Nurse Mom - S01 E13

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Nurse Mom - S01 E13

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 13

Now That Mom Has Had Her Fill Of Pleasure For A While, She Is Ready To Set Me Up With A Real Woman.

Since I had turned the lights out for privacy in the pool, I had no worries about being out there skinny dipping. When Mom came to the stairs of the pool and started to open her robe, I immediately got hard again, although she couldn't see it under the dark water. I was hoping that when she opened her robe, that I would be treated to a sight that I had never seen before, at least not at an age that I could remember.

When I was younger, I do remember seeing Mom wear a bikini on occasion. Now that she has filled out, I am not sure that she even owned one anymore. As she removed her robe in the darkness, I was disappointed to see that she was wearing a very conservative bathing suit that gave her full coverage, and then some. It even had a ruffly skirt attached to conceal her intimate region even more. I was a little let down at this fact, but I just tried to focus on the curves that I could actually still make out. Her soft, round breasts were shaped perfectly, and still dimly visible in the low light, and her wide hips pushed that skirt out far beyond her smooth legs coming out the bottom.

As she started to step down into the water, I noticed that she was a bit wobbly on her feet. My guess is that kneeling in a chair, tied down into position for over an hour while other parts of her were stretched out by force had made her a little weak in the knees.

"Do you skinny dip out here often?" She asked.

"I used to, yes. I figure I need to get my use out of the pool if I am going to have one." I replied.

"Are you normally alone?" Mom said.

"Not usually." I told her.

"So it doesn't make you uncomfortable for me to be in the pool with you then?" She asked.

I told her that I wasn't uncomfortable at all. I mentioned that since it looked like I was making her too uncomfortable to try it, I would try to give her privacy on some of her nights off so she could use that pool by herself. She smiled, and said that she would enjoy that.

We chatted about normal things as we swam for a while, as if nothing had just happened upstairs. Mom mentioned that they were making some layoffs where she worked, so while she was senior and in no danger of being laid off, she was having to move around between all the different departments in the medical facility from day to day, wherever they needed her.

In our sex talks that we had weeks ago, I had told her that I really only found mature women attractive. She was persistent in her belief that I couldn't be completely opposed to younger women, and I told her that the only women close to my age that turned my head were either chubby with substantial assets, or I also had a bit of a thing for pregnant women.

Apparently the pregnant comment stuck in Mom's mind. She had been in that section of the building quite often lately, and she said that she was constantly reminded of our talk. She said she thought of me every time a late term woman crossed her path, and she saw how much she was showing and how large the woman's breasts would be.

Mom was just full of surprises. She told me how one patient had opened up to her while they were waiting for the doctor to come in. Apparently Ashley had just turned 8 months pregnant. She had a 15 month old child already, but two months ago, she ended up leaving her husband. She was well off financially, so when her husband started to turn into a different person than the one she married, and then turned abusive, she decided it was the better option for her to leave him at that time, rather than wait for the second child to arrive and see if it made a difference in him.

The only regrets that she had from her decision were the things she missed from not having a man around. Her child had stopped breastfeeding, and since she was pregnant again, her breasts would not stop lactating. Ashley would pump her milk, but then she ended up pouring it out since her child didn't use it. She told my Mom that the only thing her husband had done for her lately that she enjoyed, was when he would suck on her nipples, drinking the milk out of her breasts. He didn't like doing it, so he had only done it for her a couple times.

Ashley had also said that they had plans for him to help her prepare for her second birth. She did a drug free birth last time, and she wanted to do so again, but the pain last time was horrible. They were planning on spending the month before her birth doing activities to stretch her out, and loosen her up, in hopes that she would would be able to give birth without tearing open this time.

Mom said that she was surprised at how much Ashley had opened up to her, but when the doctor keeps you waiting forever, a lot of patients get nervous and just talk non-stop as a natural reflex. She said that when Ashley was talking about how she was missing the male presence in her life, I immediately came to mind.

After going through considerable turmoil in her mind while they waited in the exam room, Mom finally asked Ashley if she had plans to pick up a man to fill in for the needs that she was having. Ashley said that she wanted to, but she had decided against it. She thought that no man in his right mind is going to enter a relationship with a woman just a month before she gives birth. Her sisters were going to be there to help her during birth and right after, so she wasn't scared about being alone.

Mom said she was hesitant to press the issue, but eventually asked Ashley why she didn't meet a man just for the physical portion, just for the month, and then after she gives birth she can worry about finding her committed relationship. Ashley said that she was sure that any man she found to do this with would end up being a creep, so she didn't feel safe with that situation.

After hearing that Ashley had considered it, Mom said she saw the light change to green in her mind. She told Ashley that her "best friend's son" was a catch, and that while he wasn't dating lately, she thought that he would be perfect for her if she changed her mind. Mom ended up pulling her phone out and showing Ashley a picture of me, and she seemed interested.

After Ashley took some time to think it over, she told Mom to go ahead and ask me if I was interested in meeting her. She gave Mom her phone number, and at the end of the appointment, Mom said that if this went through, she would make sure that she was not assigned to that section for the next month or two so they wouldn't have any contact in a professional setting.

I was so amazed at the story that Mom was telling, I didn't notice how close she had moved to me. She was sneaking peeks down into the water to see if I still had an erection. I wasn't bashful, so I didn't pay much attention. I told her that she should contact Ashley if she thought that it was a good idea. The whole thing sounded fun to me! I told her that I was going to turn in. She said she would stay in the pool a little longer.

I climbed out and grabbed my pile of clothes. I am sure Mom was watching my naked ass the whole way as I walked inside the house. I went upstairs and grabbed a towel. I started to dry off, and then walked across the hall to the second guest room that has a window overlooking the pool. I walked across the dark room and stood next to the window, looking down at the pool.

Mom had wasted no time after I had left. Her suit was off, laying on the patio, and she was paddling around in the water, enjoying her birthday suit. I wished that the moon was out or something, because in the darkness I could just barely make out her figure. Even with the lack of detail, I was in awe at her beautiful round hips and ass, and when she turned to the side I enjoyed tracing the outline of her natural mature breasts, floating in the water.

If I wasn't so satisfied from earlier, I am sure I would have taken care of myself right then as I walked back to my room. I closed the door most of the way, leaving it open just a few inches. I planned to start doing that all the time to allow things to be a little more "open" in this house in the future. I moved the chair from the middle of the room and put away the restraints. After straightening up, I climbed into bed so I could recover for my next adventure.

My work days were starting to blur together. I was still being productive on my projects, but my mind seemed to always have sex floating around in there somewhere. Sometimes it was just in the back of my mind, and other times I would have full-on daydreams of my past, and hopefully future exciting adventures to come.

Mom had contacted Ashley, and arranged to meet her, and escort her over to meet with her "friend's son". I had no idea what she looked like, so I was just trusting that my Mom had my best interests in mind, and wasn't just setting me up with any random pregnant woman. It was late evening on Mom's next day off that she made the arrangements.

Mom left to go meet Ashley, so I settled in and watched a little bit of TV while I waited. I wasn't nervous at all, which I had wondered if I would be since this was a somewhat odd arrangement for me. Mom was meeting Ashley in a public place, not too far away, so it wasn't long before I heard their cars pull up. I got up and started walking to the front door, and waited for the bell to ring. I opened the door to find Mom and Ashley standing on my doorstep.

Ashley looked like she could have been an animated cartoon. She stood no taller than four foot-nine, and I could tell that she wasn't skinny before her pregnancy, but at the eight month mark, she had a perfectly rounded belly, and curvy hips with a rear to match, and double D breasts that were standing out far enough to touch me. Her wavy blonde hair came down past her shoulders, and her deep blue eyes accented her rounded face nicely.

I felt like a child opening the biggest present on Christmas morning. I did my best to stay relaxed while I greeted them and invited them inside. I stopped by the kitchen and got some refreshments out as we walked out toward the pool. We sat around the patio table and chatted about the usual things you talk over when you meet a new person.

I told Ashley that I had been told that she was newly single, and that she was interested in having a short term friend that could participate with some private matters. In a bashful manner, she said that was the case, and that we could go into detail later if we got to that point. Mom took that as her cue, and she excused herself, telling Ashley that she was going to head home, but she could call her if she needed anything.

Mom walked back into the house and slammed the front door on her way out. She went out to her car and drove off, parking it down the street, I'm sure. I continued to chat with Ashley as I watched the inside of the house through the patio door. After a few minutes, I saw Mom crack the front door open and peek in, before sneaking inside and tip toeing upstairs.

I decided to let Ashley set the pace. If she was already worried about finding a guy that was creepy, I knew that I needed to give every appearance that I was not trying to immediately get her naked, but be open to anything she wanted to chat about. The conversation stayed pretty vanilla for a while. I made sure not to look up at the window that I was sure Mom was standing in.

After most of the small talk topics were exhausted, I started asking questions to try to lead Ashley into opening up a little. After a while, she started to playfully talk about her appearance. She asked me if it was a turn off that she was so big and fat. I laughed and said there was a huge difference between being pregnant, and being fat. I also said that I didn't have a problem with curvy women anyway.

She asked if that meant that I was turned on by pregnant women. Again, knowing she was on the lookout for creepy behavior, I acted like I was pondering the question. I told her that I had never been with a pregnant woman, let alone seen one naked. I said that I imagined that since I like curvy women, I don't know why it would be different for pregnant women!

She said that I might be in for a disappointing surprise when I see one for the first time. It sounded like she needed reassuring that I was going to give her a positive response if I saw her naked. I told her that I was sure I wouldn't be disappointed the first time I get to see one, and that I looked forward to the new experience.

Ashley excused herself to the restroom. I refilled our glasses, and came back out to the patio. I was admiring the horizon and the setting sun with my back to the door when she came back outside.

"Its too bad I don't have a swimsuit that fits me right now." I heard her say as she closed the door behind her.

"I don't use one half the time anyway." I said as I turned toward her. I was immediately stunned when I noticed that she had removed her bra while she was away. She saw me looking, and I apologized for my glance. She said it was fine. She said she hadn't worn that bra since her last pregnancy, and apparently it was too small this time around. It was getting pretty painful, so it was better for her to just be free for a while, as long as her shirt didn't start to rub her nipples too much.

I assured her that she could do whatever she needed to for her to feel comfortable and relaxed. I said I wanted her to be at ease if her mind was going to be busy making such an important decision about the next month of her life.

"I appreciate that." She said, "But I've made my decision already..."

I simply smiled and said okay, turning back to watch the sun disappear behind the horizon. The pool lights came on automatically as the sky darkened. I pushed her refilled glass closer to her, and we continued to chat. The talk had started turning a little more flirty, now that she was sure that I would appreciate her looks. Ashley looked around the yard at the tall privacy fence surrounding us.

"I like the seclusion you have back here." She said.