A rather burly male nurse helped me out of bed the first couple of times. Soon I learned how to help and the female nurses began to handle that task. ...ithin a few days I was taken to surgery to have my colostomy removed. Eight weeks after nearly killing myself on a country road I returned to regular sex. My nurse, Julia Greggs had helped me to the bathroom. After I was done she offered to give me a bath before I returned to bed. With all the casts I wasn’t going to be showering for some time. A lot,” I said. “Look, Mavis, it’s way after midnight, let me walk you back to your cabin, kiss you on your cheek goodnight and we can talk about what happened over breakfast in the morning.”I put my dressing gown on her, it almost wrapped around her twice.“You can’t go back to your cabin.”“Ah, rising damp is it?”“Very, more like dripping wet from the ceiling.”“I can dry it off.”“Really? Just like you could, you know, transport me, and all that bloody cold water, to your room?”“Something like. She started riding me with her hands gripping firm on my pecs. She really loved my chest by the pain I felt on the ride home that day. She worked her pussy nicely on my dick, twerking her ass like a pro. She was riding my cock hard and fast, tightening as she was about to explode for a fourth time. "Oh yes, I'm cumming. Oh fuck, yes!" She squeezed my pecs tight and gave me a hot O-face that I couldn't hold back any longer. I rolled her onto her back and pumped her pussy as hard as I could. "Shh!" I admonish you sternly. "No words, no noise!" You lean toward me to continue the too brief kiss, but I press you back against the wall."Hands above your head." I whisper my command and you promptly obey, assuming the position of a dungeon prisoner, hands bound together as though caught in invisible chains. I admire you in this position. "Good, very good, Silvia. You'll do well. I knew you would."I step back again to appraise your beauty. I'm captivated, enthralled, but I cannot show it..