I had heard of a patient and a nurse meeting after his discharge but never in the ward.I guess we were fucking for about ten minutes. I was oblivious ...s to how long because I was enjoying fucking him and being fucked by him. It felt wonderful.I felt him begin to wriggle and I guessed he was about to cum.I made sure I was doing everything I believed I could to make it good for him, as good as the two orgasms I had enjoyed.Then I felt him cum and heard him grunt. He was pumping it uphill and I. Shruti and I loved sex. However, we lost interest in it. It would be like she would undress me. I would undress her. We would have some foreplay. We would fuck till I cum, and that’s the end.”“There was no intimacy. It was like a routine I was following. I also yelled out my frustration to a close one, just like you did now. Then he told me about the ways I could bring intimacy in my life,” Akhil said.“So who exactly he was and what else he told you?” Rahul asked.“He is my boss and the one who. That didn’t mean that the fact that his blue eyes were any less compelling though, or that his sandy blond hair didn’t fall in a way that made my fingers itch with the urge to run through it. I was relieved at first when he finally spoke and then slightly embarrassed at his words. ‘You do this every night.’ His voice was warm and low with a rough edge to it and always reminded me of lava and honey, way too hot with a smooth sweetness that was a balm to my ears. Now, though, it caused me some. She was fairly attractive for a 60 year old but one thing I did notice was the fact that her demure dresses were always very tight – especially across her arse. One evening just as I was ready for home, she buzzed down asking a big favour.“Robert, I know you’re ready to leave but I am getting severe cramps in my thighs, I can hardly move. I am a bit embarrassed but as I know you’re discreet, could you by any chance come up and get my legs going, so to speak”.She went on to explain that what.