Nurse Brenda was a wonderful mature nurse with a full plump figure, long black hair, and a cleavage that you could fall in and never been seen again.F...r the first couple of weeks she would come round once a week, by herself, to check my vitals and help give me a bath, now bathing in the nude in front of what was basically a stranger, was a little weird but Nurse Brenda soon relaxed me with some kind gentle words, and a quick hand job."It's all part of the job Mr Smith" she said smiling after. Inside I was exploding. I could see my planfalling into place, but I had to control my emotions so I could steerPatrick completely where I wanted him. I didn't want to let desire cloudmy mind like it was Patrick's. As I watched he removed the items fromthe bag, again holding them up as if they were poisonous. He looked atme with an incredulous expression on his face."Isn't it gorgeous honey?" I wanted to find just the right thing for youto wear for me on the weekend. I found it at that sexy. No tongue, not yet. Electricity ran through me, and I was aching to kiss her again immediately. My head spun as we closed our eyes again and kissed, our lips opening slightly as her tongue pressed against mine.We eventually separated, giggling. I knew I was feeling hot, my heart was racing. "Maybe it's time we..." she started, "stripped?" I interrupted, gladly. We both laughed, a little nervous but willing. "OK, but together?" she asked and I agreed. Slowly and tentatively we took off our tops. ” One beer turned into two as we chatted. Two turned into three and three into four. “You’re getting me drunk,” Crystal remarked, sipping on her fourth beer. “There is nothing wrong with a good drunk when you’re with a friend,” I replied. Crystal leaned against me and whispered, “You want to see them?” “See what?” I asked. “My boobs,” she replied. “Not now,” I responded. “Then when?” she pressed. “I don’t know,” I responded. “You want to fuck me, don’t you?” Crystal remarked. Her remark.