Bad Break, Good Break

Babes

Chapter 1

Ben winced slightly and stared around the room. He could have been in any three or four star hotel room if it wasn`t for the machines beeping next to the bed. There was a sofa in the corner and an easy chair next to the bed. There were nice paintings on the wall and fresh flowers placed strategically around the room. He had been in this room for a week now and his bum hurt from lying, and his leg itched like crazy, and that was slowly sending him insane.

He had been transferred to this clinic after spending four weeks in the hospital in Croydon following his accident. His job in The City had the best benefits package, and so after his initial trauma treatment he had been transferred to this private clinic in Kensington, and closer to his home that he shared with his wife of three months.

Ben glanced sideways at the framed photo next to his bed. It was of him and Ann on honeymoon in Mauritius. They both looked so happy, and he still was apart from the accident. His wife was beautiful. Five feet ten of toned, and tanned body. Jet black shoulder length hair surrounded an oval, blemish free face that was dominated by large hazel eyes. Her breasts, which were clearly on display in the honeymoon bikini, were perfect, not small and not large. Just how he liked them. Her smile in the picture was one of a contentment that was not false in any way and his own grin mimicked that.

Ann was not only beautiful, but intelligent as well. She was the same age as him at thirty one, and a lawyer in a firm that had the complete floor above his firm’s offices. He had met her several times in the lift during working hours and eventually he had plucked up the courage to ask her to go for a drink. She agreed without a pause, and those drinks ended with him in her bed, at her small flat in Hammersmith. This is where he found out the last, and for him, most important fact about Ann. She loved sex. All kinds of sex. She loved to do it, watch it in movies, read about it and talk about it.

At work she had always been so prim and proper. Conservative business suits and flat shoes with tights, and blouses done up to her throat, but get her in the bedroom or the bathroom and sometimes even the kitchen or the lounge, and she was like a wild cat and Ben could not get enough of her. They had dated a year, and been married now for three months and not one day had passed without some form of sex at least once. Even when Ann had her period she loved to suck him to climax or give him a hand job before they slept. She was completely insatiable.

Ann was also very inventive, and often surprised Ben with lingerie that drove him mad with lust. She would have no problem with exhibitionist behaviour either. Once, she gave him a blow job on the late train from Glasgow after visiting her parents. Even when the guard appeared and started checking tickets further down the carriage, she continued to bob her head up and down until he came in her mouth just thirty seconds before Ben heard the phrase “Tickets please.” Ben sighed. He had truly married the perfect woman.

Ben had one vice that had caused a small amount of friction between them. He had an old Honda motorbike that he loved to ride with a couple of his mates. It had been on such a ride that the accident happened. He was out with John and Davy, who had been his friends since school. They had driven out of London and down the M23 to Brighton for the day. On the return journey, they had just left the motorway and were passing through Purley when Ben`s front wheel hit a pot hole and his bike swerved across the street and he was clipped by a van. The bike spun out of control along the asphalt with Ben`s leg trapped underneath it. When he eventually came to rest his right leg was broken in five places, his ankle was dislocated and his left arm was fractured above the wrist.

The ambulance ferried him to Mayday hospital in Croydon and after several surgeries they managed to save the leg, but he had spent the last four weeks in traction. Now that some of the healing process was completed he had been transferred to this clinic a week ago. His leg and wrist were still in plaster, but now his leg was just resting on several pillows rather than in the traction device and the plaster only went from his foot to just above the knee. He needed one more operation, but he would be here for a month before that took place.

All the time he was in Croydon Ann had been fantastic. After her initial scolding about being stupid and his bike riding she had not missed one night visiting him. In the Croydon hospital he was in a room with three other men around his age and they all complimented him on his choice of wife when Ann had left for the evening, which gave Ben a great source of pride.

The move to Kensington was better for Ann as there were no fixed visiting hours and the journey was less than twenty minutes, rather than over an hour to South London. It was also better for Ben as he had a private room and Ann lost no time in slipping her hand under the bed covers bahis siteleri and massaging his cock, that had been so ignored in the previous four weeks. Her skilful hand had him standing hard and proud in seconds. She then removed it, much to Ben`s consternation before delving in her hand bag and producing a small bottle of lube. She poured some onto her hand and pulling back the sheets began to stroke him up and down. The lube was cold, but felt great as she pulled his foreskin tightly down and then slowly pulled back up.

Ann continued this for several minutes until Ben was breathing heavily and then he stiffened and let out a grunt as he spurted five heavy ropes of come up into the air as his pent up frustrations were released. Ann leaned forward and licked all of the come from his tummy, where the majority had landed, before washing her hands in the basin in his bathroom. This same procedure had happened every evening this week with small variances on the theme. Ann had sucked his cock on several occasions and always swallowed his creamy deposit.

One evening she had sat in the chair next to the bed and used a vibrator on her pussy and instructed him to wank himself. They had both come simultaneously as he watched the blue plastic plunging into her vagina. Again, she had licked up all of his come.

On this particular evening she had just sucked Ben to climax and retreated to the bathroom. As she was washing her hands, Ben`s door opened and his usual nurse came in with her tray. Svetlana was a beauty. Maybe twenty eight or twenty nine, she was originally from the Ukraine but had been in London for five years. Her long blonde hair was pulled up in a bun and her blue eyes flashed like diamonds. Her largish breasts pushed against the fabric of the uniform, white dress and she smirked as she watched Ben hurriedly cover up his lower half.

Ben had a secret that he had not told Ann. Due to his immobility he had been having bed baths in the hospitals for nearly five weeks now. In Croydon that was not so much of a problem. June, his nurse in Croydon was a big black woman in her late fifties. She must have weighed 200 Kg, and to put it kindly, she wasn’t the gentlest woman the World had ever seen. Therefore, there had been no embarrassing moments as she washed his most private of areas.

Svetlana, was the complete opposite. She had been bathing him every day this week and each day had seen his dick rise embarrassingly to the occasion as her small hands with the warm wash cloth moved around his balls and cock. What made it worse for Ben was that she had stared into his eyes all the time she was doing it. Ben had also noticed that Svetlana seemed to spend more time on that area of his body than all of the others put together. He hadn`t ejaculated yet, but he had been close on more than one occasion. Now, when Svetlana entered the room his cock automatically twitched in anticipation.

Ann watched silently from the bathroom doorway as Svetlana administered the shots against thrombosis into Ben`s stomach. She was bent over slightly causing her dress to ride up and Ann caught a glimpse of the lacy tops of what were obviously stockings and not tights. Her long shapely legs were enough to make any insecure woman jealous. Thankfully, Ann was completely secure in her appearance and sexuality and could just appreciate another extremely good looking woman.

Ann had never been particularly into women. She had experimented when she was at University in Edinburgh. There was a three week fling with a French teacher that she had met at a friend’s party. It was fun while it lasted and was a definite learning experience, but she missed a good hard dick too much to take it on as a life choice.

Then there was the week long polyamorous relationship that she had had with her on and off boyfriend Greg when an extremely pretty friend of his had visited from South Africa. Lisa was definitely bi-sexual and was as happy licking Ann to orgasm as she was with Greg`s cock down her throat. All in all that amounted to a pretty run of the mill exploration into same sex couplings. However, she was intrigued by the blonde, foreign beauty that was seductively wiping her handsome husband’s tummy after administrating the injections.

Svetlana professionally took Ben`s temperature and blood pressure before making notes in the chart that hung at the end of his bed. She packed up her things and turned to leave as Ann exited the bathroom. They greeted each other cordially and Svetlana left the room.

Ann perched on the edge of the Bed and let her hand wander under the sheets until she located Ben`s limp manhood and she ran her finger nails gently over the head with a spiders touch. Taking a deep breath she said, “She truly is a beauty isn`t she?”

Ben could feel himself blush and his cock began to harden between Ann`s fingers. Then he let out a gasp as Ann`s finger nails dug painfully into the sensitive skin of his now erect shaft.

“Is there something I should know my dear Hubby?” kumar siteleri Ann whispered as her finger nails once again began to play like a gentle breeze along the length of his erection.

“I don`t know what you mean Ann. She is my nurse for fucks sake. Plus, even if it was available, my gorgeous wife drains me every night and I don`t have the need, desire or ability for any extracurricular activities, even with someone as pretty as Svetlana.” Ben was trying hard to concentrate as Ann had now gripped him in her hand and was masturbating him at the same speed as they were talking.

Ann continued to speak quietly and slowly as her hand moved below the thin sheets, “But you must have thought about it surely? I cannot believe my virile, super stud of a husband hasn`t thought about her climbing onto the bed and settling herself down on his hard six inches, before bouncing up and down until he shoots his load into her tight Ukrainian snatch! Now tell me what you are hiding from me!”

Again Ben gasped as the nails dug into his balls this time. He was close to coming and finding it hard to concentrate. He made a split decision that honesty was the best policy. “There is just one small thing,” he began slowly and choosing his words carefully. “Every day she comes to give me a bed bath. She washes me all over with warm soapy water and a wash cloth. However, when she gets to my manly parts she seems to linger longer than necessary. Plus, all the time she stares into my eyes as her hands move down there. I have to admit that my little man rises to the occasion, but she never takes it to the finish line. If you know what I mean?”

Ann`s hand was moving quicker now and she swivelled around on the bed and placed one foot on the mattress next to Ben`s shoulder. Ben looked down and saw that Ann`s skirt had ridden up higher and he had a perfect view of her shaved pussy, as she was apparently not wearing panties. His hand moved towards the shaved mound and he located her clit with his fingers. It was hard and poking out from its sheath, so his admission had obviously turned Ann on somewhat.

Ann took a sharp intake of breath as Ben`s fingers found the nub of nerves at the apex to her slit and breathlessly she said, “Tell me more?”

Ben was trying hard not to come whilst also strumming on Ann`s clit. He pushed two fingers into her warm, wet tunnel and his thumb rubbed hard against her clit. “That`s it really,” he started, biting his lip to stop his impending climax. “She plays with my balls and cock until I am hard, then she smiles and leaves.”

Ann had her eyes closed now and was pushing her pelvis hard against his intruding fingers. She was close to coming as she asked, “What do you do then? Do you masturbate until you come? Do you think about her then, or me?” and then her orgasm hit and she threw her head back, mewling as Ben felt the warm liquid trickle onto his hand. This sparked his own eruption and he felt his seed splash against the sheets and drip onto his groin and thighs.

Ann was gripping him tight as her orgasm rolled over her and it was becoming painful. Ben wasn`t sure if it was on purpose, as if she was waiting for his answer to her questions. Ben thought he would prolong the sexy story and just stated, “Yes, I have a wank, but in my imagination it is always you that is playing with my dick!”

Ann squeezed him hard one more time before nearly shouting, “Liar!” and then broke into a fit of giggles, and Ben laughed with her.

A few minutes passed before Ann spoke again, “I would love to watch her do her bed bath thing with you. What time does she normally come around?”

Ben was incredulous. “What do you mean?” he stammered

“I want to watch Svetlana give you a hand job.”

“Are you serious? I am sure she wouldn`t do that if you were in the room. I must admit it would be weird, but also fucking hot if you were there. If you really want to do this Svetlana normally arrives sometime between ten thirty and eleven.”

Ann thought for a minute before replying, “That`s perfect. Tomorrow is Saturday so I can come at any time. Send me a text when she arrives and I will wait downstairs in the canteen until I get your text. Then I will come upstairs and catch her in the act.”

They both sat silently for about ten minutes as they processed their own thoughts about what tomorrow may bring. They were interrupted as Svetlana entered and brought Ben`s dinner tray. Both Ben and Ann exchanged surreptitious glances while the blonde beauty was in the room and then burst into laughter as they heard the door close behind her as she left.

After Ben had eaten his meal Ann snuggled up to him carefully on the bed, so as not to hurt his injured leg. They watched a cheesy film on the large TV screen that hung on one wall. Ann had her head under his arm, resting on Ben`s chest as he stroked her hair. As the credits rolled up the screen she slipped lower and Ben felt her moist lips circle the head of his cock.

Keeping just the head in her mouth bahis Ann swirled her tongue around the underside of the head and her hand began to massage his balls gently. Ben felt her tongue pushing into the small slit at the top of his penis as she sought out his pre-come like an anteater seeking his prey. His erection grew until his full six inches raised themselves out of his bush of curly brown hair.

As Ben became more engorged in her mouth Ann pushed down and took more and more of him until the tip was resting against the entrance of her throat. She breathed in through her nose and swallowed the last inch of his cock into her throat, holding it there for a few seconds before pulling up and taking deep breaths. Ben was panting by now and as she repeated the action another four times and he grabbed a handful of her hair and ejaculated hard into her mouth and throat. Ann gagged slightly as the familiar salty, creamy fluid filled her mouth but she continued to suck and lick all of it from within him. Once finished, she let his limp penis fall from her lips and swallowed theatrically.

Ben had is eyes closed and Ann was concentrating on her task and so both were startled when they heard an accented voice from behind them. “I am so sorry, I didn`t mean to interrupt. I can come back for the tray later if you want?”

Ann turned and Ben opened his eyes. Svetlana stood by the door and looked anything but sorry as a broad grin was splashed across her cute features.

Ben blushed beet red, but Ann, as usual, took it all in her stride as she replied, “No problem Svetlana. As long as this stays between us, and you don`t tell anybody how good he tastes. It should be our secret, and anyway I must be going now.”

With that she sprung from the bed and kissed Ben on the lips. She turned towards Svetlana and Ben nearly choked as his wife also kissed Svetlana and he could see her tongue push between the nurses lips briefly.

She turned first to Ben and said, “See you tomorrow baby,” before looking at Svetlana and smiling as she said, “See, I told you he tasted good!” and with that she was gone.

Svetlana was smiling broadly at Ben, who was turning every shade of red imaginable. His discomfort wasn`t eased as Svetlana stripped the semen soiled sheets off of his bed before replacing them with pristine new ones. He was unable to make a sound and he could only nod as Svetlana talked as she worked. “Your wife is so beautiful and sexy. You are such a lucky man. She seems skilled in the arts of love as well, which must be very satisfying for you. You are also a very handsome man. You make the most delightful couple and so full of sexual energy. It is a pleasure to watch you together, and I must admit it makes me just a tiny bit jealous.”

With that last sentence she was gone, taking the dirty sheets with her and dimming the lights as she left Ben`s room. Ben was left lying in the gloom and trying to make sense of what had just happened. Had his wife really just kissed Svetlana? Not only that, but she had also pushed some of his come into the Ukrainians mouth with her tongue. What was even more puzzling to Ben was that Svetlana had not complained, and if he was honest to himself, she had actually seemed to have enjoyed the interaction with Ann.

Ben always struggled to sleep with his leg and arm encased in plaster, and tonight would be no different, but probably even worse, as his mind swirled with imagined thoughts of what the next day would bring.

Chapter 2

He eventually found a tortured slumber at around two in the morning and he was brought rudely awake as the breakfast trolley rolled noisily into his room at nine o`clock. It was not Svetlana, as her shift ran from ten until ten, but a young Pakistani kid called Ahmed. Ben liked Ahmed and they talked for a few minutes about the appalling performance of the England cricket team as Ahmed served him his coffee and cereal.

Ben was in a good mood after Ahmed left. The kid was always happy and smiling and seemed to raise the spirits of all the patients. Ben switched on the TV and watched some talking head politician on the day break programme. Switching off the TV his thoughts returned to what had happened last night. He was still deep in thought when Svetlana entered with his injections and to do the usual tests. Neither mentioned the events of the last evening.

Ben grabbed his mobile phone and texted Ann, “Good morning my beautiful wife. How are you this morning xxx”

The phone buzzed almost immediately as Ann replied, “Downstairs and horny as hell. Is she there yet? xx”

“I will let you know. Shouldn`t be too long!” Ben wrote the message and sent it before writing, “She is here!” But he didn’t send this message. Two minutes later Svetlana entered the room with her bowl and cloth before shutting the door. Ben pressed send and placed the mobile on his bedside cabinet.

The morning ritual began as it always did. Due to the cast on his leg Ben just wore a hospital smock. This was removed by Svetlana in seconds and thrown into the corner to be washed. Then the blonde nurse began to wash his body meticulously with the warm soapy water and towelling each piece dry as she finished. She began with both arms and both legs before cleaning his back, shoulders and chest.

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