Loving Care in a Care Home Ch. 03

After all the excitement of Mel, then Dorothy I was glad of a bit of me time to recharge my batteries. Then two days later, the next thing I know;

"Hello handsome!"

The voice woke me up from my afternoon nap. I had been watching the gorgeous Molly Hilloughby on TV when I fell asleep, but now I was presented with even bigger boobs and a more curvy ass in real life. Paula my room cleaner was leaning across me to dust the bookshelves. She was on her own today. She was wearing a tight orange jumper which was very stretched across her lovely chest.

"How are we today?"

Paula asked, as her chest lightly grazed my face as she used a damp cloth on the chest of drawers top. As she moved the cloth side to side with her hands to clean the surface her tits swung into my face several times before she moved away to empty the bin.

She bent over with her legs straight then looked behind to see me looking at her ass. She smiled at me and said;

"Do you have a nice view in your room?"

"Yes indeed" I said. "There is a lovely pair of hillocks in view that I would love to explore."

"Ooo really! " was her answer as she waggled her bum some more while pretending to shake the small bin into the bin bag. She sniggered to herself. But Herbert was now fully awake.

"As summer is coming I'd love to take you for a little stroll around this Folk's Home's grounds and explore those lovely hillocks." I said to her.

"Oh that would be lovely." Paula replied. "I love the outdoors and I am short of company and lonely as my husband always seems to be away from home, usually in Azerbaijan or somewhere similar looking for oil. My kids have their own places now, so my house is a very empty nest at the moment. I could use a friend really, especially one with benefits.

"Well I do get a pension off the government, that is classed as a benefit, isn't it?" I said. "Plus I would be more than happy to be your friend." I continued.

Paula looked at me oddly for a moment.

"A friend with benefits I said, not a friend on benefits. Never mind!" Paula said grumpily. She headed over to empty the kitchen bin.

"I got this job many years ago when money was tight and the kids were little. As time has gone on, I don't need to work anymore for money. It is more the socialising with colleagues and fraternising with residents which make my days fun now."

"That is very interesting Paula," I said "I would love to fill you in some time, sorry, help fill in your time! I meant to say." Dropping a big hint to her.

"You are a dirty old man arn't you?" said Paula.

"Oh sorry" I said "I didn't mean to be like that." So I continued.

"When did you last have some fun?" I asked Paula.

"Oh that would be, let me see..." she said as her eyes went up to the ceiling and she put her hands on her hips. Which pulled her jumper even tighter over her lovely big boobs in her skimpy bra. I feasted my eyes on their fullness, circumference and nipple outlines.

"Probably 18 months ago." She said as I lifted my eyes up to her warm loving friendly gaze. She smiled as she recalled a night out with her friends. "That was when Ricardo was here on a placement from Portugal. He was a lovely Latino chap. That night we found out he was gay, as we all danced made moves on him. He explored a lot of bodies that night indeed!"

"Oh yes that was a fun night, as she recalled what must have been a very memorable and possibly dirty evening." Her face gave away her excitement recalling the event. She went very red also.

I asked Paula if she would like a drink. Did she have a bit of time to stay.

"Yes" she said. "You are my last client today so I can stay and chat for a bit if you would like?"

I made her a cup of coffee while we gabbed to each other about the weather then how far the bus stop is from here. We chatted and got along like a house on fire.

"Would you like to see my etchings?" I said to Paula. Who laughed loudly.

"Are you for real?" she asked me. "I think that was a chat up line in the 1960's wasn't it?"

"Oh was it?" I said. "I didn't know that." And then; "Well its not a chat up line, I have an album here of my work. I mostly do landscapes but some of people also but they're not my forté really. Would you like to have a look?"

I got the etching album out from the magazine rack beside my armchair.

"Oh go on then!" she said in a funny voice. "If you must".

She came towards me and sat on my bed beside my comfortable padded wing back arm chair.

"They are very good." Paula said in a surprised tone. "I thought you were messing with me but actually you are very skilled."

"Thank you" I replied. "And this one is of Gaping Gill the largest sink hole in Britain. Its on the Limestone rock found in Yorkshire."

"I cannot see that one very well," said Paula, as she stood up and got much closer to me. She leaned in towards me and looked more closely at the etching.

"That is amazing! The detail is fantastic!" she said as she put her bum down on the arm rest of my chair. She was perched somewhat precariously but unconsciously leaned in to see my work. I was very close to her and examined her face, neck and chest while she was occupied.

"OOoh thats a good one!" she said as she moved on the pages and looked at an etching of a woman, who as a model had been dressed only in skimpy underwear, while posing.

I remembered that members of the public were paid £10 an hour to sit in various stages of nudity for art students, when I went to Art College. I had attended night-school classes when I was a good bit younger!

Paula had a good look at the voluptuous young girl in my etching book. "What a beauty!" she said, while looking at the etching, then she let out a nervous cry;

"Yikkes!"

As she slipped off the armrest of my chair and landed on to my lap. Her arms were around my shoulders to stop herself falling and her face was an inch away from me.

"Well hello!" I said "Have you just dropped in? Haha. But seriously are you ok?"

I became aware that Herbert was standing to attention in my trousers. Undoubtedly she could feel him pressing against her bum."

"Oh yes! I am more than Ok!" Paula says laughing. "I have not sat on a man's lap for such a long time." She said. "Oh I could get used to this." She giggled. As I felt her wiggle her butt cheeks over Herbert.

She closed her eyes while she discretely enjoyed rubbing herself on me. I took the opportunity to close in her neck and kissed it. Sucking her skin into my mouth and then moving up pushing my tongue into her ear. She loved the feeling and sighed loudly. The she swung her right leg over me while her left leg stayed on my right side. She was now straddling me with her legs wide apart. Herbert sat up in her crevasse. Her right arm went around my neck and pulled me in. Kissing, lip nibbling, tongue swapping and neck biting followed for several minutes before I got my hands under her jumper and kneaded her tits under her bra. They were such a hand full, very soft but massive in volume. I found her nipples and squeezed them like a World War 2 British spy in Germany squeezing and twisting his radio transmitter dials.

"Germany calling..." I whispered in her ear as I twisted her nipples and squeezed them. They soon expanded into my hand, the pink edge of her aureoles rising like goose bumps on a cold arm. The nipples rose like a volcano on the horizon. Well over an inch long.

"Oh I bet your babies did not go hungry!" I groaned as I worked her nipples. After a few minutes I felt her arms pull my face down against her tits, her legs squeezed me and the arms of the chair as she shuddered and let out a big groan. Then she pressed her junk hard against Herbert as she orgasmed. Over and over she shuddered as she came, unstoppable, I thought I was going to suffocate against her large tits as she pressed my face tightly against her airbags.

She relaxed on top of me just before I was going to erupt in my trousers.

"Phew, that was close." I said. Inside my head, I thought I have only just avoided a pair of sticky underpants.

I leaned back to look at Paula. Her eyes were open but she seemed to be absent. I managed to manoeuvre her onto my bed and lay her back to recover. Her eyes closed so I thought,

"Well she got her half of the 50:50. So I'll get my half now."

So I eased up her tight jumper exposing her large wobbly chest. A sturdy bra kept the girls up and to attention. I undid the front fastener and eased the lacy white garment off her globes. I eased Herbert out of my pants while encasing her tits in my hands. Herbert slide nicely between her baps while I pushed them closed, encasing Herbert in their sexy flesh. As I rocked back and forth Herbert poked Paula under her chin on the upstrokes.

Eventually I heard a big sigh and a lovely pair of dark brown eyes opened. "Oh my God." Paula had intended to say. But when she opened her mouth to say "Oh" Herbert's massive helmet popped right in forcing her luscious lips into a stretched oval shape around my girth. While his head slid back against her throat. She was amazed with Herbert's girth and length.

She mumbled "This cock is massive..." Which sounded more like "hish hock hish masshive."

"Hey, where are your manners young lady? Dont you know not to talk with your mouth full!" I said as I rocked Herbert back and forth down her mouth and throat. I sniggered as I looked into her eyes. Her pupils grew bigger on the in stroke and reverted to normal on the out stroke.

"Give it all to me!" Paula said on the next out stroke as she gripped my length and held Herbert out of her mouth. "I want all your spunk in my mouth NOW!" She said.

"Oh yes," a little voice in my head said, as I unloaded Herbert's sherbert. "Oh yes, Oh Yes, OH YES!" I could see my goo filling her mouth, being swirled by her tongue and white sponk firing out with creamy blobs all over her lips, eyes, nose and face.

"Oh! So its you who has Herbert! I wondered who had him. I keep hearing mention of this gorgeously big knob called Herbert by girls whispering in the staff room. But nobody would say who it belongs to. But now I know!" said Paula.

"I had a feeling it was you Norman. Would you take care of my love hole next? I haven't had a tool in me for months."

"Well" I said. "I don't wish to shag a married woman. I don't want to break up a relationship."

"Well would you consider having me, if you saved my marriage?" She said

"Hmmm is she playing mind games?" I said to myself.

"My man works abroad for 6 week stints and as I have got older, I am 38 now, my sex drive has increased and I'm frustrated to death. I am at my sexual peak and have no man around to satisfy my needs."

"Oh, I am so sorry to hear about the situation you are in. But wont your man be upset if you cheat on him?"

We were both stood up face to face her arms were around my shoulders and she pulled my face toward hers.

"No he is fine about it. We spoke about this issue when he was last home. He is not getting up anywhere near as hard or long as when we met. So he said "As long as he gets to see a picture of the cock I am taking, he is ok to give me a hall pass until he is home again."

Paula then pops her phone out of her leggins. She sets up the camera before resting it on the table. She then skillfully slides down my fly zip and pulls out Herbert.

"Oh. My. Fricking. God!" She says as she unravels his length out. She takes his picture (in landscape mode) as Herbert is so long.

"I will be back tomorrow." She says as she wafts out of the door quietly.

"OMG! oh my god" repeatedly floats around my head as I lay back to go asleep that evening. Eventually I sleep deeply.

I wake up late, around 11 am. Maybe the previous day's exertion caused it. Herbert had been wearing his helmet most of the night as I dreamed about Paula's big rack.

I heard my room door open and a woman wearing a big black coat wandered in. She took off her hat and lowered the large collar. She revealed her face. It was Paula.

She pulled back my bed covers exposing me. Herbert stood to attention, stiff as a Royal Marine in front of the Queen. Paula popped Herbert into her mouth as she swung one arm out of her big coat, then her other arm came out. Her coat now just sat on her back. As I got close to orgasm she stood up.

"Wow" I said as she stood legs apart wear nothing but thigh high black leather boots and a pair of black Marigold rubber gloves which reached half way up her forearm. Four limbs covered in sexy black leather and rubber.

She got on all fours and crawled up the bed moaning:

"I want you so bad in my pussy. I need a damn good workout!"

I found her naked breasts and pussy gorgeous. The black limbs were sexy especially those "fmh" (fuck me hard) boots. She placed a black rubber glove hand around Herbert holding him directly up. She lowered her pussy on to him.

"Wait what did your husband say about the photo. Is it OK for us?" I said.

Paula quickly sat strait down on Herbert, she was skewered like a kebab on a stick. She groaned as three quarters of Herbert slid inside her. "Yes. Oh yes indeed" she moaned loudly.

"The man from Del Monte said yes?" I laughed as she began to ride me.

"Yes he did indeed" Paula said in excruciating pain as Herbert pushed against her cervix. Once the pain gave way to pleasure she repeated "Oh yes, he said yes, yes, yes!" As she pumped her ass up and down my telegraph pole in a morse code pattern up and down fast, fast and then slow, slow. It felt so good.

She came all over my cock within 30 seconds. Then collapsed on my bed. "Fuck that!" I thought as I got her black leather boot heels and legs behind my head, bending her in half so I could get Herbert much deeper up her.

I ploughed her deeply for several minutes until with deep breath in and surprised look on her face she came back around.

"Oh you dirty old man" she groaned over and over as I powered into the 38 year old's love chute.

"Do you love my cock, Herbert?" I asked.

"Oh yes" she said "you are just what I need on a regular basis. How about us having a regular TT party?"

"What is that?" I said.

"It's every Tuesday and Thursday per week that we get it on and my big coat off!"

"Your wish is granted I love the TT idea. By the way do you like riding motorcycles?" I continued...

"I've got a big V twin that you would love riding between those thigh high boots."

So it was that for the next 6 months my room didn't get cleaned very often but Herbert was emptied regularly on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Paula's husband eventually returned for good as his post was made redundant. The next woman whom I never ever expected to get, came into my life and on Herbert, in the next chapter.

Chapter 4 will follow soon.

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