Chapter 4
At three that afternoon, I was sitting on the deck behind our house, reading. The spring sunshine was just warm enough to feel good on my bare chest and legs. I closed my eyes and leaned back in the chair, stretching languidly.
Why couldn't life be like this all the time? Spending my days reading and relaxing-fucking the lonely neighborhood housewives. I let the memories of Polly spill over me, smiling as I relived our earlier encounter. My cock twitched when I remembered how hot it felt when she began pulsing around my dick. My fingers were sliding toward my crotch when the feminine voice startled me.
"A penny for your thoughts."
My eyes flew open and I looked up into the grinning face of Karen. She was shaking her long auburn hair free from the tight coil that kept it tucked neatly up under her nurse's cap. Another neighbor and friend, Karen worked first shift at the hospital. She had stopped to check in on me almost every day on her way home from work. Even though I was well on the way to recovery, our afternoon visits had become almost a ritual. It gave her time to unwind before going home and, as always, I loved the company..
I laughed, trying not to sound nervous, and motioned for her to have a seat.
"Mind if I get some tea first?" she asked. "It's been a long day."
"Help yourself," I said.
"Would you like a refill?" she asked, nodding toward my empty glass. "Sure."
I'd always known that Karen filled out her uniform nicely but that afternoon, I could not take my eyes off of her swaying ass as she walked across the deck toward the sliding glass doors.
"Down, boy," I muttered to my dick who was wide awake and starting to pay attention.
I managed to smile at her when she returned with our drinks.
She took a seat in the chair next to mine, leaned back and relaxed slowly with a long, drawn-out sigh. Little by little, her skirt slid upward, revealing smooth, firm thighs encased in white stockings. My hands itched to touch her and I could not take my eyes off her.
"You okay?" she asked after a few minutes. "Yeah," I answered.
"You sound tired or bored," she said, turning to look at me.
"I am," I confessed. My thoughts were whirling. "Tired of soap operas and talk shows," she sipped her tea.
"And reading," I added, holding up the paperback.
We were silent for a moment. The high privacy fence surrounding the back yard kept out prying eyes, but not the sounds of the neighborhood. An occasional car passed on the street, but at this time in the afternoon, it was mostly quiet.
"I saw something interesting on TV this morning," I began.
"Yeah," she said, turning toward me. She seemed totally unaware of the fact that the top button of her blouse had come undone.
"It was about couples cheating on each other."
"It happens," she said.
"Have you ever cheated?" I asked.
She gave me a level look. "Once. He was a doctor, a few years older than me, consulting on a neurosurgical case at the hospital. I don't even remember his name, just the incredible desire we felt for each other almost from the start."
I swallowed hard and kept quiet.
"I didn't even try to fight it. One night, I told Brian I was working late. The doctor and I found an empty room with an empty bed and fucked each other's brains out." Her voice was taking on a dreamy tone.
It wasn't difficult to imagine her rolling around on the bed naked with some distinguished-looking doctor.
"Did Brian ever find out?" I asked. She shook her head. "What about you?" I couldn't answer.
"Surely you've had the opportunity," she pressed. "In the past few weeks, you could have seduced any one of the women in the neighborhood."
"I've thought about it," I managed to croak.
"Have you thought about me?" she asked with a coy little smile.
Again, I couldn't answer.
"Come on, confess," she teased. "You have, haven't you?" I nodded.
"I've thought about it, too," she whispered. Her green eyes twinkled with a light I hadn't noticed before and she caught her lower lip between her teeth. "You see, I like to play games, pretend. Brian isn't into that."
At the mention of her husband's name, my desire for her grew that much stronger.
"No one would ever know if we played doctor, Lucas."
I was trembling. Karen had examined my ankle dozens of times since the accident. She had taken my temperature, listened to my heart and checked my blood pressure. The game she was suggesting would involve a more extensive examination.
"Shall we go inside or would you like to examine me here, doctor?" she was asking.
Even before I answered, she sat up straight and faced me. Unbuttoning her blouse, she let it fall open. Her bra hooked in front and she released that with a flick of her wrist. I sat there staring at her breasts. They weren't necessarily big, but they were delicious-looking, creamy mounds of flesh topped with light coral-colored nipples. As the air caressed the sensitive buds, they stiffened.
"You can examine my breasts right here," she breathed.
When I did not move, she reached for my hands and guided them to her breasts. Her skin was soft and slightly damp. The nipples grew even harder, burning hot holes in my palms. She sighed softly at my touch and chewed on her lower lip again.
My erection made a lewd bulge in my shorts and Karen's sharp eyes did not miss it. "It looks like I have your attention, doctor," she said.
Leaning forward, I kissed her. She sighed again and pressed her breasts against my hands. I kneaded and caressed her globes while working my tongue down her neck to the sensitive skin in between. She tasted slightly salty, but she smelled good. Moaning, I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it slowly. Continuing to make little circles with my tongue, I moved to the other side.
By this time, Karen was moaning steadily. She leaned back and thrust her breasts into my face, giving herself to me completely. "They're very sensitive, doctor," she whispered. "Sometimes, I think I could cum just from having them sucked."
"That's a very interesting theory," I muttered. Pushing her breasts together allowed me to suck both nipples at the same time. "Perhaps we should test it."
"Oh, doctor," she moaned.
It was clear that Karen was not pretending about her excitement. That much was real. She squeezed her legs tightly together and squirmed on the chair while I continued to lick and suck.
"Just keep licking," she whispered. Reaching for my prick, she began squeezing it through my shorts. "My panties are already wet. My clit is so swollen. If I squeeze my legs together around it.. . "
Her sentence ended with a gasp and she shuddered. At that moment, I would have given most anything to be squeezed between those long legs. Instead, I sucked both nipples deep and flicked them roughly with my tongue.
"Cumming," she whimpered, her ass rocking on the chair. "Fuck, I'm cumming."
As her orgasm ripped through her, my tongue never stopped. She ran her fingers through my hair, cradling my head against her chest, and her throaty moans slowly turned to satisfied whimpers.
"That was quite a breast exam, doctor," she said when she released me.
I looked up into her eyes and smiled. "I'm afraid we're not finished yet."
"I was hoping you'd say that," she whispered, and we kissed again.
While our tongues danced, my hands slid down to her thighs and forced them apart gently. Her skirt was pulled up high enough so that I could see the wet crotch of her pink panties. Stray red hairs curled out around the legs. She gasped when I cupped her mound and gave it a hard squeeze.
"Perhaps we should go inside so I can finish my tests," I suggested.
"First, I'd like to practice giving you an oral exam," she told me, her hand on my dick again.
"Of course, Nurse Karen," I said, easing my shorts down out of the way. "Practice makes perfect."
Karen moved to her knees on the deck and just sat there looking at my swollen cock for a few moments. She handled me expertly, her touch firm but tender, and she seemed to know all my sensitive spots. After a few more minutes, she leaned forward and sniffed her way up and down the length of my dick. Her silky hair brushed my thighs like fingers, adding to the excitement of feeling her hot breath against my crotch.
"Taste it," I breathed, eager to feel her hot mouth.
Karen licked me, slowly running her tongue up and down the shaft. When she rolled it across my swollen knob, I gasped and humped upward, urging her to continue. She teased me for a few minutes longer, flicking the tip of her tongue back and forth across my nerve bundle while her hands stroked me steadily. I rewarded her with a gusher of pre-squirt, which she lapped up hungrily. Then her tongue was back, probing into my little hole for more.
"Suck it," I grunted, loving the way she concentrated on the task at hand.
My neighbor's wife made a little ring of her lips and forced them down over my cockhead. Her tongue was still doing most of the work, but as she swallowed me slowly, she squeezed me with her lips.
"Very nice work," I whispered. "You've been practicing."
Karen released me as slowly as she had swallowed me. Then she used her fingers to smear her spit and my pre-cum into my shaft. "Before when you asked me about cheating, I only told you half the story. Sometimes, when I'm on duty at the hospital, it's obvious that a patient needs some extra relief."
She took my cock into her mouth again, sucking gently. I patiently waited for her continue.
"I do that with my mouth or my hands. Several times, I've actually caught them masturbating and helped out."
Again, she wrapped her mouth around me. While I watched her, I imagined lying in a hospital bed while her strong nurse's hands jacked me off.
Karen released me abruptly with a loud slurp. "And, yes, I treat all of my patients the same way-male and female," she finished. Looking up at me, she licked her wet lips.
That added a whole new slant to my thoughts.
"Let's go inside now, nurse," I said. "You're going to need to take off the rest of your clothes."
Obviously pleased with our little game, Karen stood up and helped me to my feet. I hobbled along in front of her and she closed the door behind us once we were inside. Turning, I took her into my arms and we kissed long and deep. She clung to me, pressing her nipples into my chest and humping the thigh I worked between her legs. I squeezed her ass hard, pulling her even closer.
"How would you feel about giving me a rectal exam, doctor?" she asked, her voice shaking.
God, it had been years since I'd experienced that pleasure. "I think I could accommodate you. The guest room is right across the hall. I'll see you in there."
At that moment, the phone rang.
"I'll be waiting," she whispered when my fingers touched the receiver.
"Hello," I said, watching Karen's ass moving away from me.
It was Peg. "Lucas, did I wake you?"
I cleared my throat and then lied. "Yeah."
"I just called to let you know that I have to work an hour or so longer this evening."
"No problem," I assured her.
"Should I stop and pick something up for dinner?" she asked.
"I think I'll make steaks for us this evening."
"That would be great," she said, sounding genuinely pleased.
"Hey, it's the least I can do." My thoughts were already straying to what awaited me in the bedroom. I squeezed my aching cock.
"I gotta go," she said. "See you tonight."
My conversation with my wife was over long before I hung up the receiver. By the time I reached the bedroom where Karen lay waiting, Peg was the last thing on my mind.
She was lying across the bed on her back completely naked. With her legs spread wide, she rubbed her clit with two fingers. Her eyes opened slowly when I entered the room and she pushed two fingers into her wet pussy. I stood there watching the tiny opening suck on her fingers.
"Do you like what you see?" she asked.
I nodded.
Karen pulled her fingers from her pussy and a flood of juices bubbled up and out. She used her fingertips to smear them up and over her clit. Then she used those same fingers to work them down her crack to her puckered ass-hole.
"I wanted to be ready for you," she whispered, humping the air wantonly.
It was easy to see that she was more than ready for me.
"My ass-hole is just itching for your dick." With that, she rolled onto her stomach, spread her legs wide and pulled her cheeks apart with one hand. Her anal opening winked at me.
That was all it took to set me in motion. When I reached the bed, I pulled her close to the edge, leaned forward and rimmed her sweet-smelling ass-hole with my tongue. At the same time, I pushed two fingers into her pussy. Her cry of pleasure filled the room and she pushed back against my hand and mouth.
While pushing my tongue deep into her rectum, I transferred the wetness on my fingers to my throbbing cock. This way, both of us would be well-lubricated for what was to come. Her ass-hole squeezed my tongue, her pussy clamped down on my fingers and her moans grew louder. Finally, I pulled my fingers from her pussy and eased them one at a time into her ass-hole.
"It feels like you're running a fever, Nurse Karen," I said, slipping easily into my new role. "I am hot," she croaked.
"I'm going to take your temperature now," I told her.
Karen inched forward on the bed, giving me room to move into place behind her. Her pussy was as wet and hot and tight as I'd imagined it would be. It swallowed my prick with ease and did not want to release it. While working it in and out a few times, I squeezed her firm ass with both hands and teased her wet ass-hole with my thumbs.
At last, I withdrew from her completely and guided my dripping cock to her anus. I pressed the swollen knob between her cheeks and began to wonder if it would fit. Working it around and around in a small circle, I applied steady pressure. Karen pushed back against me, her breath coming in short little gasps.
And then, suddenly, I was inside of her. Both of us yelped in surprise. Karen's ass-hole snapped around the end of my dick like a rubber band and the pillows muffled her screams. I struggled to remain motionless, to give her time to adjust to my size.
Luckily, that didn't take long. Her squeals turned to little whimpering moans and she urged me to start moving. I gave her what she wanted, working my dick in and out of her ass-hole faster with each stroke. God, how I wanted this to last and, at first, I felt like I could fuck her ass all night without cumming. I watched her ass suck on my dick. I fingered her drooling pussy.
"Fuck me," Karen moaned. "Fuck my ass."
That set me off and all I wanted to do was cum! I began fucking her with abandon, ramming my cock in to the hilt. She met me stroke for stroke, taking everything I had and asking for more. Her ass grew tighter and tighter and the first tremors of orgasm rushed through me.
"God, I'm gonna blow," I grunted, fucking her even faster.
"Do it," she muttered. "Shoot your hot load into my ass-hole. I want to feel you cum!"
In the next heartbeat, hot spunk blasted out of the end of my dick, filling her ass-hole to overflowing. I roared and doubled my fucking speed as almost painful pleasure washed over me. I felt as if I was never going to stop shooting. That triggered Karen's orgasm. As she bucked and moaned beneath me, her ass literally sucked the last of the spunk from my cock.
We collapsed on the bed in a sweaty tangle of arms and legs, both of us gasping for breath.
I awoke to darkness. Disoriented, I sat up on the bed and tried to collect my thoughts. Then a car door closed and I realized Peg was just getting home from work.
"Karen!" I hissed, panic building as I felt for her in the darkness. God, if Peg found us together in here like this.