Loading...Older hospital volunteer shares his passion for helping with a young nurse.
Cassie smiled at Henry as soon as the elevator doors opened. With his red nose, face makeup, and colorful Halloween costume, she watched him clomp down the hall in his big, red clown shoes that pointed to the opposite sides of the corridor. Her smile turned into a laugh, when he honked his horn.
“Honk! Honk!”
“I knew you’d be here,” she said taking his arm and escorting him down to the children’s ward. “I didn’t tell the kids you were coming, just in case you hadn’t come. I didn’t want to disappoint them.”
“I’d never not show up, when I said I would. I can’t disappoint my little friends,” said Henry with a smile knowing that he didn’t want to disappoint her either.
As much as he came to the hospital to cheer up the children, he came to the hospital to see her smiling face. She was as pretty as any fantasy women he thought about, while masturbating away his loneliness, his horniness, and his sexual frustration. Recently, he’s been thinking about her a lot, whenever he felt the need for a bit of sexual relief, which seemed to be daily.
She was his big reason why he came here to the hospital. As if just being given an adrenaline shot or a boost of testosterone, just looking at her pretty, smiling face, made him feel ten years younger. Even though he was so much older than she was, even though she was so very young, not even half his age, he had a crush on her.
He ought to be ashamed, nearly old enough to be her grandfather, definitely, her father, and possibly, her really older brother, he didn’t feel ashamed, just elated that someone like her gave someone like him a bit of attention. Never having been attracted to younger women before, he was attracted to her now. When and how it happened, he didn’t know; it just did and he was glad it had. Never has he masturbated as much, as when he thinks of Cassie in his arms and in his bed.
After his wife died, he’s been sad and depressed, maybe he’s just lonely. Maybe he’s just going through something. Definitely, he’s crazy to think that she remotely feels the same way about him. For sure, she’s not going home to masturbate over him, in the way that he masturbates over her.
“We get a lot of that here. Actually, we get too much of that here,” she said with a sad little smile on her pretty, blonde headed face.
“What’s that?”
“Disappointment. People promise to come, even some celebrities make promises they don’t keep blaming it on their busy schedules. The professional athletes are the worst. Most of them are immature airheads and most times, they only come here, when they know they’ll get their photo in the paper or on the nightly news. Instead of honoring their commitment and coming in person, they send a donation to cover their guilt with their confession that they couldn’t bear to see so many sick and dying children,” she looked up at him, as if she was going to cry. “Only, what if it was the children that said, we don’t want anyone to visit us? We can’t bear to see so many happy and healthy people.”
She had a point. She had a way of seeing things that put his priorities in perspective and he liked that about her. If only he were thirty years younger, he’d sweep her off her feet. If only he was thirty years younger, maybe she’d be interested in him. Only, he wasn’t thirty years younger. He was an old, dirty man thinking sexy thoughts about a young, pretty nurse who was nice to him because it was her nature. She was nice to everyone.
“Forget about those people, Cassie. Put a smile on your face,” he said tickling her side and beeping his horn again. “Honk!”
When he tickled her side, his fingers accidentally brushed by the side of her bra clad breast. He felt enough of her bra beneath her scrubs to imagine the rest of her breast. His cock twinged with the thought of her in her bra and panty. As soon as he accidentally touched her in that way, his mind was filled with images of in her underwear, of her topless, and of her naked. Even with her baggy scrubs, he could tell she had big tits.
“Okay, okay, stop tickling me,” she said laughing, before giving him her trademark Cassie smile.
As soon as she smiled up at him, he got her all wet with his water gun rose that was prominently displayed on his oversized collar. If this was the only way that he could get someone like her wet, he’d settle for that, just as he settled for occasionally coming here mostly to see her and glad to receive all the attention she paid him. Especially after inadvertently touching the side of her bra, he’ll go home and masturbate over that later, while imagining more.
“Sorry,” he said with a laugh. “Did I get you all wet?”
“You have no idea,” she said under her breath.
Afraid to ask her to repeat what she just said, did he hear her correctly or did he imagine it? Nah, she’d never get wet over him. He felt his heart skip a beat with the imagined thought of her getting wet over him. If only she could, if only she would, he’d be happy with whatever amount of time he had left, just at a crack to be with her.
“C’mon, c’mon,” he said waving his hand. “It’s time to pass out some trick or treat candy to my buddies,” he said rushing ahead of her.
“You’re so wonderful, Henry,” she said quickly catching up, when he waited for her, before they started walking again. “It gets to me, some days more than others,” she said. She stopped walking and he stopped with her, when she pulled him aside.
“What?” With a hand behind her back and his fingertips feeling the back of her bra, he reached out to catch her, when she looked as if she was going to faint. He imagined pulling her close and kissing her. He imagined brushing back her blonde hair and–
“We lost Julie last night,” she said wiping a tear from her eye.
He was stunned. Julie was such a nice, little girl and there was talk about getting approval from the FDA to try an experiment drug on her, but it was too late now.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. She was such a nice, little girl,” he said making the sign of the cross. He looked at her with compassion. “They knew she wasn’t going to make it, kid,” he said, his pet name for her. “It wasn’t your fault. You did everything you could to make her last days more comfortable. She’s in God’s hands now and for some reason we may never understand, it was her time to go.”
“I know, but,” she said taking a tissue from her pocket, wiping her eyes and blowing her nose. “They’re like family to me. They’re all my children.”
He wrapped his arms around her and gave her a hug and a kiss on the head. In holding his beautiful Cassie in his arms, he wished he could stay like this forever. He’s known her for two years and he never touched her before. Then, he accidentally felt the side of her breast and now he’s hugging her.
He could feel her breasts pressed against his chest and they felt like they belonged there. When he held her in this way, she made him feel younger. Afraid she may feel his desire for her, his cock stirred, when pressed against her soft belly. It took all the self-control he had not to reach down and cup her sweet ass, before lifting up her chin and kissing her. Enjoying the moment, he knew this fantasy was just that and would never happen. Alone and lonely later, he’d be jerking off over this tonight, for sure.
“Get a room,” said a nurse walking by laughing.
“Honk! Honk!” Henry beeped his horn and shot a stream of water from his water gun rose at her and she scurried away laughing.
“C’mon, pull yourself together, Cassie. Don’t let the little ones see you like this. They need your strength. If they see you falling apart, they will, too.”
Even though he was right, he didn’t know how she did what she did every day. She was a special person, for sure. He couldn’t do it. She was the strongest and bravest woman he knew and if he was thirty years younger, he’d be having hot sex with her. If he was thirty years younger, he’d be on one knee asking her to marry him.
“Okay, I know,” she said wiping her eyes. “I’m okay,” she squeezed his arm and stepped up on her toes to kiss his ear, the only place that wasn’t covered with white makeup. “You’re a special guy, Henry. Do you know that?” She looked at him, as if he was her boyfriend and as if she was in love with him.
He saw the look and recognized it. At first her look startled him, but he quickly discounted it. Why would someone as young and as pretty as her be interested in someone as old and as ugly as him? It made no sense. It was just his sexual fantasy that he always had of her pulling his horny chain, is all.
Then, he thought of all the older men with younger women, Michael Douglas with Katherine Zeta Jones, Billy Bob Thornton with Angelina Jolie, before they were divorced, and Tony Randal marrying Heather Harlan, his intern, and he had two children with her, when he was 50 years older than she was. What a guy? What an incredible man. Tony Randall, was his hero? Wow!
What did all those men have that he doesn’t have? Seriously, c’mon. Duh, money. If only he had money, maybe Cassie would want him. Yet, if she only wanted money, she would have dated one of the rich doctors who were always after her. She seems more altruistic. She doesn’t seem the gold digger type.
Alone at home, whenever he was horny, whenever he needed a bit of sexual relief, he now thought about Cassie, as he stroked away his desire for her. If she only knew he masturbated over the naked thought of her, he’d be so embarrassed. Here she is thinking he’s a special guy and he’s lusting over wanting to have sex with her. Still, the lust he felt for her superseded any guilt he had for wanting her.
Old enough to be her father, he ought to be ashamed of himself, but he wasn’t. She made him feel alive. She was the best medicine his doctor never prescribed to him to have. For sure, there was no pharmaceutical company that could bottle the mixture of adrenaline and testosterone that surged through his body, whenever he saw his beloved Nurse Cassie.
“What?” He looked at her staring up at him.
“Oh, nothing, I was just wondering what you look like without all that makeup,” she said with a laugh. “Actually, if you want to know the truth,” she said with a giggle. “I was wondering what you look like naked,” she said laughing harder, while reaching over to honk his horn, “Honk. I’ve been so horny lately and working all these hours hasn’t helped any.”
Suddenly, with the dirty thought of, do you want to see me naked little, girl, he felt like a lecher. Why would she say, I was wondering what you looked like naked? Horny? She’s horny? She has no idea what horny is, until you’re an old man lusting over a young woman.
Is she just as horny as he is, he wondered? Is she just as interested in him, as he is in her? For sure, that’s something he’d think about saying to her, but would never insult her and embarrass himself, by asking her what she looked like naked. He could only imagine and for now, it was enough for him to imagine her naked, while basking in the glow of her smile.
That’s all just crap. He’d fuck her if he could. He’d love to see her on her knees with her mouth impaled with his cock. He’d love to be between her legs, while reaching up to fondle her big tits and finger her nipples. Stop! Just stop! Never is when seeing someone like her naked will happen.
“Trust me. I’m not a pretty sight naked,” he said with a laugh and a beep of his horn. “Honk!”
“Now that I think about it, I’ve never seen you out of costume. Between the Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, the clown costume, and all those other costumes you have, I have no idea what you look like. I can’t even imagine,” she said staring at him.
“Well,” said Henry. “Suffice to say that I look old. Think of your father and then add ten years. Trust me. I look wrinkled. I look better wearing a costume,” he said with laugh before honking his bicycle horn again, “Honk!”
“Oh, stop. You’re not that old, are you?” She looked at him again, longer this time, until disappointment replaced her excitement. “How the Hell old are you, Henry?” She laughed and her laugh made him laugh.
“Let’s just say that I’m old enough to be your Dad’s older brother,” he said with a laugh.
“No matter. I don’t care. It’s not so much the wrapper, as what’s inside the package and I like you from the inside out. Maybe after you pass out the Halloween candy, you can save something sweet for me, too,” she said pinching his ass. “I have a thing for older men, especially those who love kids in the way you do.”
He couldn’t believe she pinched his ass. It took all the control he had not to pinch her ass, too. Unable to tell through those scrubs, but he suspected she had a hot, little body under there, somewhere. He couldn’t help but wonder what she meant by saving her something sweet. Was she talking about candy or something sexual. For sure, he’d dip his cock in chocolate if she’d…stop! Gees, he’s depraved with the thoughts of her. He’d like to think she was talking about something sexual, but that would just be an old man’s wishful fantasy. No doubt, he’d embarrass himself, if he tried anything with his dream woman.
“How about I buy you a cup of coffee, later? The best that I can do by giving you something sweet is to buy you a donut,” he said thinking about dipping his cock in chocolate again and offering it to her as his personal chocolate Cruella. Now, just lick it and suck it, but don’t bite it, he imagined saying to her.
Excited to get her alone to talk, having coffee with Cassie was all that he thought about now.
“Sure, it’s a date.”
Date. She said the date word. Is this their first date? Or did she just say that word without thinking and without giving it any other meaning than just having a cup of coffee with a friend?
And that’s how their romance began. Henry was easily twice Cassie’s age. With Cassie barely twenty-nine-years-old, Henry was in his early sixties. Yet, just as Cassie said about the wrapper not being as important as what was inside, obviously, by what she said and in the way she treated him, she didn’t care that Henry was older than her Dad by nearly ten years.
Cassie was as short as she was curvy. Barely 5’2″ tall, with her blonde curly hair and her bright blue eyes, looking a little like Archie Bunker’s daughter, Gloria, played by Sally Struthers, before Sally gained all the weight, all the doctors and many of the patients and orderlies were after her, when she first came to the hospital. She was as pretty of a woman then, as she still is now. More importantly than her looks, was her personality. Always upbeat, always smiling and laughing, she was so very nice, too nice, and everyone wanted to befriend her.
In the two years that Henry has known her, she’s packed on few pounds, since working here in the children’s intensive care ward of the hospital. Between the long and erratic shifts and the stress of the job, eating had become her emotional crutch, she confessed to him. You’d think that being a nurse, she’d eat healthier and have a better and more nutritious diet. Yet, sometimes, she only had time to grab something to eat from out of a vending machine.
He had the same problem and he’s put on a few pounds in the last couple of years. It wasn’t easy living alone and he hasn’t been watching his diet, as he did, when his wife was alive. Most times he didn’t even feel like eating and when he did, he’d just grab whatever fast food was quick and easy.
As agreed, they met for coffee. This was the first time that he sat across from her. This was the first time they could talk without constantly being interrupted by the responsibilities of her job. Now that he sees her in the bright cafeteria light, she’s even prettier.
“What do you do when not playing the good Samaritan, Henry,” she said looking at him with more interest.
“Oh, I putter around the house. I retired two years ago. I was a school teacher for 38 years. I taught right out of college.”
“Why’d you retire? You’re still young enough to teach.”
“I was out of my element,” he said expelling a big breath of air with a chuckle, as if appreciating an inside joke. “Nearly every kid in class had a cell phone, X-Box, and an I-pod, and knew how to text and Twitter. There I was trying to teach them about old things, history, geology, and geography, and they were more interested in new things and new technology. Rather than trying to keep up with things that don’t interest me, tired of the kids making me feel as old as I am, I decided to retire,” he said with a laugh.
“Well, you still look plenty frisky to me,” she said with a laugh, before taking a sip of her coffee. She looked at him, as if pondering what to say next. “Are you busy tonight? I mean, do you have plans? I know that it’s Halloween and you’re probably going to a party with your wife or girlfriend and I was just wondering–”
Was he hearing her right or was he imagining her saying what he hoped she’d say? He was confused. Was she inviting him somewhere or was she just being polite, making conversation, and asking him what he was doing for Halloween?
“My wife died three years ago of cancer, a year before I started coming to the hospital. She was the reason why I do what I do for those kids,” he said giving her a sad smile. “On the other hand, she was another reason why I retired. Her dying made me realize that I needed to get out of the classroom, out of my house, and live more of life. She had a long, suffering illness and they said she was in remission but as quickly as it went away, it returned. Fortunately, she didn’t linger long after that. She was dead within weeks of her second diagnosis.”
“I’m sorry, Henry. I’m so sorry,” she said patting his hand.
Henry took the opportunity of her patting his hand to hold her hand. Actually, afraid to hold her whole hand for fear she’d reject his forwardness, he held her more by her fingers. He closed his eyes, as if saying a prayer. Instead, the feel of her hand gave him inner strength and peace, along with a vision of her naked. Enjoying the moment, if only, just once, he could spend a night with his angel of mercy, Nurse Cassie, he’d be the happiest man on Earth. Only, he knew it was nothing more than a short-lived, albeit exciting fantasy.
Realistically, he was an old man and she was a young woman. He was done and she was barely starting. His life was over and her life was just beginning. He knew he had no chance with her. She was so very young and so very beautiful. Other than being the nice person that she is, she wouldn’t want a serious relationship with someone more than 30-years-older, when she could get any man.
“You’re a good woman, Cassie, pretty and smart,” he said opening his eyes to look at her. “Why are you bothering with an old buzzard like me, when there are plenty of young fellas half my age that would love to love someone like you.”
Assuming that she was interested in him, he couldn’t believe he said that. Laying his cards out on the table like that, he’d never show his hand, if he was playing poker. Yet, she made him feel so vulnerable and he took a chance and rolled the dice.
“I’m sad, Henry,” she said. As if she had suddenly sprung a leak, the tears rained down her cheeks. “I guess I need some cheering up, too. Besides, the guys half your age want the young, thin chicks. No one wants an old, fat nurse.”
“Old? I wish I was your age again. Fat? You’re hardly fat,” he said taking that as an opportunity to ogle her body through her scrubs. “Maybe it’s time you transferred to a different department, Cass. Not many last as long as you have doing this job,” he said giving her an encouraging smile. “A change may do you some good. You may even meet someone working in a different part of the hospital.”
“I know and I’ve already made my inquiries about a transfer. I’m going to start with taking a vacation first. After Julie died last night–”
“I know, I know,” said Henry rubbing her hand with his thumb. “That’s so sad. I feel for her family.”
“Well,” she said, pulling her hand away from his. “I wanted to invite you to my Halloween party tonight,” she said with an inviting smile. “I know it’s short notice, but if you don’t have any plans, I’d really like you to come. It will be fun. We can play games and they’ll be plenty of food and drink. Say you will, please?”
“Well, normally, I don’t go out for Halloween. I just pass out candy to the kids, but for you, maybe I’ll stop by just to say hi. I already have your address written in my book from the Christmas card you sent me last year.”
“Thanks Henry. You’re a doll,” she said.
“What time do you want me?”
In the way he inadvertently phrased the question, wishfully thinking, revealed how he truly felt. He couldn’t help but wonder if she really did want him. He’d be the happiest man on Earth, if she did.
Just an older man’s fantasy, why would she want him? Maybe she always wanted to have sex with her father and he was the next best thing. Maybe, when he returns home tonight, he’ll win the lottery and he could offer to financially take care of her, if she’d sexually take care of him. Winning the lottery was a delicious fantasy to have. It gave him hope, hope that renewed daily, when he didn’t win the lottery nightly.
Now that he thought about it, he didn’t know all that much about her. She could have a husband and/or an ex-husband and kids for all he knew. Definitely, she had a boyfriend, no doubt. Someone who looked as good as she did would never be without a man. Gees, what if all this time, she’s a lesbian? Boy that would be such a waste. He’s been lusting over a lesbian woman. Nah, she doesn’t look lesbian, however a lesbian looks or doesn’t look like.
Yet, now that he pondered it, by their previous conversations, he suspected she didn’t even have a boyfriend. Even though she appeared jovial, whenever he saw her, he could see the sadness and the loneliness in her eyes. He recognized the look because he sees the same look in his eyes daily. He’d give his right arm, just to kiss her.
“How about 9pm? That way the kids will have all gone home and we can party without interruption.”
“Okay, I’ll see you tonight at nine.”
“Well, my break is over. I have to get back to work. I’ll see you tonight,” she said standing and leaning down to him. “Thank you for the coffee.”
This time, instead of kissing him on the ear, she kissed him on his lips. It was just a quick peck really, but it was enough to stun Henry. It so caught him by surprise that he didn’t even have the time to return her kiss.
Her kiss was enough to make him think of Cassie as more than just a committed nurse but as a desirable woman. The whole day, her kiss was all that he thought about, that and accidentally brushing the side of her bra clad breast, when he went to tickle her. He still couldn’t believe she pinched his ass and he so wanted to reciprocate her playfulness and pinch her ass, too, but he was afraid of upsetting and insulting her. He’d only come off as just another dirty, old man chasing after a young, beautiful, sexy woman.
Married since forever, he had been out of the dating game a long time and it would take a baseball bat to the back of his head for him to pick up on a romantic signal from a woman, especially one so young and so very pretty. Definitely, he didn’t want to make an ass of himself by reading more into her kiss, a peck really, than a friend kissing a friend or, in his case, a young woman giving a peck to her older relative.
“Oh, wait, Cassie, what should I wear?”
“Come as you are,” she said with a laugh. “Wear what you’re wearing now. It’s Halloween, after all,” she said with a laugh and a shrug.
Henry returned home to shower, shave, and get ready for his Halloween party at Cassie’s house. He figured they’d be a lot of people there. He figured, he’d just make a polite appearance, have something to eat and drink, and leave to be home in bed by eleven, his usual routine.
Carrying a bottle of wine, he walked up the front porch and rang the doorbell. He couldn’t believe his eyes, when Cassie opened the front door. She was dressed as a sexy nurse. Instead of wearing the blue scrubs she wears, she was wearing a short, white nurses uniform that was only buttoned with three buttons.
Oh, my God! Be still my heart. He didn’t know where to look, but his eyes focused on her cleavage, as if they were telescopic binoculars. He couldn’t take his eyes off her C cup breasts especially since they looked even bigger with her pushup bra and her unbuttoned costume.
“Wow! You look amazing,” he said twirling her around. “If the nurses wore outfits like this, I’d be sick all the time,” he said with a laugh. “I’d never leave the hospital.”
“Thank you,” she said laughing. “I needed to get out of the scrubs.” She gave him a sexy smile. “Do you like my costume?”
“Like? Are you kidding me? I love your costume. To be honest and forgive my boldness, but I never knew you had a body under those baggy scrubs, that is, until now,” he said with a sexy leer. “You’re hot, a real live Nurse Betty, just like Renee Zellweger in the movie by the same name.”
“Thank you, Henry, those loose fitting scrubs adds about 30 pounds to my frame. People think that I’m a size sixteen instead of the size twelve that I am. Yet, no one would believe me that I was a size 4, when I took this job.”
“Well, that’s a very sexy outfit and I’m going to have a difficult time keeping my hands off you,” he said turning red enough to have shown through his white makeup, had he been wearing any. “Sorry, I didn’t mean–”
“It’s okay, Henry. I’m not offended. I was flattered that you’d be interested in me,” she said with a sexy smile. “Where’s your costume?”
She was flattered that he’d be interested in her? He’d have to be dead not to be interested in her. She’s the one who is flattering an old man by inviting him to her Halloween party.
“You said that you’ve never seen me without a costume, so I thought I’d show you what I look like without all the makeup and the big, red nose,” he said with a laugh. “If I had my horn with me, I’d beep it right now.”
“Well, I think you’re a handsome man and you definitely don’t look your age.”
“I’m sixty-three.”
“You don’t look it,” she said. “I would have guessed sixty-two,” she said with a laugh.
“Where’s everyone else?” He looked away from her to look around her house. “Have they not arrived, yet?”
“Everyone else? We’re here,” she said with a laugh. “It’s just you and me, our little, private Halloween party.”
Suddenly, he felt hot. He felt uncomfortable. He felt pressured. He didn’t know what to say or what to do. Was this a date? Was she coming on to him? What?
“Oh,” he looked at her, as if she was a spider and he was a fly that just flew into her web. “When you said Halloween party, I just thought, I mean, I didn’t realize that this was a–”
“A what, Henry? A date? It’s whatever you want it to me,” she said touching his arm.
They just looked at one another without speaking. He so wanted to kiss her. Was she expecting him to kiss her? Should he kiss her? Too late, his moment passed, when he changed the subject.
“You said you had food? I’m starved.”
Suddenly, he was nervous. Was she making a pass at him? Her costume left little to his imagination and he had to control himself from staring at all she was showing. Damn, she has big tits.
“Oh, sorry, yes, of course. I set out a table with cold cuts, bread, and sweets. Help yourself. There’s coffee, soft drinks, beer, wine, or water, whatever you prefer.”
“Oh, I’m not much of an alcohol drinker. I’m a big coffee drinker, though.”
“Well, I’m going to have a glass of wine, if don’t mind. I need some alcohol to relax from my job,” she said accepting the bottle of wine from him. “Thank you for the wine, Henry.”
“You’re welcome.”
“May I pour you a glass?”
“Oh, not now, maybe later,” he said watching her open the bottle he brought and pour herself a glass of wine. “If I did what you do, helping sick kids all day, instead of teaching healthy kids, I’d be wanting and needing a drink, too.”
Henry made himself a plate of food and poured himself a cup of coffee. Cassie refilled her wine glass with the wine he brought and that already had a bit of wine in it, so he figured that this was, at least, her second glass of wine or maybe her third, judging from the other opened bottle of wine. When she leaned forward to make herself a plate of food, he had a clear view down her open top. He could see all of her cleavage and much of her bra and not to embarrass himself and her, he looked away, but wanting to look again and longer this time, he could feel himself turning red again.
Was she teasing him or was this just part of her costume? He didn’t care which, he was just enjoying the view. It had been a few years since he’s had sex with his wife being sick and then passing and Cassie was pushing all of his buttons for his launch control sequence. He could feel his cock slowly stiffening with the nearly naked sight of her abundant breasts. Rocket getting ready for takeoff, clear the launching pad, and get ready for the countdown.
Then, when she sat across from him, even with her knees closed tightly together, he had an unobstructed view of the top of her nylons, garter belt, and even a triangular patch of her panties. Oh, my God, even though he bought his wife some things at Victoria’s Secrets, his wife never wore sexy lingerie, such as this, not since their Honeymoon night. He felt his cock twinge first by the sight of Cassie’s bra and cleavage and now by the sight of her panties. Feeling much like the naive clown that he was being out of the dating game for so long and not knowing what to do or what to say to get himself in her panties, if that was her intention, he was having a difficult time trying not to look at any part of her, other than her pretty face.
“You’re a handsome man, Henry,” she said. “From all that you told me, I was figuring you to look older more like Bob Barker on the Price is Right,” she said with a sexy laugh. Instead, you look more like sexy Sean Connery did twenty years ago,” she said with her ever present laugh. “Actually, now that I see you without all the makeup, you remind me of Henry Fonda, that is, before he got really old in the movie, On Golden Pond, but more like he looked in The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly.”
“Thank you,” he said. First, with him being the only invited guest and then with her wearing a costume that he could clearly see her underwear, and now with all the compliments, she was making him nervous. He was being to hyperventilate. “May I use your restroom?”
“Sure, it’s right there up two steps and straight ahead.”
“Thank you.”
He splashed some cold water on his face and started talking to himself, by not as loud, as if would, if alone at home, one of the things that he routinely did, since his wife died. He talked to himself in a whispered voice.
“What am I doing here? What if she makes a pass at me? What if she wants sex? What if I can’t get it up? What if I don’t satisfy her? Slow down. You’re getting way ahead of yourself, Henry. It’s Halloween and she’s wearing a costume. So what? Just don’t stare at her underwear. Obviously she’s lonely and you’re probably her only friend. Nah, she has lots of friends at the hospital. Well, whatever the reason, just have something to eat, something to drink, make some polite conversation, and after you’ve stayed a while make an excuse to leave and masturbate like crazy over all that you’ve seen of her later.”
When he walked back in the room, he couldn’t help but notice, while he was gone, her nurse’s uniform costume was even more revealing. With the hem of her dress pulled up a bit higher, he had a clearer view of her tops of her nylons, garter, and exposed panty. Clearly, he could discern her pussy slit. Also, with the top of her costume splayed open a bit more, she was showing more tit. Was that accidental or purposely done? First inviting him to a party where he’s the only invited guest and then wearing a sexy nurse’s costume that shows more than it covers, was she trying to seduce him?
He’s been married so long that he’s forgotten how to play the game. All he knew was that if he wasn’t physically attracted to Cassie before, only because she was so very young and he was so very old, he was certainly attracted to her now that she was showing so much of herself and now that he had an erection and was horny, an understatement. It’s a good thing his pants were so baggy, otherwise, talk about the big top, he’d be pitching his own big, circus tent.
“Would you like more coffee or will you have a drink with me? Cassie got up to pour herself another glass of wine and, as she got up from the couch, she flashed him even more of his panty. Never has a woman flashed him as much, since he had a teacher parent, private meeting thirty years ago, when this single mother was trying to put the moves on him. She sat across from him with her mini skirt nearly up to her crotch and her knees parted enough to show him that she wasn’t wearing panties and to make him think of baseball, so as not to stare between her legs. Cassie looked back over her shoulder, while waiting for his response.
“Sure, I’ll have a glass of wine with you.”
Then, when she sat back on down on the sofa, maybe it was the wine, but she was even more careless with her costume. With the hem of her costume higher than mid thigh and with her knees a foot apart, she was treating him to a sexy display of her body. As difficult as he found it hard not to stare between her legs and at her so exposed cleavage, he found it hard to concentrate on their conversation. It had been a while since he’s had sex and he never imagined what it would be like to have sex with her, fantasy sex with Nurse Cassie, that is, until now.
“Forgive my manners, but would you like a tour of my house?”
“Sure, I like old houses like this,” he said putting down his wine and getting up from his chair. “You have a beautiful home, Cassie.”
“Thank you, Henry,” she said.
“I love all the natural woodwork and the hardwood floors. It’s just beautiful.”
She walked him through the dining room to the kitchen and showed him a view of the backyard through the French doors. Then, they headed upstairs with Henry following behind her. Normally, he never looks up a lady’s skirt, but her dress was so short and he was suddenly so aroused that he couldn’t help himself from staring up at her exposed ass cheeks.
“This is the guest bedroom and the guest bathroom. Across the way is my messy office. You don’t want to see that. Last, my bedroom is down the hall. Woe, I’m a bit woozy from all that wine,” she said lying back on the bed and when she did, the bottom of her costume was raised to the top of her thighs and splayed wide open.
With her hand over her forehead and her eyes closed, Henry couldn’t help himself from staring at her panties. Clearly, he could see her camel toe. He’s known Nurse Cassie for two years without so much having an inappropriate thought about her, that is, aside from his fantasy about her, when masturbating. In all that time, never has he seen as much as her bra strap. Seeing so much of her now is overkill.
After she grabbed his ass in hospital, confessed that she wondered what he looked like naked, gave him a kiss on lips, and was now flashing him her panty and her abundant breasts, he didn’t know what to do. Actually, if he was a younger man, he’d know exactly what to do. He’d put the moves on her. He’d have hot sex with her. Now, he just wanted to run the Hell out of there and go home to masturbate over all that he saw of her.
Was she drunk or was she just teasing him? Was she trying to seduce him or just didn’t realize that he could see all that he could see of her? He didn’t want to embarrass himself and her by making a pass at her, especially if it wasn’t reciprocated. He’d feel like such a dumb ass, if he made a pass at her and all she wanted was a friend and not a lover.
“Lay back on the bed with me, Henry. I want to show you something.”
Well, that’s it. That was the baseball bat to the back of his head that he needed to understand what the Hell was happening here. Now, he knew for sure now that she wanted to have sex with him. Duh? Oh, my God! No way. Now what? What do I do now?
“Listen, Cassie, I don’t think that–”
“I promise not to rape you, Henry. I just want to show you my bedroom ceiling. Turn off the light and get beside me on the bed.”
Obediently, Henry turned off the light, sat on the bed, looked up at the ceiling, before laying back.
“Wow! How’d you do that? It’ looks like the Milky Way.”
“I paid a guy to paint it, when I was working the 6pm to 6am shift. I told him that I worked so many hours that I never saw the stars anymore. I told him that when I was laying in bed, I wanted to feel, as if I’m outside. He used special metallic paint that actually looks like twinkling stars.”
“This is awesome. I love this,” he said. “I’m so embarrassed, Cassie.”
“What?”
“I actually thought you were making a pass at me. I thought you wanted to have sex with me. I feel so foolish. I’m so very sorry. I’ve been so lonely lately and horny that…maybe I should go.”
“Henry, don’t apologize. That’s ridiculous,” she said looking at him. Suddenly, he felt her hand on his thigh and then he felt the palm of her hand lightly and slowly go over his cock, before she grabbed him. “I do want to have sex with you,” she said with a laugh. “If I waited for you to make a pass at me, another year would pass.”
He couldn’t believe his sexy nurse was feeling his cock through his pants. He couldn’t believe he was on her bed with her skirt nearly up to her waist and her panties totally exposed.
“Cassie, I’m a lot older–”
“Shut Henry and kiss me.”
With her hand still fondling his cock through his pants, it was just a kiss, until she stuck her tongue in his mouth.
“It’s been a long while since I kissed anyone other than my wife.”
“Well, maybe it’s time that you moved forward, Henry. What do you have on under those pants?”
“My underwear.”
“That’s okay. Take off your pants, if you don’t mind. I feel as if I’m underdressed compared to you,” she said with a laugh.
“Well, you are,” he said with a laugh. “I’m been trying not to stare at your cleavage and panty all night,” he said removing his pants.
“That’s easy rectified,” she said unbuttoning the three buttons of the costume and sitting up to remove it. “There,” she said. “Now you don’t have to look away. How do you like me in my panty in bra?”
“If I liked you before in your scrubs,” he said with a laugh. “I definitely like you more in your panty and bra. You have a beautiful body, Cassie.”
“Now get back in bed and let’s cuddle.”
“Okay,” said Henry climbing beside her.
“You have quite the erection going on there, Henry. Did I do that?”
“You sure did and I’m mighty thankful for that. It’s been a while since I’m had one so big.”
“Let me see it,” she said reaching out her hand.
“No, wait, I thought we were just going to cuddle.”
“Henry, we’re both lonely adults in our underwear and not horny teenagers. I think we’re well past the cuddling age stage, don’t you? Now, show me your cock.”
“Cassie, this is awkward.”
“C’mon, Henry, what are you shy? Show me your cock. I want to see how big it is. I’ve never seen a 63-year-old antique cock,” she said with a sexy laugh.
“No, I’d be embarrassed to just whip it out.”
“I’m a trained medical professional. Your cock won’t be the first I’ve seen and last one that I’ll see,” she said with a laugh.
And with that, Henry removed his underwear and his cock sprung to life. Bring it closer so that I can feel it,” she said sitting up in the bed and grabbed onto his cock, as soon as he moved his body closer to her.
As soon as she touched him, held him, and stroked him, she looked up at his eyes and kissed him, before leaning down and taking him in her mouth.
“Oh, my, Cassie. In all the years I was married, my wife never took me in her mouth. This is extraordinary, but if you continue to suck me like that, you’ll make me cum.”
“Well, let’s not spoil things. I don’t want you cumming, just yet. I would like you to cum in my mouth, later, but only after you satisfy me.”
“You would?”
“Sure, it wouldn’t be a proper blowjob, unless you came in my mouth and I swallowed you.”
Not wasting any time, she reached behind her, undid her bra, removed it, and then removed her panty.
“You have a beautiful body, Cassie.”
“Well,” she said. “C’mon, get naked, too,” she laughed, “and then climb on top of me. It’s been a while, since I’ve had a cock.”
“Wow, I love the dirty talk. My wife never talked dirty, she never even talked, while we were having sex. It was all so mechanically, as if it was an expected duty, just another household chore.”
“I love talking, while I’m getting fucked, Henry,” she said reaching down and directing his prick in her pussy. “Fuck me, Henry. Fuck me.”
“Oh, Cassie, I wanted to make love to you for the longest time, from the first moment I set eyes on you,” he said kissing her, while his big hand encompassed her big breast. “I love your big tits,” he said leaning down and taking her nipple in his mouth, while slowly humping her.
She returned his humps, until they developed a rhythm. Then, finally, working in unison, as if a piston, they found the magic and were fucking like teenagers after Prom night.
“Oh, baby, that feels so good, Henry. Keep that up and you’ll make me cum and if you make me cum, I’ll return the favor, Henry. I’ll give you a blowjob you’ll never forget,” she said whispering in his ear, before sticking her tongue in his ear and blowing. “That’s right, Henry, fuck me.”
Henry was panting, but doing his best to satisfy his young lover. When he stared to wane, she turned him over and climbed on top. Then, as if she was a rabbit, a dog in heat, or a queen trying her best to please her king, she rode him, like he’s never been ridden before.
Henry reached up to harness her flopping breasts with his hands. He caressed her big boobs, while fingering her nipples, as she humped and fucked him.
“Oh, my God, Cassie. I never knew it could be like this. I only wish I had met you thirty years ago. Fuck me, Cassie. Fuck me, baby. Fuck my cock. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.”
“Don’t stop, Henry. Don’t stop! Please! Don’t stop! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! I’m cumming! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oh, yeah! Oh, baby!”
She stayed like that on top of him, until his penis fell out of her, then she climbed off and kissed him. They stayed like that for a few minutes staring up at the twinkling stars on the ceiling. Then, Henry slid down the bed and maneuvered himself between her legs.
“If ever I had the chance, I always wanted to lick your pussy, Cassie.”
“Be my guest, Henry,” she said with a sexy laugh.
“You know, just ’cause I’m old and can’t always cut the mustard, I can still lick the jar,” and with that, he started lapping her, while fingering her.
“Oh, baby, you can lick my pussy any time you want, so long as you fuck me with those long, stiff fingers.”
“How’s that feel, Cassie? Do you like that? Do you like me licking your pussy like this, while I fuck you with my fingers like that?”
“I love it. It feels wonderful, Henry,” she said running her fingers through his hair. “Lick me, baby. Make Cassie cum again. Oh, yeah, that’s it. Right there, Henry, right there. That’s it. You found it. That’s my G spot. Gently, though, easy. Press that, push there, while you lick me. Oh, God. Oh, yeah, nice. Oh, baby. Oh, yeah. Oh, God! I’m gonna cum. Don’t stop, Henry. Don’t stop. Whatever you do, keep licking. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck! Okay, okay, that’s enough, Henry. Oh, wow. That was great, baby,” she said reaching down for him and giving him the deep, wet kiss that he deserved for making her cum twice.
“Oh, Cassie, that was unbelievable. I loved licking your pussy,” he said still gently playing with her clit, while she fondled the head of his cock.
“How about that blowjob, now, Henry? Would you like me to suck your cock?”
“Oh, yes, Cassie.”
She slid down the bed and took his cock in her mouth. It was evident that she had great cock sucking skills. A trained professional, he wondered if they taught this in medical school to nursing students.
“Oh, Cassie, that feels so good. It’s unbelievable. If you keep that up, I’m not going to last very long, I’ll tell you that much,” he said reaching down to finger her nipple with one hand, while playing with her blonde hair with his other hand.
“That’s okay, baby. Whenever you’re ready,” she said removing his cock from her mouth long enough for her to speak. Then, when she cupped his balls, is when he unloaded all that he had to give.
“Oh, Cassie. Cassie. Cassie. Gees,” he said putting a hand to the back of her head and fucking her mouth with one last hump that emptied him.
He watched her lick him clean. She licked the last drop of cum from the head of his depleted prick, while staring up at him, before taking the entire length of him in her mouth. Then, she moved up to him and they held one another. They stayed like that, eventually falling asleep, before waking up the next morning. Fortunately, Cassie had the next couple of days off and, as if they were newly weds, they spent every minute of it together.
Halloween was the beginning of their love affair. They dated regularly, every weekend, until she sold her house and moved in with Henry. It’s been a year that they’ve been together and they plan on celebrating Halloween by throwing another Halloween party, with just the two of them, as their way to celebrate their anniversary.
Cassie transferred to another part of the hospital and finally was put on the day shift with more regular hours. Henry couldn’t be happier with his live-in now thirty-year-old girlfriend. He’s the envy of all his friends.