This is a story of a young, well-endowed male nurse who has to nurse an elderly lady aristocrat after her horse threw her, she recovers quickly and so does their relationship.
I am a qualified nurse who specialised in nursing and elderly care, I'm also a qualified physiotherapist and last month was awarded a degree in nutrition for the elderly. I am now twenty-six years of age, single and since I was eighteen and started my training, I've lived in staff hospital accommodation which wasn't great but has allowed me to save a lot of money, eventually I want to buy my own apartment.
My mum's a geriatric nurse, she cares and finds this type of nursing gives her tremendous satisfaction, mum taught me so much and made my initial training so much easier. Mum was a widow and when I was eighteen, she moved in with her seventy-year-old boyfriend Peter, who owned a gorgeous suburban villa. She had met him in hospital and I believe she saw him as providing her financial security and married him to get this.
Mum is tall, like me, with a voluptuous body who has intelligence, good looks and a body that stiffens any cock. I detested Tom, he was self-centred and boring, mum made a compromise, he could give her a lifestyle you dream about and that's what mum wanted. Mum and I were still close, we talked and texted every day, one day mum said to me, "Peter will not last forever Jack, I know what I'm doing, I could have had many older boyfriends, I know how to look after them, Tom has no family so I'll inherit everything, I'm farting through silk now and will do for the rest of my life."
I loved mum, when I was younger, I used to wank thinking about her; I had grown up now and over the years of my training I had many encounters with older women but I was very selective; they had to be intelligent, full busted as mum was, tall, good looking and with a sense of fun. After my physio training, I knew I could make them tingle and make them want more, my fingers could give women so much pleasure, my tongue took them places many women had never been too.
I had many mature women in the hospitals I worked in, most were widows or wives with husband's doing nothing for them, I loved giving them pleasure and they loved what I did to them. They would tremble on the hospital bed as I gave them a memorable orgasm, I never abused my position or forced anything on my patients, everything was consensual, they loved what I did to them and I loved what I did to them.
I was now a Senior Staff nurse in the geriatric ward of a university hospital; it was the best hospital in the area; I was an excellent nurse and a good physiotherapist where my training in nutrition was helpful in my day-to-day work; I thoroughly enjoyed my work and was popular with the patients ensuring I was attentive to all patients in the ward.
I was tall, with sparkling blue eyes and always cheerful, my bedside manner was excellent and I listened, being compassionate when needed. I could easily make mature ladies hearts beat faster, the ones whose eyes still sparkled were the ones I would give special attention to and they always came back for more.
My life changed on a Monday morning just after eleven, the professor's secretary called me and asked if I had a private room available, I had, she then told me that Countess Lady Lucy Whitley would be transferred from the X-ray department, her horse had thrown her and she had landed on her coccyx (tailbone) and had been badly bruised but luckily not fractured anything as she is seventy-two years old.
Before she was transferred to the private room, I got an auxiliary to put in a massage table with roller cushion and a cushion on the seat where her tailbone would sit, a lot of tailbone pain comes when you sit. Once the orderly had moved her into the room, I sat beside her and said, "Lady Whitley, may I introduce myself, I'm leading nurse Jack Ryan, please call me Jack, Lady Whitley you have bruised your tailbone, you have been given medication which will relieve the pain and bruising, unfortunately one of the side effects is that it can cause nosebleeds, so please use the hospital night shirts as these can cope with the nose bleeds. Now please tell me a bit about yourself, a horse threw you, what you eat, what you drink, your marital status, I ask this because on your data it says that you live alone?"
"Thank you, Jack, I feel so comfortable here, Professor George is a former Captain of Whitley Golf Club which the family own, he told me you're one of the best nurses in the hospital. I fell off my horse, I wasn't galloping, I was only walking as my horse is like myself, we're getting old, something startled Blackie and out of the blue she stopped, her head went down and I flew out of the saddle, over her head and landed on my butt. I lay there as Blackie nosed my arm to see if I was OK, the pain was dreadful, Blackie will be put out to pasture until she's summoned to where the good horses go."
"I'm careful with what I eat and drink, I enjoy a glass of wine in the evening, I'm a widow, Tom died five years ago and I have done my bit and produced an heir for him, my son John is the new Earl, I also have a daughter, she has her own Interior Design business and has a cottage on the Estate, I now live in the Dowager house but I may move soon as the Estate owns a successful retirement home with over one hundred and fifty residents in the old Manor House, mainly apartments, but some individual cottages which are all set in manicured gardens with spectacular sea views of Manor Cove, a delightful place to live."
"There's a waiting list of people wanting to live there, we would have built other apartments but Matron said no, I agreed with her but my daughter-in-law wanted it done in the same way as she wants to turn the Dowager house into another retirement home. My son is like his father, my daughter is like me, there's a big difference between them."
"After Tom died, I was doing less and less around the Estate, my daughter-in-law was doing more, up to five years ago I had a very busy life, running the Estate which, I was doing well, it was a big job but I loved doing it, now in the autumn of my life I want to live in peace and calmness, how long do you think I'll be here Jack?"
We'd been making lots of eye contact, Lady Whitley's eyes sparkled, I explained to her it could be four or five days; it was essential that she stayed here and rested as much as she could until the bruising was gone, any sudden movements could cause months of pain, I also told her to drink a litre and a half of water a day along with Vitamin C effervescent tablets which would help her blood circulation. I was enjoying talking with her; she was a tall, voluptuous woman with an incredible body for her age, she was lying on her side in the bed in a hospital nightgown; she was braless, her nipples were hard and her massive tits jiggled beautifully, I asked if she wanted to know anything else?
She smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to starting my exercises tomorrow, what time will we start?"
I told her after breakfast, probably around nine but I'd have to give her a bed bath first as the medication made the patient sweat a lot, she accepted this and said, "I'm looking forward to this Jack, I'm in safe hands, please call me Lucy, thank you for calling me Lady Whitley, that told me you're a respectful person, may I ask a personal question, are you married?"
I smiled, I loved her blue sparkling eyes and said, "I'm single and not dating anyone, eight years ago I moved into the hospital staff accommodation building, my mum who's a widow moved in with a guy who wasn't my cup of tea, she's happy with him and that's all that matters, I'm saving up now to have enough money to put towards a mortgage deposit, until I've got that I'll be living in the staff accommodation. I'd better go now, but I'll pop in and see you before I leave."
