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Nancy was a really devoted nurse. Great nursing is a gift that very few people are born with, you either have it or you don’t. If you are empathetically challenged, then it is not your calling. In the oncology section of the hospital she worked in, Dr. Johnson recognized her special talent with the terminal patients and often made mention of it to her. In fact, he was the one to advise Nancy to become a freelance night nurse and do her own thing. Many terminal patients who were not going to make it elected to spend their last few weeks at home, and according to Dr. Johnson, she could earn far more and enjoy additional free time to herself. Dr. Johnson was absolutely correct. Not only did she earn far more than the paltry pay the hospital offered, but grateful clients usually paid her a generous bonus once her duties were completed.
Having taken Dr. Johnson’s advice, he was true to his word and kept her very busy over the following several months. She worked from six p.m. till six a.m., to give the persons caring for their dying loved ones a decent night’s sleep. Naturally, after she arrived at work, the first three hours were usually busy with medicating and bathing the terminally ill person, but thereafter, as she sat in the chair beside the person, she was able to nap throughout the night. The following morning at five things again became quite busy, but after that she returned home at six a.m., had a sleep till nine or ten in the morning, and then the rest of the day belonged to her.
And so it came to pass that Nancy met Hamish Mac Donald, known as Mac. Mac’s wife Jennifer was terminally ill. For three weeks, Mac had cared for his wife at home and had forgotten what it was like to have a proper night’s sleep. Dr. Johnson proposed the services of Nancy and finally, Mac relented. Mac could easily afford her services because he was very well-off. Having retired a year before, Mac’s sons were now looking after their successful family business. Upon retirement, Mac and Jennifer had moved to a city with a temperate climate to live out the rest of their lives. They had always planned to travel and see a lot of the world after doing so, but by one of those cruel ironies of life, that was not to be.
Nine months before, the ordeal that lay ahead for them began to unfold when Jennifer got a lump in her breast, and that was the beginning of the end. They had enjoyed a very happy thirty-five yearlong marriage. Unlike most of Mac’s buddies, he never needed to mess around outside of his marriage. His beautiful wife was always reciprocal to his demanding sexual needs. As if watching Jennifer fade on a daily basis wasn’t bad enough, he ruefully pondered about how satisfying it had been to make love to her. With tears in his eyes, he thought about their happy times together as he stood watching her suffering, and reflected upon the warmth of her body as she acknowledged his needs.
When Nancy arrived for duty on her first evening, an exhausted Mac met her at the front door. She had been given all the background information on the couple by Dr. Johnson, who visited them at ten o’clock every day to leave instructions for her medical requirements. Mac was a large robust looking guy despite having lost twenty pounds recently. The grey hair on his head was short and he had a four-day-old growth of facial hair. It was also apparent that Mac was hairy from the hair on his arms and the tufts of chest hair billowing over the neckline of his t-shirt. As she came to know, t-shirts and tracksuit pants seemed to be his standard dress code. Nancy reckoned that he must have been a very good-looking younger man, because for a guy in his early sixties, Mac was still very handsome.
As they mounted the stairs to his wife’s bedroom Mac exuded a very strong masculine odour and Nancy surmised that due to his circumstances, Mac had become somewhat negligent about his personal hygiene. Once in the bedroom, Mac let Nancy get on with her duties after explaining; that having spent most of his time on the chair in Jennifer’s bedroom he was off to the spare room to have his first decent lie down in three weeks.
After Nancy’s bed bathing duties had been completed and Jennifer’s medication taken care of, Nancy looked at the array of family photos on the dresser. Her hunch about Mac’s earlier good looks was spot-on. Mac, Jennifer, and their two boys were a beautiful family.
Nancy had brought her own thermos along that evening and did not need to visit the kitchen downstairs. Earlier, Mac had told her that she was welcome to any food or beverage in the kitchen and that the thermos was therefore superfluous.
At five in the morning as Nancy commenced her early morning duties, she heard Mac using the spare bathroom. At five-forty-five, fifteen minutes before her shift ended, Mac arrived in the bedroom. He was clean-shaven and wearing a fresh t-shirt and tracksuit pants. He looked and smelt very respectable. As he saw her off at the front door there was a look of affection in his eyes. Nancy didn’t read too much into this because it was common for nurses doing what she did, to be to be viewed in a saintly fashion. What she did, however, observe was the large lump in Mac’s tracksuit pants. He either wore not underpants or boxer shorts. Of course, she did pay much heed to this, other than snigger to herself as she drove home that Mac was probably rather well-endowed.
Mac was very pleased about employing Nancy and told Dr. Johnson about his satisfaction later that morning. Nancy was also very attractive and reminded him remarkably of his wife when Jennifer was the same age as Nancy. He knew that it was wrong to be thinking about Nancy in a lustful manner, but he found himself unable to stop thinking about having sex with her. All day long, Mac constantly got a hard-on as he thought about her.
When Nancy arrived home that morning she had a shower before preparing some breakfast for herself. Much as she missed having sex with her boyfriend, with whom she had ended her relationship two months before after his bickering about her working hours became too much, they had parted company and she had no plans to enter another relationship for the time being. She knew that what she was currently doing would always create problems in a relationship, however, for now, it suited her needs. She was earning good money and the bonus’ she constantly received were a great enhancement. She had been able to upgrade her apartment substantially and had plans to buy a new vehicle. The car that her dad had given her for her twenty-first birthday, eight years before, was beginning to show its age.
That evening when Nancy arrived at work Mac once more led her up to the bedroom. This time, however, he remained in the room. When Nancy told him that she needed to bed bath the heavily sedated Jennifer, Mac simply remained and watched. Finally, when Nancy uncomfortably commenced washing Jennifer’s vagina, Mac had a strange look in his eyes. She also noticed that the lump in Mac’s tracksuit pants had enlarged substantially. Suddenly, with a look of embarrassment on his face, Mac excused himself and left for the spare bathroom.
After a short while, when Mac returned to the bedroom to announce that he was going downstairs, he had a slightly flushed look on his face.
When Nancy made her way downstairs for a cup of coffee, Mac joined her in the kitchen. As she went about preparing her coffee Mac constantly got in her way, and she continually had to brush past him as he became a deliberate obstruction. The affectionate look that he had observed her with early that morning, had also returned and intensified. She hoped that she was misreading his facial expression and it was simply one of gratitude. Still, it unnerved her a little. She quickly finished her coffee and returned to the bedroom for the rest of her shift. Mac did momentarily pop in later to say goodnight, before heading off to the spare room.
The following morning the same procedure played it out before she left. On this occasion, however, as he bid her farewell he stroked her arm.
Nancy was very pleased that evening when Mac did not stay to watch the bed bath like the night before. When she went downstairs at around nine, Mac once more joined her in the kitchen. He continued with his obstructive body positioning and also became very chatty.
“Do you mind if I tell you something very personal?” Mac asked.
“No,” Nancy answered, somewhat nervously.
“I don’t have to tell you how devastating this is for me because you’ve seen it all before. Jennifer is heavily sedated and I know you are doing your best to make her as comfortable as possible. My pain, however, just seems endless. One of the best things about our marriage is the one thing I can no longer enjoy. Jennifer and I had a great sex life and I cannot tell you how much I yearn for her warmth and affection. Making love is one of the greatest gifts that Mother Nature ever gave us… I’ve been celibate for seven months and it’s driving me crazy.” Mac ruefully concluded.
Nancy did not know what to say and merely shrugged sympathetically. Her coffee was thankfully almost finished and she was anxious to get upstairs once more.
“You have no idea how I crave the feeling of myself inside a woman again,” Mac said, quietly. “It looks like I also need some nursing.”
Nancy now quickly took her last slug of coffee and tried very hard to hide the flustered look on her face. Presently, she excused herself and blushing furiously, left the kitchen.
As Nancy sat upstairs her mind was in a spin. Mac was definitely coming on to her and she simply couldn’t let that happen. Strangely, if circumstances were different she would unquestionably have acknowledged his advances, despite his age. He was a very sexy man and she also empathized with his dilemma. Nancy had also not had sex for two months and her pussy was becoming more and more restless by the day. This, however, would just be wrong. Nancy was very relieved when she heard Mac head off to bed an hour later.
The following day at home, she considered phoning Dr. Johnson and asking to be relieved of duty on this assignment. She, nevertheless, realized that she would fully have to explain herself. As an experienced nurse, Dr. Johnson would probably expect her to be able to handle a situation like this, and that could lead to negative consequences for her. Finally, she decided that no matter what, she would have to deal with Mac herself.
During that day Mac had made up his mind that he was going to try his best to have sex with Nancy. His hunger for pussy had reached fever pitch and was going to coerce her as hard as possible. If she absolutely refused, he would naturally back off and accept defeat. Mac, however, had a strong feeling that not only did she like him, but that she was sexually frustrated and ready for a good fucking. As much as she tried to hide her constant stares at his bulge, he had seen her eyes showing far too much interest. In Mac’s wild bachelor days the hot girls were crazy about his large knob, and he always prided himself on being acknowledged as the best ‘fucker’ among his peers.
That evening, Nancy ‘forgot’ to go downstairs for her normal cup of coffee. At ten, Mac entered the bedroom and told her that he had put the kettle on. As Nancy descended the stairs, she knew that the moment of truth had arrived.
From the moment she arrived downstairs it was clear that Mac was on a mission. The bulge in his tracksuit was the largest she had ever seen it, and shortly she was imprisoned by his hairy arms against the kitchen counter. Mac’s eyes were also no longer playing games as he gazed at her intensely.
‘Dear god,’ she thought, ‘some men just have an unbelievably good body essence.’
She could feel her body capitulating but decided to ‘fight’ on.
“Please, Mac… no, please don’t,” she pleaded.
“Don’t lie to me baby, your eyes are begging me to condition your pussy… How long has it been since your last service?” Mac demanded.
“Two months,” she whimpered.
“That’s too long. Nancy, a beautiful woman like you needs to be kept in top condition and I’m going to tune you up tonight.” Mac uttered, as he pushed his hips forward.
Next, as his arms enfolded her and she felt his stiff knob against her. As she put up her final bit of resistance his mouth closed in. After turning her head to the side, however, Mac’s scavenging lips hungrily attacked her neck. Mac’s large hands simultaneously clamped her arse, pulling her body into him even more tightly.
Mac knew that he had won and that her gasping mouth would shortly offer itself to him. When it did his mouth and tongue went into overdrive in his final conquest of her resistance. Mac soon commenced fumbling with her dress before he pulled it over her head. All he could think about after several months of sexual deprivation was once more having his cock sheathed, by the wet portal of a woman’s excited pussy. Her bra and panties were removed with haste. Mac looked down her erect nipples with delight. Lowering his head he commenced moving his mouth from side to side as his lips started plucking on her nipples like a master harpist. Simultaneously his thumb entered her pussy and began to dart about like the digit of a top jazz double bass player.
Nancy’s body swayed with lust as Mac primed her. Next, after her body was turned around, his large hand shrouded her pussy. Mac’s fingers now began to work like a bow during the allegro climax of a violin concerto. A flood of memories came back to him from before his sexual drought, and couldn’t believe he was creating sexual music once more.
The gasps and pants from Nancy were the finest melody he had heard in a very long time. He knew that he was rushing their first encounter as his finger worked her clit with intensity. Mac was anxious to enter her, but knew that due respect had to be shown before he claimed his prize. He was overjoyed when he sensed her fast approaching rapture and he knew that later, when the urgency of this initial encounter was over they would savour a far more sustained and gratifying coitus. For now, however, he needed to give vent to his pent-up primal needs.
Once Nancy had orgasmed, Mac shoved her torso downward and impatiently entered her pussy. There was no build up or overture, but simply an all-out thumping. Despite the very substantial size of his knob, Nancy’s cries were based more on pleasure than discomfort, as she let him give vent to the exasperating preceding months of his life. Mac fucked her like a sex-starved maniac and she loved it. With her body hanging off the counter he hammered his cum into her. The intensity of what had just happened had both of them gasping and panting like exhausted beasts. Nancy had never been more exhilarated in her life.
Nancy returned upstairs afterward to resume her duties. Two hours later, however, Mac entered the room naked. He said nothing but merely beckoned her to follow him. In the passage he removed her clothing before they entered his room. Once there, he placed her on the bed and moved between her legs. After placing his knob on her pussy Mac began to rock his body, nestling his thick cock in the folds of her wet snatch. Nancy watched his dick-head sliding in and out of its foreskin as the tips of his fingers pushed down on the shaft of his knob. Much as Nancy was enjoying the sight and feel of the cock rubbing, she couldn’t wait for Mac’s enter her.
Shortly, Mac tilted his body forward and commenced his excavation into her portal. The displacement of his thick dick felt heavenly and Nancy immediately began to gasp with excitement. After lowering his torso fully, Mac started kissing her. Mac’s stubble, hungry lips, and overactive tongue joined in with the incredible stimulation that Nancy was receiving from Mac’s large dick. With her legs wrapped around Mac’s hips, she also enjoyed the feel of his balls slapping against her backside.
Mac now began to display his skill as a lover as he swayed his hips from side to side, and then up and down, giving her pussy a comprehensive workout. With his strong manly essence surrounding them as well, Nancy’s gratification seemed never-ending. Mac’s constant variation of pace and thrusting intensity was spellbinding, and Nancy reflected upon the fact that no former lover had ever pleased her so much. For the next hour Mac took her to new heights of pleasure, and she was dazzled by his skill and endurance.
When Mac finally realized that Nancy was nearing orgasm, he went into overdrive. As her rapture unfolded, Mac kept sustaining at that level until she could hardly breathe any longer. Satisfied that he had given her maximum pleasure, Mac finally grunted as he unloaded into Nancy.
For the next two evenings they again made love, and Nancy was once again stunned by this sixty-year-old stud.
Regrettably, Jennifer then took a turn for the worse far earlier than anyone had anticipated and died two days later. Understandably, during this period there was no interaction between Mac and Nancy. Mac’s two sons also arrived at this time and it was a time of mourning.
At the funeral, Mac approached Nancy privately and handed her an envelope. He also asked if he could take her out to lunch in a few weeks’ time. They did go for lunch, one of many that would follow.
Six months down the line Mac proposed marriage to Nancy and she accepted. Mac’s sons were taken aback initially, but in time came to accept the situation. The one thing that helped in this regard was that Mac and Nancy had decided that they wouldn’t have any children. Truthfully, Nancy had never been interested in being a mother.
At Mac’s request Nancy gave up working and the two of them began to do what Mac had always dreamed about, and so they begin to travel.
Mac was frequently asked if Nancy was his daughter, but this did not really upset him. Nancy was frequently amused by the reactions they got from people when they realized that she and Mac were married. The woman always seemed slightly shocked, but the men always observed Mac with envy in their eyes.
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