"
"In my pants as always." He reached in and they weren't there.
"I could have sworn they were there."
I laughed as I held them up, "I took them when we hugged."
"You half-pint, next chess game I show no mercy."
I kissed his cheek, and he went to hug me, and his hand rubbed against my breast. He turned bright red, and I laughed.
"About time I got even for the stain comment about the prom dress." He laughed so hard as he hugged me again. "I love you, Paula."
We played a little chess, and I went home, the next day I called out, but said I would be available for emergencies, I was moving. I spent the day packing what I thought I needed, and then took a bunch of stuff to my favorite thrift store. Then I hired a realtor.
I arrived at my uncles, and he was out back getting some sun and rest, he wore a speedo swimsuit which made me laugh yet at the same time I marveled at the package inside it.
I walked up to him and sat on the chair. He smiled at me. "You're blocking the sun half-pint."
"You sure it's me, or that package in your suit?"
"Go move in and get ready for an ass whopping."
I kissed him and moved my stuff into the suite. Then I made us dinner, it was then I realized how bad he was getting he couldn't hold silverware.
"Uncle Brad, let me feed you, eating with your hands is just not right for a man as wonderful as you."
"How could I argue with that, thank you."
I fed him and we talked about our days. I loved all his stories, and learned so much more about him, he not only played chess, but his father was an oil executive, and he left mom and him his company. I had no idea mom was rich. It never came up because I lived such a wonderful life wanting for nothing. Explains how I could get all the way to PHD and have no college bills.
The first week with my uncle was so much fun, we spent all my off time talking about surgeries, funny things that happened, gags we played on each other, how the nurses switched my bra on me. I was so tired I didn't notice for an hour. They all burst out laughing when I came out of surgery braless and holding the bra.
"Uncle brad are you okay?" He looked at me funny, he could not speak. I called an ambulance and went with them to the hospital, I arrived, and they suited me up as they took him into surgery, I assisted, I had no idea what was going on, but he had a cyst on his larynx. They removed it and pulled me aside.
"Dr. Abrams your uncle may never speak again, his Parkinson's is advancing faster than we thought."
"Thank you, I am taking care of him now, and a friend of mine has said she will fill in when I'm working."
He spent three days in the hospital, long enough for me to get him a hospital bed. Vir moved into the suite, and I moved to my uncle's bed, that way I would be right next to him. Vir would help when I'm not available.
When moving her in she told me she was the one that switched my bra. We had a pillow fight laughing until she fell off the bed. We both lay on the floor laughing until I got a call that my uncle was having heart problems, we left right away. We waited for his exam to be completed. I may be a surgeon, but I have no training on diagnosing a problem.
"Dr. Abrams we meet again. Your uncle is okay, he was just angry he couldn't go home. He knows sign language, but because he shakes so much, he gets frustrated."
"We both know sign language, so we will have to learn to calm him down. Thank you again for seeing him."
"Your Uncle is my friend I care very much for him. Have you heard about a new building that will house the new surgery unit for heart patients? I wonder who donated the money?"
"I had no idea he did that; can we see him?"
"Because you are a doctor and a nurse, of course you can."
We walked in and he was sleeping, he needed to be changed and the nurse on duty told me she would get to him fast, but she was cleaning up another patient. We told her we would take care of him.
"Vir, could you roll him over, I can't look at him naked."
"Shit Paula, glad you can't look, I'm enjoying the view."
"That's my uncle perve." We laughed and continued.
I cleaned him up and asked Vir to lift his leg. "Shit, he is a bull." I washed his balls and Vir tried not to laugh as she washed the front of him, his cock rose, and she was bright red. We put a new diaper on him, and I washed the rest of him. I kissed his cheek. "I love you, Uncle Brad."
We left and Vir drove, I was crying. "He is fading away Vir, I hate seeing him that way."
"Sorry Paula, he has been a lot of fun over the years."
We got home and I lay on the couch crying, Vir got us a drink and she sat down lifting my head and placing it on her lap. She rubbed my shoulders until I stopped crying. I sat up and took a sip of my drink and removed my blouse and bra. Vir then rubbed my shoulders then she rubbed my breast. She bent down and kissed me. Raising my head and lying it down. She undressed and then she undressed me. She sat on my mound, I giggled.
"What wrong, your pussy hair is on mine, it's a very strange feeling."
She rubbed my belly, then my breast, then she hesitated, then she lay so our breast were touching, our breast could be twins, they were the same size, and same nipples. She looked into my eyes and kissed me, I thought I would be shocked but she felt so good, kissing a woman is so different, so hot. The kiss became more romantic, them sexual. we were rubbing each others wet pussy's kissing hard and hard. We both came at the same time, then we tasted each others fingers.
"Wow Vir, you taste a lot better than me."
"I don't drink ten sups of coffee ever half hour."
"I don't drink that much, do I?"
Vir kissed me again.
"You know doc, you are a very sexy kisser."
"Thank you nurse, is that a professional opinion?"
"Here's my lovers opinion." She bent down again and this kiss was very intimate, very sexy. I didn't want it to stop
"Paula, I have never had sex with a woman."
"Neither have I, but I can't help but touch your dripping pussy."
Vir stopped moving and we kissed. My finger was now inside of her, and she was bucking. "Paula, it feels so good, would you try two more fingers?"
I had no idea why I was doing this, but my fingers were so gooey, and Vir just got wetter and wetter.
"Paula, you should stop, if I cum I will squirt."
"I've never seen a woman squirt, what's it feels like?"