Bill and Annie (A Story About Adult Nursing Relationships)

Bill and Annie

A Story About Adult Nursing Relationships

Dropping down onto the sofa, Annie sighed heavily and rolled her eyes as she turned her face to the window.
Beyond the glass the sun was beaming down, and the squeals and laughter of children playing in the street could be heard from where she was sitting in the house.
It was the hottest day of an already hot summer and everyone was outside enjoying the amazing sunshine.
Everyone it seemed except for her and Gabby.

Of course that was probably because Gabby was only nine months old and sleeping in her cot, and Annie had lost contact with her friends over the last few months. She had at first blamed them, anger washing over her as she had considered how they had betrayed her and left her alone. Yet as the weeks had gone by she had come to understand that just because she could no longer go out partying and drinking there was no reason why they should stop as well. However that didn’t stop her from feeling more than a little jealous and even resentful.

She loved her daughter more than life itself but wished that at the tender age of nineteen she could still have at least part of her youth and social circle back in her life. It wasn’t even as if she was unattractive. At just five feet tall, with a deep tan and long blonde white hair that fell to her waist she had always been lusted after by the opposite sex. Add to that her large breasts and slender waist, and the package was sealed.

Her parents had been mortified when she had fallen pregnant just months before her nineteenth birthday but had to their credit supported her with the child, the rest of her family and her parent’s friends also helping.

Yet still she felt alone. Gabby’s father had never been anything more than a drunken mistake and she was now living alone in the house that her wealthy parents had provided her with.
Sighing again, Annie rose to her feet and moved over to stand at her back door, staring up at the crystal blue sky overhead as it shone down on her enclosed back yard.

Stepping out into the sunshine, she raised a hand to shield her eyes and then turned back to her house, catching sight of her reflection in the back door window. She already had her figure back, her diet and exercise regime that kept her busy getting her trim in no time. The only sign that she was a new mother was her breasts, already large, now swollen and heavy with milk.

Grimacing, she glanced down from her reflection to stare at her large breasts barely concealed within the white bikini top that she was wearing along with her lycra shorts, the heat making her dress minimally. She frowned as she saw the damp spots on the front of the material, signs that she was leaking milk slightly.

Rolling her eyes and sighing, Annie headed back into her kitchen and the shade it provided, only to pause and turn her head as there was a knock on her front door. Curious as she wasn’t expecting any visitors, Annie headed through the living room of her house and into the hallway, a smile lighting her face as she recognized her caller through the glass panel in the front door.
Chuckling, she opened the lock on the door and beamed up at the large middle-aged man that stood there, “Hey Bill, what are you doing here?” In the doorway, the powerfully built man, grinned back at her for a moment, then gestured back to the white van behind him, “Your dad asked me to drop some garden furniture off here for you”
“Really?” He gave a chuckle, one large hand reaching back to smooth over his shaven head, “Yeah, didn’t you know?” Annie shook her head, chuckling and turned, pointing back into the house, “You’d better bring them in!”

As she turned back, she nearly gasped as she caught the man that had been her father’s best friend for several years now staring down at her ass as it sat outlined within the skin tight white shorts. He glanced up almost at once, a smirk on his face as he nodded and headed back to his van and despite herself, Annie felt a flush of excitement course through her curvy young body.

Agreed, he was the same age as her father but he was a good looking man for someone his age, and the weights and boxing that she knew he still did had kept him fit.
Licking her suddenly dry lips, she studied him as he opened the back of his van and reached inside, the muscles of his arms large as he lifted out a large round table, the shorts and vest that he was wearing doing little to hide the fact that he looked like a powerhouse.
Standing at six feet tall, and broad of shoulder, she had seen Bill in action once before when she had been at a wedding with her parents and he and his wife, the shaven headed boxer fighting three loutish young men all half his age, besting them with embarrassing ease.
The wife was long gone, and Bill had seen a string of women since then but never settled down with anyone.

Realising that she was staring as he turned, Annie headed back through her house and out into the yard, pointing to a corner as Bill appeared with the table. “Can you put it there?” He nodded, placing it down and then vanished once more, leaving Annie to bend over as she tightened the legs on the table, ensuring that it had some stability.

Several minutes passed by as she tried to sort out the table legs then suddenly she tensed, sensing someone behind her. Still bent at the waist, she turned to glance over her shoulder to find Bill standing directly behind her, his groin just inches from the twin globes of her ass cheeks. For what seemed an eternity he stood there staring down at her ass then he raised his eyes and met her gaze, “Where do you want me to stick it?” Gasping as her heart jolted in her chest with a mixture of dread and excitement, Annie stared up at him, “What?” “The pile of chairs” he smiled mischievously, gesturing to the four piled up chairs beside her back door, “Where?” “Oh” she nodded, straightening and he grinned broadly. “What did you think I was talking about?” “Nothing” she chuckled, blushing and he chuckled again.

“Hey now, I know what you thought I meant” “What?” she shook her head, eyes locked to his.
Bill grinned, “You have got a very dirty mind” “I never said anything!” she giggled, flirting back now.
“Nah” he grinned, “But I know what you were thinking…trust me Annie, it’s not nice to tease a man my age when you have a body like yours”
“Like mine?” she raised an eyebrow, “You like it?” “Babe, as much as I respect your dad, I would give my right arm for a poke at your juicy little twat”
“Oh my God” she gasped, squealing a chuckle, “Bill!” “Sorry” he shrugged, “It’s the heat, it gets me all horny!”
Stunned by his words, Annie nodded, her mind racing as she fought to control the lust coursing through her.
How long had it been since she had sex last? Over a year and a half easily.
Before her, Bill was talking again, a smile still on his rugged features, “I know I shouldn’t be talking like this but you have got a gorgeous set of tits on you babe” “You like them?” she found herself asking, “Even though I am still breastfeeding…they are full of milk!” “Really?” Bill raised an eyebrow, taking a step closer and Annie felt herself nearly swoon as he wrapped an arm about her tiny waist, dragging her over to him as he reached down with his other hand and squeezed each of her tits in turn, muttering as he did so, “Fucking big!”
Stunned by what was happening, Annie stayed where she was, held fast in the embrace of the big man, watching as he lifted the front of the bikini top down and began to tease her already erect nipples.
“Damn, I need a taste of these” he muttered, releasing her as he moved back to place three of the garden chairs aside so he could sit on the other, a hand gesturing for her to come back over to join him.
Heart racing, she did so as if in a dream, allowing him to sit her down upon his lap, her legs either side of his.
Then he reached forwards, grasping hold of a large breast with each of his big hands. For a moment, he sat there admiring them then he dipped his head as he latched his hungry mouth onto her right nipple.
Moaning as she felt her milk begin to flow from her swollen teats, Annie reached down between her legs and began to feverishly rub at her pussy as the big man sucked on her large tits, moaning like a hungry infant.
Without warning he pushed her from him, dragging her shorts and g-string down with one hand and then dragged his own shorts down to reveal a big fat cock.
Eyes wide, Annie allowed him to sit back down, lifting her onto him as he spread her legs wide to straddle.
She grunted as the big head of his cock pushed into her dripping wet furrow, ploughing deep into her pussy as he pushed up with his hips. It took several strokes but then he was deep inside her, filling her completely and as she began to sob with pleasure he began to suck her tits once more, “Gimme some more of this tit milk!”
“Oh yeah” she groaned, stroking his head, as he pumped his big cock up inside her, “Fuck me…suck my tit milk!” The big man did as instructed, mouth smothering each of her nipples in turn, draining them as he fucked her
like a machine until with a roar he thrust up and stayed deep, emptying his seed deep inside her young body.
Near unconsciousness through pleasure, Annie let him lift her from his cock and then carry her through into the shade of the house, “Where are you taking me?” The big man grinned, “To your bed room, I want some more of this milk while you suck my cock clean!” Rolling her eyes with excitement, Annie could barely contain her excitement. Maybe her life wasn’t so bad.

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