[wildfire54]

After my divorce.I dated a woman who worked as a home health nurse.That is she would visit people in their homes who had been discharged from a hospital or rehab center.And needed extra help until they got better to live on their own.She said it mostly pretty routine stuff.However,one incident did stand out with her.Took a great deal of prodding,(Not to mention a few shots of alcohol)to get her to tell it to me.One man,a 68yr old former veteran.Was home recuperating from recent surgery.He needed extra help with therapy and general hygiene.She and him hit it off fairly well,mostly chit-chat about life and things in general.He had been a widower for several years.And my friend had gone through a divorce.One time she came to visit looking pretty worn down.He got her to tell him what was wrong.She was exhausted from taking extra shifts.Her divorce,while there were no kids involved.Did involve some legal wrangling that left her with more bills than she was ready for.
He smiled and said maybe he could help out.As he was fairly well off financially.She shook her head and said she couldn't take money from a client.It was against the rules of the company she worked for.And she also wouldn't feel right about it.He answered that she would be working for it.And the money would strictly be between her and him.
"Would you need me to work extra time?" She asked.He smiled and nodded.
"Let me be delicate about this.You need money.And I need some extra attention."
"Doing what?" She told me than when she saw his eyes light up.She knew what he meant.
"I'm not some hooker." She replied.
"Never said you were.And I'd never treat you like one.You need some temporary financial help.And I haven't been with a woman since my wife died.This is strictly between you and I.Whatever you need to get your footing back.I can help with that."
"Just between us,right? If I did this.It can't ever get out."She said she couldn't believe she was really discussing this with him.
"Totally.We can just consider it contract labor,so to speak." She said she got a laugh out of that.
He then grabbed his wallet off the kitchen table,and peeled out five $100 dollar bills.He handed them to her.
"Consider this a down payment." She took the cash and put it in her purse.
"First thing I'd like.Is to have you strip off your clothes for me.Nothing fancy like some stripper would do it.Just like you were casually changing clothes."
She admitted that she did feel a little embarrassed that she had accepted his proposal.But really needed the money.And that she felt a small twinge of excitement as well.He sat back in his recliner.and watched her intently.
She unbuttoned her dark blue smock,letting it come open gradually.His eye lit up when he saw her white lacy bra come into view.She took off the smock and dropped it on the coffee table."Very nice." he mumbled.
She unsnapped her slacks,slowly sliding them down her legs.She was now wearing only panties and bra.
Turning around,she grabbed the clasp of the bra strap."Want to help me with this?"
He motioned her over to the chair,his fingers reached up and undid the clasp fairly easy."I was always good at that." he chuckled.She held the bra up to her chest,still keeping herself covered.Then let the bra drop to the carpet.
Angie had a nice set of tits.When I met her,she was in her early 30's.Had not had kids,so they were still mostly firm.As I recall she was about 34-C.With nice pink nipples."Your beautiful." he smiled.
Angie felt her face turning red.But smiled back at him.
Her fingers went into the sides of her waistband,and she started pulling down the last item of clothes she wore.As they dropped to her ankles.She was naked in all her glory.She was mostly shaved,with only a small 'landing strip' of hair just above her pussy.
He just stared intently,drinking it all in.Angie had a nice looking body.And he was seeing all of it.
"I don't care what this costs.Its worth it!" He chuckled.He motioned her over toward the chair.She walked over in front of him.He sat up,and his hands roamed slowly over her nakedness.Feeling up her legs,between her legs.(She said she gasped when he did that)and moved up to her breasts.His hands caressing both of them.His fingers playing with her erect pink nipples.
Mr J. certainly wasn't handsome looking.Age and a few surgeries had taken care of that.But she found herself liking what he was doing."That feels good." she mumbled slowly.
"I'm enjoying it as well.I know my way around a woman."
"I can tell.Anything you want me to do now?"
He took his hands off her breasts.And reached down to his shorts.He then unzipped them.
"Time to go to work." he smiled. TO BE CONTINUED...