Mysty's life threatening essential oil mishap. Episode 1 (Complete). 42 pages.

For: MYStique. (For her plastic pants scene). Also, for Alana Regina Elizabeth.

Warning: Contains strong adult and sexual themes and elements of danger and serious personal risk.

I do not recommend anyone attempts the elements portrayed in this fictional work.

By PrimeSlimeTime. UMD.net 2019-2020.

You are the systems operations quality control manager of a global cosmetics chain, your plant at one site suddenly breaking down during a crucial manufacturing process. They rush you to the site to investigate. Your essential oils blending tank has suffered a malfunction in the control systems. It finished filling but the blending mechanism somehow locked or jammed refusing to blend the mix at a critical point as air is pumped into the mix to make it light and fluffy. They lower you into the tank in your best long pleated suit and lab coat and hard hat, without a life vest, to check the controls inside the tank attempting to restore functionality. The lift does not stop, the safety mechanism failing it slowly lowering you into the warm fragrant bubbling oily mixture. Your silk pleated skirt, slip, jacket, and science coat float up around you as you drop further into the mixture past your waist. You gasp at the slimy feeling on your sheer stockings as the oil softly bubbles away crawling up your legs then soaks into your plastic pants and satin underwear. It excites you as your clothing slowly soaks up the slimy oily mixture, floating up and billowing on the surface as you slowly sink to your neck, the lift suddenly stopping as the power is cut, leaving you hanging there, excited by the mixture bubbling up inside your clothing, teasing your skin, arousing you intensely. Your free hand explores your oily clothing under the surface as it bubbles up around your neck and face, your slip, silk shirt and your long silk pleated skirt floating and billowing up in a large circle around you.

The feeling of your luxury underwear soaking in the warm bubbling oil under your floating suit pushes you over the edge as a powerful hands free orgasm slowly sweeps over your body from deep within making you tense up all over then shake and shiver without control. You carefully reach down and pull out the waistband of your plastic pants, filling them up with the oily mixture, its hungry electric fingers all over your body as it bubbles away noisily as you quietly whisper "Oh fuck" to yourself over and over. You grab the lift line with both hands, lifting your legs up higher, your knees touching the surface, the bubbling sensation between your legs increasing your orgasms intensity, wishing your Lush 2 was in your pants, and taking a deep breath, you fully submerge yourself letting go of the lift line, then resurface gasping for air almost out of breath, your lungs near bursting point. This is where common sense and all regard for your own personal safety is left behind, your focus fixed on your new wet and messy experience.

Your team is frantic, crowding around the top of the tank yelling out instructions for someone to get a safety line to pull you out lest you drown in the deep tank. Someone throws you a safety buoy on a rope and you swim to it through the slippery bubbling mixture, your orgasm peaking as you grab the buoy then go under, a violent contraction between your legs cramping your movement, your body helplessly convulsing, causing you to sink. You feel the safety line pull taught as you are all but out of air, gulping down oil into your airway, your head spinning from oxygen depravity, as you break the surface, gasping and spluttering for air choking on the oily, slimy mixture, both your arms hanging onto the safety buoy for dear life, your body still shuddering as your shattering orgasm subsides, leaving you a soaking, oily, slimy heaving mess, your mouth, nose, ears and eyes filled with the essential oil mixture, your plastic pants tearing as you are pulled out, unable to sustain the weight in them.

They quickly lower the walkway with three other personnel on it, everyone frantic to get you out of the tank, again they equip no one with a life vest. They grab the line and pull you to the walkway, still sinking into the tank, soaking the three other people who have gone in the tank to get you out. You fall into the walkway trap into another girls arms, her body sinking down into the oil as she grabs hold of you, her skirt and shirt soaking up the oil giving you a full view of her red full underwearand stockings under her shirt and skirt, as she shakes you calling out your name, hoping for a response. You reach out to her, grabbing her oily stocking clad leg, your arm between her legs and she clamps them together on your arm pulling on your clothes to keep your head above the oil until they can raise the walkway, pulling you all to safety.
Her breasts are in your face visible through her oil soaked shirt, and all you can do is gaze at them, your eyes glazed over, your hearing fuzzy, as you slowly partially recover from your near drowning orgasm experience. Estelle cradles your head keeping it up out of the oil, wiping your face and hair clearing the oil away helping you see and freely breathe, then tilts your head to the side, while you retch up a lot of oily slime through your mouth and nose, and then more, gulping down air into your lungs as your airway clears enough for you to breathe, your head light, deprived of oxygen for it to function normally. She looks down at you asking if you are ok, your nodding response a good sign you are lucid and recovering as she pats you down wiping the oil from your soaked suit and science coat, your hard hat swallowed by the oil tank.

She turns toward you slightly pushing out her knees lowering herself deeper into the oil, up to her hips, her skirt floating up on the surface, billowing out around her, the bubbling oil lifting it up. She lowers her head close to your face looking into your eyes checking that you are on the road to recovery as you violently expel more oil choking back some as you clutch at her, desperate for air. She tilts your head as you violently retch up more oil from your mouth and nose, Estelle now in fear for your life, screaming above her head for urgent medical care as she pushes your skirt under the oil pressing it down to the floor of the walkway, turning you on your side and supporting your head as you violently expel more oil, your condition worsening by the minute. Her chest sinking under it covering herself almost to her neck, her ear pressed to your face listening for breathing, watching your chest which does not rise and fall normally as you retch up more oil, your hands clutching at her in panic as you are now struggling to breathe, you airway partially blocked by the toxic oily, slimy substance. Estelle screams out again for help, as she helps you retch up more oil, tilting your head, her face close to your ear screaming at you to stay with her as help is on the way as she keeps you safe from slipping back into the oil and drowning. She opens your coat and removes it, sinking it down rolling you over in her lap more as you violently expel more oil from your lungs, now fearful for your life as your condition is worsening, wishing you hadn't taken part in your wet and messy adventure, very aware that you experienced a powerful orgasm while in it, even dangerously submerging yourself twice in the tank, lucky to survive the ordeal til now.

She looks up screaming out,"get us the fuck out of here", while she wipes your face clear of oil, running her hand over your face and hair, comforting you, the walkway still at a standstill in the oil tank, the other two people watching over you calling out for first aid and engineers to hurry and get them out of there. The walkway platform jerks back into life and drops further, everyone screaming for it to stop and reverse as Estelle grabs you around the waist to lift you higher out of the oil, but your legs do not respond and you helplessly cannot move yourself, coughing up more oil from your mouth and nose. She screams frantically into the air as the walkway slips down deeper, the handrail now almost submerged under the bubbling oil, the platform swinging as the gears start then stop repeatedly. With that, the plant alarm wails as someone had the sense to activate the emergency alarm, throwing the place into chaos. People were running and screaming in complete confusion, hysterical at the sight of the workers stuck in the tank slowly sinking by the minute.

Estelle was by now very concerned for your life, her immediate task to get you out of there and to safety, her voice screaming over the alarm for someone to turn it off so she couldbe heard. She looked up at the other two people asking for one of them to get into the safety buoy and be pulled to safety. One man with you grabs the buoy waving it above his head then gets into it and slips off the walkway into the oil the people above frantically heaving on the rope to get him to safety. Once he is out and in the care of the now in attendance paramedics, the buoy is thrown back in for the other person to escape. Looking at Estelle in horror, she shouts at him to go as she is not leaving you behind to drown if the walkway fails and sinks to the bottom of the tank, her worst fear. The motors grind again and the other end of the walkway disappears under the oil, tilting it precariously. Estelle screams in horror clutching at the rail with one arm, the other under your arms keeping you out of the oil, as you are now barely conscious from the trauma and fatigue of the event your airway still partially blocked by the oil you ingested while submerged, clinging to the safety buoy. She screams out louder, tears welling up in her eyes as two firemen abseil down the tank wall from nowhere clipping hooks onto the handrails on all four sides securing it from falling any further, raising one end to get it to balance.

They lower a harness, one fireman calmly instructing Estelle on how to clip it around you one handed, the second harness piece is for herself, the both of you now secure and safe from falling any further. She screams out to you to stay awake, sobbing and almost losing control of her emotions shaking you for a response and not getting any, her voice frantic to the fireman you are now not responding having almost drowned in the tank before she got to you to pull you to safety, desperately in need of urgent medical care. The firetruck winches kick into gear lifting both you and Estelle clear of the oil as the walkway motors let go with a bang, the safety hooks holding it firmly in place as fire crews rush to extinguish the flames engulfing the motors that had failed during the initial rescue. The truck winches you both to safety; you are now in a critical state, Estelle screaming at you, but there is no response, your breathing all but stopped, your life now hanging in the balance. Reaching the top of the tank the winches stop as a host of hands lift you both up over the edge of the tank and onto the safety of the floor. Estelle still hysterically screaming for help cradling you like a child, the paramedics team forcibly taking her from your harness and lifeless body to keep you alive as Estelle screamed her lungs out in despair, watching you lifeless, as the paramedic team lay you on your side forcing some kind of tube down your throat, as you convulse, a mixture of oil and blood expelling from your mouth and nose your body twitching as more is expelled a suction device working to clear your air way then an oxygen mask placed over your face as the paramedics bravely attempt to rescue you from dying on the floor, some of them having to forcibly remove the screaming Estelle, refusing care, refusing to leave your side. They take away her from the scene broken at the thought you might die and there was not much help she could offer apart from what she had bravely done.

Some time later, you hear a faint beeping in your ear but only on one side. Your body cannot move, and you have been in an induced coma in critical care close to two weeks. You try to open your eyes but you cannot, and you mutter incomprehensibly desperately aware that something is wrong. A buzzer rings out as you slip away silently but as you go, you feel a familiar touch on your hand and you try to focus on it, your fingers moving a little in response to the contact and then all focus and memory slips away. Estelle rips on the bedside buzzer as the medical staff rush in, she is holding your hand shaking and in tears telling the nurse that you moved and were trying to speak. The doctor speaks into the bedside phone quietly calling for help and adjusts the iv's and heart monitors keeping a very close eye on them, as they beep away quietly then pressing a yellow button on the wall causing a beep to sound in the corridor and a light to turn on outside the room. You return to consciousness a short time later, unable to move apart from some of your fingers and slightly turn your head, another medic in attendance comes into the room asking for Estelle to take a phone call in the hallway, someone had been notified that you were waking up. Estelle was in tears and shaking as they led her from the room to keep you quiet and relaxed.

Your mistake at work had almost cost you your life, the paramedics team taking over ten minutes to revive you properly, your body badly starved of oxygen as the oil mixture had caused serious damage to your airways and lungs, affecting other things, the chemical mix toxic and highly dangerous, the company unaware of the dangers of using it, without Estelle's care you most likely not surviving the ordeal. The plant ordered to cease operations immediately, an in-depth investigation underway how so many people were seriously at risk to their lives with one person a borderline fatality. Estelle took the phone call shaking and in tears, confirming with the company head office that you had woken up and adamantly refusing to leave your side as she hung up the phone. She had been interviewed more times than she cared to remember, by different groups since the accident still visibly traumatized by it, reliving it daily, unable to sleep properly, constantly at your side, praying and holding your hand that you might soon wake up. She returned to the room, the nurse outside allowing her in only if she remained quiet and kept her composure as you had to remain relaxed and calm, still very unwell in intensive care in hospital. Estelle took a deep breath nodding her head and asking for the hospital chaplain for support silently went back to your bedside taking your hand, gently stroking it, your fingers starting to sense the contact and move in response, the chaplain soon arrived and after chatting with the doctors offered Estelle a hug, comforting her informing her he was promptly contacting the family letting them know that you were alive and starting to wake up. Most of the worried family and friends were at home or at work as it was close to two in the morning, cold and raining outside, the chaplain asking them to call back later in the day to his office to check on how you were doing.

You struggle to turn your head toward a familiar voice, your eyes still closed softly calling out "Esty", the effort tiring you out, the nurse in attendance, pressing the yellow buzzer informing the medical team that you were conscious once more. Estelle immediately lept from her chair to your side, a feeble hey, im here, through her tears in response as she was struggling to keep her composure as the nurse had said, or face being sent from the room. Estelle looked up at the attending nurse who adjusted the monitor dials, in tears, the nurse giving her a wink and smile softly telling her that all would be well soon. Estelle nodded her head, dropping it to her hands, sobbing in relief that you were alive and waking up, the thought of your funeral unbearable. "Where am I", you softly speak in confusion. "The hospital and I haven't left your side", Estelle sobbed, unable to maintain her composure, and she left the room, grabbing a towel from the rack in the corridor as she left holding it to her face as she howled, the chaplain running to meet her, wrapping her up in his arms, as she cried uncontrollably in relief in the corridor, the chaplain taking her into a side room and closing the door to dim the noise. She stayed there for some time to regain her composure, another nurse attending your side, speaking to you softly patting your hand reassuring you you were safe, that contact alone tiring you out. Estelle soon returned with the chaplain in support, beside herself in relief that you were back in the land of the living holding onto the chaplain with one hand, and holding on to you with the other, visibly distraught by the ordeal, and grateful to GOD that you were not dead in the mortuary.

You rest more breathing softly, the drugs in the iv's quietly doing their thing as your body slowly recovers, with you able to move more and more each day, beginning to recognize the regular names and voices around you as you drift in and out of consciousness, but more awake with each passing day, the drugs working to remove the serious chemical damage and infection in your lungs and airways, while others gave you vital nutrients, your organs beginning to mend despite the chemical damage to your bloodstream and vital organs, lucky to be alive. A week later the kidney machine is removed as your body recovers more, your organs beginning to function on their own, your strength returning a little more each day, with Estelle constantly at your side, refusing to leave, the chaplain giving consent for her to have access to a private day room with shower and amenities and he also helped negotiate with the company responsible for the accident agreeing to pay the cost of Estelle's stay and her salary in full. The rescue paramedics and firemen even dropped in from time to time, to the thanks of your family, as they gave more people consent to visit as your condition improved.

Soon you are moved to another private room in the hospital adorned with flowers during the day, connected to an oxygen machine and monitors, in close attendance by the critical care team when the machines beeped showing on the nurse station panel, that something needed attention, the alarm bells now silent and on standby just in case. Estelle returns to see you the next morning after breakfast as the nurses are raising up your bed allowing you to sit up, a light drink in a cup in your hand to give you some valuable oral nutrition, your left arm still connected to machines and unmoving, but your right one has regained most of its functionality, you can hold and grip things, although you now need reading glasses to read the puzzles and games that the rehab team have given you, a pack of uno cards on your table as a memory recall therapy exercise, all part of the plan to carefully monitor your condition without you knowing, you are unaware that some serious damage to your nervous system was done and some things are not recovering as they should. Estelle brings you some flowers for your room, and the chaplain pops his head in the door, smiling to see you more up and awake this morning. Looking at Estelle you seem puzzled as you know who she is but some things about her are hazy, your memory affected by the chemical poisoning in your blood, slowly being revived through drugs and therapy but it would be a long time before you were leaving hospital.

Estelle had since returned to work and was under close monitoring and therapy herself, her memory of the accident vividly real when she slept, a new job offer presented to her, an office admin manager transfer to a non critical office as per the courts order, the company fined heavily for the dangerous workplace conditions, forced to drop its major line of product, and retire some plants from operating, some factories even closing for good, the staff on transfer elsewhere.

Estelle continued to maintain her vigilance on you throughout your recovery until the one day as you were chatting with the therapist while she was visiting and you froze mid-sentence, shaking with your eyes glazed over, as the alarms went off on the panel, the oxygen monitor kicking in giving you an oxygen boost, your arm shaking violently, your drink spilling as a seizure hit you from nowhere as you sat upright in bed. The nursing staff rushed in removing the cup from your hand, kicking your tray table away, another ushering the therapist from the room, asking Estelle to leave also despite her refusals and she moved to the corner, her hands to her mouth in despair as you convulsed needing restraint and medication for your own safety, the drugs soon putting you in a relaxing state of rest, the doctors adjusting your alarm panel and your bed, making notes on your chart, the senior doctor quickly called to attend your bedside. They summoned the neuro specialist in the emergency, and they discussed a plan of action at length after he arrived, printing a pile of data from the bedside machines, telling them what had happened but not the cause.

You suffered a flashback of the accident, Estelle screaming at you to wake up as you were somehow swinging on something possibly being lifted in the air, then laying on the ground someone screaming in your face and ears in distress, the voice familiar, the trigger of this event unknown. Something in your memory had triggered the event causing your brain to overload, recalling the event in its horror, setting you off into a seizure. Later that afternoon you awoke, a visibly disturbed Estelle at your bedside, and you feel strangely worn out and sporting a headache unable to recall what had happened earlier as you fall back to sleep. That afternoon you are transferred to another room as you sleep, and are wired up to an assortment of other machines, to monitor your bodies' electrical and brain activity.

One side of your brain has a much reduced level of activity in certain areas on one side, starved of vital oxygen then slowly poisoned by the chemicals in your blood, your body unable to function fully as it was before, your memories of your accident vividly real and locked away with you unable to process the information rationally. You wake up knowing where you are, although your vision is blurry under the glasses you are wearing to stimulate certain electrical signals in your eyes, the information through the machines recorded in high detail, so the medical team can get a better grasp of your seizures, struggling to focus on anything, a nurse reaching out takes your hand, the familiar voice reassuring, you recognize Estelle's voice nearby her hand taking yours, your fingers locking together, Estelle saying you had a little setback and the doctors were running more tests, and you needed to relax and rest, and she was remaining at your side as you once more slip away into nothing. You are under light sedation and brain monitoring tests, to measure your electrical functionality, due to the several seizures you have had in the recent days, two of them in the middle of the night as you recalled of your accident in its horror, slowly piecing together the events from memory, both of them severe placing you in danger.

Months have gone by and your condition improves, the seizures becoming weaker and less frequent as you can process the dreams and events that you can remember, the horrors of your near drowning in the toxic oil becoming less alarming, the medical team adjusting your medication to reduce the triggers. One night as you sleep peacefully, you vividly sink in something, and wake up screaming in fear of your life for Estelle, immediately at your side, pressing the alarm, and the nurses rush in to check on you. Estelle takes you in her arms in comfort, your panic quickly subsiding, this time without the usual seizure, this a very good sign that you are on the mend and recovering from the emotional suffering of your accident.
Later that day the company's insurance people visit you and speak at length with the doctors about your condition, the medical reports providing good news, the expenses already mounting into hundreds of thousands of dollars, the company under an ongoing order from the courts to pay the account in full for whatever care you need. The therapist and rehab team makes good progress with you, the meetings provide an encouraging assessment that you can soon relocate to the hospitals respite care facility, once you can function more on your own, the first few steps upright making you black out, your legs requiring physio to get them working, your brain in damage control mode, the memory of how to work them degraded and your body slowly relearning some things it has forgotten. Estelle applied for a grant to care for you from home under an insurance policy she has taken out for you, and through lawyers an application for damages lodged through the courts, her plan to care for you full time with repatriation nursing visiting to monitor you three to four times a day when you go home.

You may leave the room in a wheelchair in the care of nursing staff for visits outside into the fresh air, still on oxygen to help your body maintain vitality and short strolls around the corridors in the daylight you only suffering one light seizure one morning while outside as an emergency services siren whizzes past nearby, the memory of the plant alarm screaming in your ears triggering it. You have lost partial hearing in one ear and your vision is improving with the use of specially made glasses to keep your eyes focused as you are especially fuzzy while upright, suffering badly from vertigo if you move or turn suddenly. Estelle maintains her vigil on you in between work hours, tiring from the stress of your care, but adamant that you will be in good care when you finally go home. Time passes by and there are short day visits where you may leave the hospital grounds with Estelle having to pass training and some medical certifications in case something happens and you have to wear a monitor constantly recording any changes in your day-to-day condition. The big test for you is not far as the therapy team has a big task for you to complete before they allow you into respite care.

The insurance company arranges for a specially fitted out vehicle to drive you around, and after almost a year in medical care, the decision is made to return you to the scene of your accident as part of your therapy, as you appear strong enough to cope with the memory of it, your seizures all but non-existent. Estelle is with you constantly, and the big day arrives with a medical team in attendance and you return to your workplace. greeted by everyone there on that day including the paramedics and fire crews. You receive a resounding welcome as you arrive with Estelle carefully helping you into your chair, spinning you around once to see that you are fit to proceed as you laugh and giggle as she teases you in the chair in a playful manner. She kneels down in front of you taking your hands, asking if you want to say hello to them, and you nod in response that you want to go see it, grateful that you are in her loving care. Estelle gives the all clear to the medics who check your monitors and oxygen supply giving you the ok to meet with your coworkers and have a look into the tank where you almost drowned. You vividly recall the scene reaching for Estelle who is right there with you, the monitor lights sounding alarms, as you receive more oxygen, the nursing team right behind you ready to jump into action if need be. You raise your right arm smiling and waving to resounding cheers and loud clapping as you approach the tank area, your work place friends gathering around you to greet and support you, as the memory of the day returns piece by piece but you are no longer in fear of it and embrace it, Estelle firmly holding your hand, at your side as a cake is presented in honour of your birthday, some months before. Your emotions swell as people you remember greet you warmly and they place a hard hat on your head, replacing the one you lost in the tank, to the cheers and clapping of the crowd present.

The moment hits you hard, your emotions swelling, with Estelle aware of your discomfort, her arms over your shoulders in comfort, your right arm over hers as you tell her, im ready to see it. Estelle looks up at the medics with a nod and she pushes you forward as the crowd parts, and through your glasses you see the top frame of the tank, causing you to shiver, Estelle holding you tightly, the noise of the gathering now silent as you are wheeled up to the side of the tank taking a hold of it with your right hand, Estelle leaning over you in support, as you chair turns to the side and you look down into the now empty tank, shuddering as the memory of it returns in full, as tears well up in your eyes, the alarms sounding on your monitors giving you a burst of oxygen and you reach up for Estelle who kneels down beside you hugging you as you both remember the events of that day, and the crowd gathers around you in silence, remembering the day that four workers almost lost their lives. Your emotions get the better of you as you sob, Estelle quickly moves to draw you away from the scene but you grab at the tank railing with a sharp, "No", shaking your head, your body shaking, tears streaming down your face as you take in the sight, the horror of that event recalled moment by moment in your mind. A care nurse comes up to check on you and you give her the nod you are ok to stay and your oxygen monitor is adjusted to make you more comfortable with Estelle wrapped around you, her head next to yours, her reassuring hands on you in comfort, and she kisses you on the cheek, hugging you in support. You turn to her visibly shaken by the sight and kiss her on the mouth, with a soft but shaky, "thank you for saving me honey", Estelle presses her mouth to yours in response, then parting, "I would have died in there with you, I'm not letting you go alone in there", she replied looking into your foggy eyes, tears streaming down her face, as your vision blurs and the alarms on your monitor trigger, showing that your stress levels are rising, as nurses approach, and take the hold of the chair, looking at Estelle, who loudly calls out, "now where's that cake", to the laughter of the gathering, making you laugh, Estelle wanting to get you away from the memory of it and diffuse your stress attack, as you are now in distress, recalling that days events.

The chair is wheeled away from the tank back to the cake table, and the crowd of people gives you some room to move and recover, nurses in close attendance and plates of food are handed around, while chairs are distributed to the people gathered, a barbecue is cooking to feed the gathering and to lighten the mood, your coworkers approaching you in small groups to chat with you asking how you are doing as you take lunch, overjoyed to see you alive and functional, Estelle helping you to eat, and you look up at her whispering, "I love you for loving me almost to death", the two of you laughing through tears, Estelle then sits close beside you with a stern face commanding, "now eat something before it's all gone". Two strangers approach you and you look up at them, not recognizing them reaching for Estelle in comfort as your alarm beeps again, giving you more oxygen. Estelle replies quietly, "this is Tom, and this is Mike, the two firemen who got us out", the reality of your seizures now clear in your mind, the final pieces of the blurry puzzle falling into place, it was Estelle screaming in your ears clutching you saving you from drowning and keeping your airway clear as best she could, her fingers down your throat to expel as much of the toxic oil as she could, hoping to keep you alive, the two firemen carefully lifting you both from the tank on winches, the chemicals in your lungs and airway, burning your flesh, the toxic gas in it slowly asphyxiating you.

They ask how you are doing, then quietly leave then the two paramedics in uniform, their truck on standby outside, who kept you alive on the day approach, smiling, holding out their hands greeting you warmly. Estelle motions to them, waving her hand towards them, the pretty one is Ellie, and that's Spike, these guys saved your life, she calmly said. You look up them and shake their hands grateful for their care on the day, now overwhelmed by the day, as more alarms go off, the nurses quickly responding, advising that you have had far too much excitement for one day it was best if they returned you to hospital for a checkup. Estelle nodded & waves her hand up silencing the crowd with, "missy here is having a bit too much fun and it's best that we go, enjoy your lunch and yummy cake". The gathering of people get up and follow as you are wheeled out to the door, and you stop Estelle in her tracks, grabbing at her arm, "I want to see it one more time before we go, just you and me", with determination in her voice. Estelle checks with the nurses who seem wary about any more stress or excitement, and they finally agree that you can go for a final look only if someone attends you just in case. The agreement is made and the crowd parts as you are turned around and Estelle slowly pushes you back to the tank for a final look, her arms around you in comfort and you stop for a final look with tears streaming down your face, Estelle whispering, I love you forever baby", hugging you closely, then pats you on the arm kissing you on the cheek. You turn and kiss her firmly on the mouth shaking, whispering, "don't you ever leave me", the alarms beeping again, the nurse in attendance now insisting that it was time to go. Estelle turns you around to leave and the people in the crowd approach saying goodbye as you leave, some shaking your hand, some waving as they gather at the doorway to the plant, the nursing staff now concerned for your welfare, ready to intervene with medication should any more alarms go off and Estelle returns you to the van and helps you in, leaving the gathering at the plant to ponder over the events that almost took four lives on that fateful day.

Estelle carefully drives the medic hire van back to the hospital, chatting with you cheerfully about other things to lift your spirits, returning you safely to your room, the medical staff constantly checking over things as you are once more settled into your bed, and you ask for the blinds to be opened so you can look out the windows. A nurse dims the lights then slowly parts the blinds allowing the daylight into the room and you remove your glasses wiping away tears as Estelle rushes to your bedside with a worried look to make sure you are ok. Your left arm suddenly twitches and your fingers move, your left arm finally beginning to wake, a sure sign after almost a year you are making great progress. Estelle hugs you tightly, kissing you on the cheek, and the two of you take a quiet embrace, as you recover from the excitement of the day.

She presses the buzzer, alerting the nurses who rush in again, telling them you are exhausted from the day and would like some rest. The blinds are drawn and your medication adjusted to help you rest, and as you slip away into sleep, Estelle leaves the room, confident in the nurses to care for you while she is gone, to shower and take something to eat in the cafe, then get some much-needed bed rest, worn out from the recent days events concerning your care and wellbeing. She cares for you deeply, more than you can comprehend under the circumstances, hers was the lifeline keeping you alive, as she desperately called for help the day you all but died in her arms.

Two days later Estelle returns to the hospital, refreshed and having had a good rest with flowers in hand, in high spirits to visit you, the chaplain at your door, Estelle's fear rising, starting to shake in fear for you, the chaplain quick to reassure that you were waiting for her with exciting news, but don't get her too excited or anxious he sternly warned. He said there was a meeting planned, and it required her attendance, with preparations being made for you to be moved to respite for more intensive therapy with the option of short stay daytime home care to help return you to familiar outside surroundings. The cost of extensive refurbishments to Estelle's apartment covered by insurance grants, an agreement between the family, the medical team and insurance company offered her the opportunity to act as your full-time carer, the documents drawn up and just needing the completing signatures from all parties, that meeting to take place today, your care and recovery of primary importance to all parties concerned.

You haven't had a seizure in months, your physical therapy in respite doing great things for your legs, despite your initial terror at swimming therapy to work on your legs, with Estelle attending some swimming sessions in the pool with you, the therapists instructing her on how to help you with it over many sessions, the more sessions completed the more enjoyable it was for you both. Estelle already had some nursing experience under her belt, with some nursing and medical training earlier in life, and was senior first aid qualified at work, so it wasn't difficult for her to pick up the extra skilling at her own expense, everyone satisfied that she was the best option to provide effective care for you outside of hospital. There was a long way to go in your recovery, monitors and oxygen equipment your constant companion for a long time, but with Estelle to look after you, your parents agreeable to and in a position to move into Estelle's upstairs rooms in the short term to help with family assisted care, in between their operating a busy tavern not far away, there was every chance your recovery had a very positive outlook.

Estelle attended the meeting finding you dressed with your hair nicely done, the first time she had seen you looking normal in almost two years, going straight up to you, your smile wide upon seeing her, hugging her tightly, a firm sensual kiss between you not bothering anyone at the meeting and as Estelle takes her seat, ready to discuss your home care, the two of you tightly holding hands as the meeting gets underway. The first half of the meeting goes well, everyone enthusiastically reporting your excellent progress from critical care to recovery and therapy, the respite team, agreeing that some time at home helpful in returning you to normal living as quickly as possible, everyone in agreement to start the transition as soon as possible. The medical team, agree to this proposal, raising the question of any immediate need for critical care should you suffer a setback or have a fall or other injury outside of their care putting you at risk, the question on the table on how that would be dealt with as you are still a high care patient, but no longer in need of immediate emergency care, out of immediate danger but still seriously at risk of relapse of seizures, some kind of safeguard process necessary as a fallback. They mention the option of a medical alert system that monitors your sleep and other body vitals via a beeper and remote tracker system that alerts paramedics to your need for immediate medical attention, but also requires limits how far you may travel and the activities you may undertake out in public. The cost of this is staggering, the minimum term a year for such a device, approval needed from the medical board which would take time, your parents agreeing to forward a cheque in full, providing their life insurance maturity can pay it out.

They make plans for these conditions to be met, for now everyone in agreement that you can begin transitioning to a normal life in short steps, the prospect of you going home looking like a reality soon. Estelle agrees to the proposals on the table offering to cover Ned and Sandra's home and fuel expenses and the cost of training for the medic alert system for herself and them both from her insurance policy, with your employer also let off the hook, as there is no longer any need for emergency hospital care, their costs are staggering til now, easily over the one million mark for your almost two years hospital care. A date is agreed to for another meeting to follow up on the plans on the table, everyone in agreement to the prospect of returning you home, satisfied that your care will be of the highest standard and quality, with many caring people to support you throughout the process. Estelle breathes a big sigh of relief hugging you close as you joyfully call out, "I'm starving, who else is hungry", causing everyone in the room to laugh out hysterically, everyone in agreement that some refreshments to end the meeting are well deserved by all.

Your parents join you will Estelle, hugs and kisses all round, the rest of the meeting participants shaking hands as lunch is organized for everyone on the hospital account at the generous request of the chief medical officer, as the documents are signed and dated and copies distributed to all parties concerned. Estelle hugs you tightly, then kisses you passionately on the mouth rather sensuously, excitedly saying you are going home, as your monitor alarm goes off, a few puffs of oxygen delivered, everyone turning to look at you holding their breath as the machine resets, the lights turning green, making everyone laugh again, relieved that no emergency was present, as Estelle softly whispers, "sorry, my bad", raising her hand to the room, acknowledging that she over excited you a bit too much, making everyone at ease once more. Lunch is great with everyone in high spirits and chatting about their part in the process to get you home with Estelle speaking with your parents at length at their table, the four of you then coming together to chat as you finish your lunch. You are also given clearance for a visit in the warm sunshine of the day for the afternoon, your parents offering you an outing to their tavern as there was some live music on that day, inviting the nursing team to send what they need to care for you in the medic van, asking if Estelle would be happy to drive it. She is at your side overjoyed at the proposal and the nursing team agrees, with someone in attendance as per protocol, just in case.

The group then disperses going back to their work, shaking hands all round as they part, everyone fussing over you and Estelle as they say goodbye, your parents at your side, in tears of joy at your recovery and the prospect of you returning to a normal life, Estelle receiving some very much appreciated thanks and hugs and kisses as they leave to make preparations for your outing to their tavern for the afternoon. Estelle draws her chair up to you and takes a seat, hugging and kissing you, careful not to set off any alarms as the nurses in attendance are still nearby, but allowing you privacy and space. You look up to Estelle and pull her close whispering, "the last thing I remember is your red soaking underwear and your cleavage through your suit in my face as you tried to keep me alive", as the two of you giggle then laugh about it and kiss passionately careful not to set off any excitement alarms. Estelle pats you on the arm then gets up from her chair asking the nurses what preparations need to be made, she then runs off to get the van prepared for your outing leaving with the nurses to prepare you and your equipment for travel.

The van is waiting for you at dispatch and pick up, a beaming Estelle at the open door, the nursing team allowing you some time to choose what to wear, giving you the space to dress yourself as best you can, helping you only where necessary into your clothes and shoes, allowing you to walk a few steps to the bathroom then back to your bed in your room then your chair as you show that you are ready to go. They allow the nursing team to dress casual but with necessary equipment on standby just in case in the van and you depart from the hospital into the sunshine to enjoy a fun afternoon outside. You arrive at the tavern, the doors open and waiting, to the resounding cheers and clapping of the people inside as Estelle wheels you carefully in, everyone excited to hear that you are paying a visit, your mum doting over you, your dad making adjustments to the seating in the non smoking beer garden as the music people set up for some light live music for the patrons, who filter outside and take their seats, everyone greeting you warmly, all the patrons know you well, anxious about you upon hearing of your accident, now overjoyed to see you happy and very much alive.

You enjoy the scene in the beer garden for a while then for some unknown reason get agitated and shift uncomfortably in your chair, Estelle noticing this immediately at your side, asking what you need to make you more comfortable. I want to get up you tell her, Estelle talking with the nurses in attendance who agree that if you want to you can, but they must take care because of your legs, not fully functional. Estelle kneels at your side and undoes the straps of your chair, locking it down so it can't move, then she gently lifts you up, taking you around your waist, taking your weight as you gingerly stand up, a slight dizzy feeling in your head, and a ringing in your ears, and you clutch at her for support, her telling you it's ok I've got you, calling out to Sandra, your mum, to bring out a more comfortable sofa or chair for you to sit on for a while, and she holds you close, taking your left hand in hers, your right arm around her neck and she gently sways you around in a slow dancing fashion, to the cheers and clapping of the people gathered outside in the beer garden listening to the soft light music. Estelle whispers in your ear, "I'm wearing my red underwear for you", your head dizzy, as Sandra and Ned carry out a sofa, moving the other furniture, to give you a more comfortable seat, and they bring out another and some tables, and some jugs of soft drinks for the four of you to make you more comfortable during your stay for the afternoon.

Your monitor alarm beeps, delivering you some puffs of oxygen as you slowly lose focus, so Estelle quickly helps you to sit on the soft couch, offering you a cool drink and the nurses quickly attend the machine and your side, Estelle helping you to drink and to relax, the excitement of the slow dancing on your feet too much for your body to take and she sits with you, her arm around you to calm you down, a worried Sandra and Ned now at your side and the nurses looking you over checking in on your slightly distressed condition. The monitor resets, the lights turning green, and your colour and composure returns, as you show to everyone that you are ok, while you adjust your glasses, your vision returning as your head stops spinning, now exhausted from your less than five minutes on your feet in Estelle's loving arms. You clutch at Estelle drawing her close, whispering that you love her very much, thanking her for her red underwear and slow dancing, sorry that it was a bit too much for you but adamant that you didn't want to leave yet and spoil the fun you were having, enjoying a moment in real life out in public for the first time in about two years. Sandra and Ned come to join you, you waving to them you are ok, just enjoying a bit of fun, the nurses reminding you not to exert yourself or get too excited, nodding to Estelle that she was doing a great job in caring for you.

The afternoon fun and excitement soon wears you out, now exhausted but unwilling to pass up the time outside at your parents tavern, the nurses enquiring looks showing their concerns, and looking at Estelle, she nods in agreement that it is a good idea to take you back to respite of a checkup and some good bed rest, as you have had a rather busy day so far. Estelle, pats you on the arm with a friendly, "come on sleepy head, time to go", as you nod in agreement, the nurses then getting up offering thanks to Sandra and Ned, helping you back into your chair, as Estelle goes to bring the van to the door, the patrons waving goodbye to you as you pass by, everyone happy to see you out and about, the nurses carefully seating you back in the van, and you soon fall asleep in your comfortable seat, the motion of the moving vehicle putting you to sleep. Estelle gently wakes you up back at the hospital, and you reluctantly give yourself into the nurses care, as they check your monitors, Estelle clears the van, thanking the nurses for their time and care, then returns the van to transport meeting you back at your room, everyone helping to settle you into your comfortable warm bed, the blinds drawn with the lights turned down, Estelle at your bedside stroking your arm, gently touching your face and hair, encouraging you to settle down and get some rest, happy with your day, your legs and body exhausted from the days excitement, fresh air and physical activity.

The night nurse wakes you up gently to record the night obs' and adjust your oxygen for the rest of the night, everything green on your monitors, and you quickly fall back to sleep, having missing your dinner, your body spent with no energy left and you wake only to press the buzzer for the night nurse to assist you to the bathroom and back to your bed, not even noticing that Estelle is absent, long gone to bed at home getting some much-needed sleep, herself more at rest and peace than ever, overjoyed with your recovery despite the setbacks, her secretly wishing to have you at home in her care, your room prepared and signed off on by the medical in home care team with close by bathroom, similar to your hospital room, with night buzzers and panic alarms in place, waiting for the day she can bring you home. Your family have invested a lot into Estelle in trust and acceptance in the four years or so you have been close, with you both showing a deep interest in spending time together and more, the big test in the last two years of your medical treatment and recovery, most people giving up on the other person long before now, and to her credit Estelle has been everything to you and more, throwing herself into danger, determined to bring you to safety and care with her die with you in the process attitude, her strong love and attraction to you very obvious to everyone, partly the reason for your amazing recovery, everyone grateful for her presence and commitment of care, something most happily married people can only dream about.

You wake up in the morning to the sound of your breakfast being delivered, the nurses happy to see that you are quick to get up and shower and dress expecting to see Estelle, the therapist the first person you see in the morning, with the medical staff, chaplain or Estelle the only other persons with permission to see you so early in the day. After her lengthy visit catching up on the day before in all the fine details, the report from the attending nurses and Estelle matching up perfectly, the therapist writes you a very encouraging report for the respite medical manager adding more weight to the idea that you need more controlled outside visits added to your programme to aid in your recovery, the attending nursing staff giving Estelle a glowing report as to her level of professional care.

Then you get a visit from the physio team, for an intensive rehab session on your legs and upper body strength, still sore and wobbly from the day before, but you insist that Estelle attends the session to see you swim on your own unassisted, except for a buoyancy vest you are required to wear over your swimsuit, to prevent you from rolling over and possibly panicking in the water. They make a phone call at your insistence to find out she is already on her way and will arrive soon. The physio team agree to postpone your session and attend to other patients in the meantime, and you are overjoyed to see her finally arrive, with a night bag in hand, with a few changes of clothes as she has already been briefed on your activities for the day well in advance, in fact she has a timetable at home in her office above her desk with plans of medication and routine procedure all mapped out and a bunch of photos of you and her living life to the full in the days prior to your accident at work, pinned up all over her board, well aware of what is happening to you every day without you even being aware.

You attempt to get up from your chair to greet her as she enters the room, Estelle rushing to catch you before you fall to the floor, dropping her bag in panic, grabbing hold of you at the last moment, wrapping her arms around you, and kissing you passionately and holding you up, relieved that you didn't injure yourself, your arms around her neck, holding you tightly for a moment as you intensely kiss each other, sharing in a loving embrace. You part from your kiss, grinning at each other, "ready to go swimming with me", Estelle says, as the two of you laugh through the moment, a firm nod from you confirming that you are well recovered from the day before, Estelle very mindful that you are still very weak from a long stay in hospital while your body recovered from its horrific poisoning incident, so has to take her time and tread carefully, taking care not to excite or stress you quickly, allowing you to recover and repatriate at your own pace. She sits you down in your chair and goes to your bathroom to change for the physio session, and shortly returns, in a short light coloured mini dress with the tell-tale red underwear underneath, your favourite kind on her. Your mouth is agape on seeing her return from the bathroom, "you can't go swimming in that", you tell her shaking your head, as she protests stating that you can go naked if she wants,and who will see her, anyway. She sits on your bed, finishing the remains of your breakfast, as the physio team returns, the ladies in their swim suits and long t-shirts and plimsoles admiring Estelle's bravery at what she was wearing to the session, her physique more than standing out in what she was wearing.

The physio session is long and intensive, the three ladies assisting you in swimming, floating, and other exercises, your focus sometimes on Estelle, her dress transparent, her underwear and cleavage very clear and highly visible close up to you in the pool, glad to have her in your company in the rehab pool, her closeness and touch a strong comfort, but you quickly tire from the activity after taking some strokes and swimming on your own towards her into her arms a few times, and then struggle to complete the last remaining exercises on your plan, but make good progress after yesterday's outing which tired you out quickly, your body adjusting to the physical activity day by day. You are assisted from the pool and wrap around Estelle while she is dripping wet in her dress and take a moment to enjoy her wet body and clothes on your skin and in your arms, as the rehab ladies look on in admiration, the connection between you obvious, and you hug and lightly kiss, your fingers through her hair as she carries you to your chair after you are towelled more or less dry. She gets herself dry then changes in the side room, returning shortly after, thanking the rehab ladies for their care and assistance, she then takes her time getting you back to your room, her arms over you the whole way back, as you take in her sweet perfume and soft arms wrapping around you with your eyes closed, grateful for her loving company and care, wishing for the day she can sign off and take you home.

After more weeks of daily therapy, outside visits and a few visits home for the day and very good progress with your fitness and body strength made, the next team meeting day arrives and you are eager to find out when you can go home. The meeting goes well, with everyone thrilled with your progress and Estelle's insurance care grant having been approved and paid out, the medical board also giving approval for your medical alert and tracking device, your parents having forwarded the payment in full after the last meeting, their life insurance settlement for the medic alert for their daughter being approved in a matter of days, and the final required refurbishments to Estelle's apartment approved and near completion.

Estelle has finally been given the all clear to finish working with her employer, after her many years of loyal service to the company after a series of meetings and an agreed sum of money paid out to you both in a settlement with Estelle purchasing the medic van with her own money and completing the licence certification to operate it full time and both her and your parents having completed the medic alert training. The medical board team is present at this meeting which is more serious and formal in process with everyone quickly agreeing to sign off on Estelle and your parents for joint financial liability and care, and a date is set down in writing for you to go home provided all the criteria for home care has been met and agreed to. The respite team happily report that they are more than satisfied with the outcomes and that all is in place for home care with regular daily nursing home care visits to report on your condition, and the home care team have a plan in writing that has been agreed to and signed off on. They put the signatures to the documents by everyone concerned and there is clapping, hand shaking and cheering all round, as you have now finally been given clearance to go home after two years in the hospitals care.

The morning of the day arrives, with several medical people fussing around, with documents to be signed, and Estelle turns up to collect you dressed in an elegant pinstripe business suit, stockings and heels. You are almost in shock at what she is wearing, but no alarms go off on your monitor, which is a good sign, your parents arrive soon after and the meeting concludes quickly, with Estelle, Sandra and Ned clearing out your room, as you say goodbye to the various medical staff who have been there with you throughout your rehab and hospital care. You proceed to administration where your medical documents are checked off then processed and stamped with Estelle kneeling beside you whispering, "are you ready", with you nodding as she puts pen to paper in front of you, acknowledging that she is willing and capable of taking you into her care. She hands the clipboard back to the admin person and waits for her copies to be handed back. You arrive at the dispatch and pickup entrance to find the van ready with "Mysty" inscribed on the licence plate in red. The medical team have sent a representative with flowers and other gifts for you for a send off and several other medical and respite care people are present to see you off. The chief medical officer arrives with chocolates and more flowers for you and warmly wishes you well on the rest of your recovery as they settle you into the van to the clapping and cheering of the well wishers who have gathered to see you off home. You struggle to hold back tears as you adjust your sunglasses, and wave as Estelle puts the van into gear with waving and a toot of the horn you are off on your way home. You burst into tears, unable to control your emotions, your hands to your face as a worried Estelle, without nurses in attendance grabs your hand to find out what is wrong. "I just want to go home", you sob without looking at her, as you have longed for this day since you first woke up in the hospital unable to see or move, faintly hearing Estelle's voice and faintly feeling her hand holding on to you as you lay on the ground slowly dying the day of your life threatening essential oil mishap at work.

The drive is short through the unusually light traffic and arriving home there are a host of people waiting to greet you. Estelle gets you out of the van, and you patiently wait while she sets up your monitor and oxygen adjusting it up slightly, because of your elevated state of excitement and stress levels, well versed in how to operate the machine, the medical team absent as they are no longer needed, and your parents greet you at the door to help with your bags, gifts and equipment, Estelle carefully wheeling you inside her apartment to resounding cheers and clapping as a small gathering of friends and family is here to welcome you home. Estelle had some major renovations done for a hospital like room with an adjoining bathroom, safety rails, chairs, beepers, buzzers and everything else you could think of, with ramps installed inside and out, the extra wide hospice bed alone with lifts and mountings for the night machines and medic alert system costing thousands to ensure that your care is first rate and as safe as possible, your favourite paintings adorn the walls, your flowers and gifts arranged around the room, with easy access to everything for your chair and whatever else you may need. The home care nurses get to work on making some adjustments and testing all the buzzers and alerting systems, ensuring that everything is in order, and the alert system is tested once to ensure that it works in the event of an emergency, and everyone's phones start ringing, with buzzers and lights going off, and the home care team don't take long to sign off on your care plan, Estelle and your parents well versed in what to in the event of an emergency.

A light lunch and barbeque has been set up in honour of your returning home and everyone is invited to sit and enjoy some refreshments as Estelle is busy setting up your new chair with a horn, streamers and lights for a bit of fun, and you take great joy in whizzing it around in circles, riding back on the back wheels, balancing it precariously on two wheels as you spin it around to the laughter and concern of the guests who crowd around, clapping and cheering now that you are finally home. Sandra and Ned get the ok from Estelle to go upstairs and unpack after the initial fun is over, and to change their bed and bathrooms anyway they like and the party moves outside to the pool deck area having also been renovated into a spa and rehab pool with ramps and rails for easy access. Estelle has invested a good sum of her grant money in making your home safe and everything accessible, your guests changing their clothes as everyone has been invited to a pool party, and she picks you up suddenly from your chair and she carries you into the pool for a welcome home swim, as the other guests jump in, everyone throughly enjoying their afternoon fun in celebration of your homecoming.

She hugs and kisses you lovingly as she carries you into the pool, still in her suit, as you scream out in protest but have no choice but to give in to her affections, your arms around her neck to the cheers and splashes of the party guests. She dunks you both under fully then brings you out, the rehab section of the pool only waist deep, kissing you passionately, your legs wrapped around her as she whispers, "welcome home baby", as Sandra and Ned appear from upstairs, curious about all the noise to join the party jumping into the pool and you are handed around between your family and friends in the pool, your pool rehab underway already, everyone excited to see you finally at home relaxing and having fun. It's been a big day, and your body takes it well, not tiring out as easily as it did before your weeks of intensive daily therapy, the pain and suffering on your body at the time worth the effort as you can now enjoy some physical activity, your newly fitted and waterproof medic alert device firmly attached and monitoring you carefully, the green lights showing that all is well with you despite the excitement of the day and busy activities.

The party continues long into the afternoon and Estelle presents you with a brand new plush pool deck lounge from under a covering sheet with the umbrella and tables as a gift, so you can relax in the shade getting some much-needed rest outside with your guests, as Sandra and Ned mention they have to return to work for the evening dinner rush, with Estelle and a few others remaining, the other friends and family having a look around your new room and care facilities with awe before they leave the welcome home party, Estelle has gone all out to ensure that all the conditions of your care are exceeded with some elements of luxury added for good measure.

You relax down into your new lush pool lounge as the party goes on around you with you receiving a lot of hugs and kisses as your guests leave as the late afternoon cool and shade creep over. Estelle shows the last of the guests out to leave thanking them for making your day special then locks up the front, checking the van to ensure she has missed nothing. She quickly returns to your side and joins you on the lounge, her loving arms and legs over you and around you and she sensuously kisses you, teasing and playing with you slowly removing your still wet dress as she kisses and fondles your body gently in your underwear, something you haven't felt in a long time, with a little discomfort, the memory of these things still fuzzy. She then gets up and removes her jacket and skirt down to her full red underwear and stockings that you love so much then she gently picks you up wading back into the pool, the spa jets running on high, the warm water relaxing your body and she sways you around for some time, the two of you finally sharing some intimacy and private time. You reach across with your hands feeling Estelle's breasts through the material of her bra teasing her nipples as they harden up under your touch, then you suddenly release them from her bra mouthing them to her cries of pleasure as she holds you tightly, the sensations igniting a fire deep inside her she hasn't felt for a long time in your arms. You slip a hand deep into her knickers as she parts her legs to give you more access, your hand running over her mound and playing with her gently between her legs, Estelle quickly giving in to the intense sensations of your touch, enjoying the moment as her body tenses up as waves of intense pleasure over come her as she begins to orgasm at your touch, your mouth at her breasts, her hands all over you, your soft cries of pleasure in her ears as you make her cum hard, you falling to your knees pushing them out so she can finish you in your knickers, your body twitching and shuddering at the intense sexual release she is giving you ever so softly and with care. Estelle slowly recovers from the heat of her sex, kissing you deeply in response, moaning in delight and release, then picks you up taking you back to your chair, covering you in fresh towels then drying herself off, picks up your clothes then wheels you back inside for a refreshing shower and a change of clothes.

Estelle sensuously washes you down in the shower the sexual high in her body slowly subsiding, and she sits you gently in your new shower chair to wash & condition your hair, removing your underwear as she goes, the two of you in silence, enjoying some private and alone time together. She then gets out of her own, and washes herself as you sit there, gently sponging her off, reaching up as far as you can, enjoying the feeling of your hands on her naked body in the new ambulant bathroom, your fingers teasing her between her legs as she washes her hair, your legs a bit wobbly causing you to stay seated not risking a fall on your first day out of hospital. Your fingers gently play with her through your slight vertigo then you stop suddenly dropping your hands into your lap a sudden tiredness creeping over you, Estelle immediately focusing on it, pushing the shower head to the side, kneeling at your side, checking in on your condition in a worried manner, your alert alarms silent, all the lights green. "I'm just tired now", you reply sensing her concern as you reach out to her wrapping your arms around her hugging her for comfort and support, somewhat emotional, the realisation that you are now home beginning to set in, not liking the idea that she has signed off on being bound to your care every minute of the day, not wanting to be a burden through your recovery. "I'm calling the therapist for a follow-up visit tomorrow", she sternly says as she gets up to finish her hair, then turns the water off in a hurry to get you out dry, dressed and more comfortable, the first afternoon at home probably too much for you up front, but everyone keen to help with a happy home coming.

Estelle towels herself off the pushes your chair out of the shower, over to the towel bench turning you to look in the mirror, and you watch her naked body as she dries herself, then brings the swing frame over to your chair and helps lift you up, while she supports you, carefully drying you off from your relaxing warm shower, pushing the shower chair away with her foot then reaches for your underwear and some fresh trackies for you to wear that you picked out that morning. She pulls your wheel chair over and lowers you to sit, the sheepskin cover on it warm, plush and comforting as you sit in your new fancy wheelchair, your hand waving away the bra she offers you, choosing a light top instead, which she helps you fit over your head and straighten. "You may as well get used to it hun", Estelle says looking at you in the mirror as she dresses in some very sexy knickers and jeans and a top, herself ditching the bra, her breasts sticking out through the material, oozing sex appeal as she moves. She reaches for the hair dryer then brushes out your hair softly, kissing you on the cheek and nibbling at your ear lovingly making you shiver at her touch, her lips touching your neck, making you shiver and wriggle triggering a yellow alarm on your monitor as your heart skips a beat. She reaches down and resets the heart monitor, adjusting your oxygen slightly to make you more comfortable, her hands on your shoulders, rubbing over them softly, a caring smile on her face then looks at her watch, noting that the dinner time nurse will soon be here to check your room and equipment over and your dinner then sign off in the care book that you are prepared for your first night at home.

Estelle wheels you out to the lounge next to the sofa the runs off to the kitchen keeping you talking so she can hear your voice as she makes you both a warm mocha with caramel, which is how you used to like it, as an experiment about your memory recall, hoping it triggers nothing, returning with the drinks then turns your favourite music on, as the gate bell rings, showing that the nurse is here, her voice cheerfully heard through the intercom at the gate. Estelle runs to the buzzer, calling out, "hi Janine, come on in honey", and she pops the gate key allowing the nurse access to the driveway, then turns the lights on, then runs to the door to welcome her in. Janine comes in dressed in her very short nurses uniform, her stockings visible underneath it, Estelle looking at her with an admiring and startled look on her face. She runs up to Janine with a hug and a kiss and takes her bag ushering her through to the lounge to see you bright, alert and clean in your new chair, although a bit tired by now, the long and exciting day starting to get to you by now. Janine looks at you with a smile, "so who is in the lap of luxury now then", she beams as she sits down with you for a chat while she looks you over, checking your equipment to ensure that all is in order, then checks your pulse, eyes and cheeks for colour, chatting with you about your day, checking that your responses are to her liking, calling out to Estelle that a coffee would be lovely as this is her last visit for the day. Estelle quickly prepares another coffee while Janine goes to the sleeping room, and carefully checks it all over, oxygen and alert monitors, to be sure that Estelle has missed nothing, noticing her care plan on the wall, with her ticks and times indicating that she has carefully monitored your progress during the first day at home in comfort. Janine returns to the lounge satisfied that Estelle has everything under control, and thanks her for the coffee as the three of you sit and chat for a while. Estelle offers Janine something to eat and she graciously accepts and Estelle quickly prepares her a plate from the barbecue left overs as the gate bell rings then opens, Sandra's voice in the speaker.

She lets herself in eager to check on you to find you healthy, safe, clean and happily chatting with the dinner time nurse about your day, Estelle getting up to get Sandra a coffee and some dinner, The tavern dinner shift mostly completed so she excused herself to get home and check on things. She relaxes seeing that all is well taken care of and takes a seat as Estelle brings her a coffee and a plate of dinner then introduces Janine to Sandra, Ned will be a few hours yet as he stays til close to go over the days trade and lock up for the night. Janine asks the usual questions of bathroom activity and food times, asking if anything unusual has happened, Estelle replying that you are tired from the day and upset but happy to be at home with family. Janine offers a slight change in the night medication to make you more comfortable and to relieve any night time anxiety from the dramatic change in care and new surroundings with Estelle confirming that she has arranged for the therapist to visit tomorrow for a follow-up visit just to go over things and help to settle you in. After her coffee and a quick meal, Janine asks if there is anything else you need or would like as you shake your head with a soft no thank you, tired from your day, not wanting bed rest but needing it, as Janine pats your arm wishing you a peaceful night and hugs Estelle on her way out thanking her for making her job easy and that she would see them same time tomorrow evening.

With that Sandra finished her dinner and helps Estelle get you ready for bed with bathroom duties out of the way, and Estelle shows her how to operate the bed lowering it so you can easily get into it, adjusting the night and oxygen monitors and lighting and she sits with you for a while helping you to settle down tired and happy that you are home. Sandra goes upstairs to shower and finishing unpacking then settle into bed, her cheerful voice saying goodnight through the night intercom and Estelle gets out of her jeans and shoes then climbs up onto the bed with you wrapping you up in her arms, hugging and kissing you for her comfort and warmth easing your anxiety as you settle down to your first night of sleep in your own bed at home. Estelle wakes to hear Ned get home from work and let himself in then quietly go upstairs. She gets up off the bed untangling herself from your arms and legs without waking you up and checks your monitors to ensure that you are sleeping peacefully, then pads off to the kitchen to grab a drink. Ned appears from upstairs to do the same and to catch up on the evening with him not paying attention that she is in her underwear and no bra under her shirt. She lets him know she's going outside for some fresh air and will be back inside soon. He tells her to go have some time out and grab a nice rose' from the chiller they brought over earlier in the day. Estelle pours herself a healthy chilled wine then goes outside to the pool deck, although it's late in the evening it's still warm and noticing the spa jets and heater is still on, she checks out the water to find it's delightfully warm. She sits on the edge sliding her legs in the warm water bubbling away over her legs, and the thought immediately jumps into her head to get dressed in something and jump in for a while.

Ned and Sandra are keeping an eye inside so she can have some valuable time out and her excitement rises at the thought of some free time and sliding into the pool fully dressed and maybe having some personal fun, catching up a little more intensely from where she left off earlier. She swings her legs up and pads quietly back to the house, the anticipation building as Estelle visualises what to wear and what do when she gets back. She drains her wine glass then pours herself another full one then quietly goes in search of something to wear. She jumps into stockings and suspenders full bra and knickers and a slip then grabs her favorite pleated skirt suit and goes to the laundry dropping it into the sink inside out then grabs some J-lube from the cupboard underneath. She gulps more wine with her excitement rising and dumps the contents of the bottle all over the inside of her jacket then smears it all over the lining soaking it. She does the same with the skirt then pulls the jacket arms inside out coating them, then empties another bottle onto her jacket for good measure. She picks up the jacket then drops it removing her slip, dropping it in and emptying another bottle on to it soaking it. Estelle can't help but rip off her knickers and drop them in dumping a bottle of lube on them squeezing it through then presses them down to submerge them then rubs them over her bra and breasts enjoying the sensation, her wet and messy desires dormant for so long suddenly awakened as she feeds her knickers in to her bra squeezing them out over her breasts loving the sensation then does the same to the other side. She slips her knickers back on pulling them up tight scooping up some lube and spreading it over them, then dumping another handful inside them playing with herself between her legs, loving the feeling of her slimy clothes. She then gets dressed piling more lube all over her bra and slip, then slips into her soaking suit, the lining all silky and slimy as the material slides over her skin.

Wrapping her jacket around her and doing it up snugly she takes her drink and tiptoes to her office, now her bedroom, taking her favourite toy and shoes and returns to the pool deck. Estelle is by now in wam heaven, her clothes silky and very slimy underneath, the mess concealed under her suit, the feeling of it running down her stocking clad legs arousing her, enticing her to slip her hand into her knickers and play with herself, her legs dangling in the warm pool jets. She gets up again, turning off all the lights returning to her spot in the moonlight, the toy in her hand, her wine in the other and she teases herself through her slimy knickers finally slipping the toy in through the material of her soaking knickers as she loves the feel of them tight and stretchy on her skin, slowly fucking herself with it, the sensation of the whole experience driving her wild with pleasure and lusting for more of it. She squats down into the water, legs wide, her skirt, slip and jacket billowing up and floating around her as she sinks to her neck, soaking her suit in the jets of warm water, furiously doing herself with the pleasure toy, her free hand on her clothes and her bra, stopping her play to turn the toy on full speed and drink from her glass as she convulses, her orgasm and contractions between her legs making her buck and thrust at the toy, waves of intense pleasure raking from head to foot, as she submerges herself fully them comes back out for air more than a few times, covering her toy with her knickers as it buzzes her wildly, her orgasm peaking as she empties herself from deep within into her knickers, crying out in pleasure, "oh fuck", over and over.

Her orgasm is wild much stronger than anything she has had in ages while solo and she lazes in the warm water for quite a while afterwards enjoying her wet and messy pool session in her soaking wet suit and favourite underwear. She leaves the toy in but turns it down to low as she walks up the ramp out of the pool and turns the pump off; the water going still then she goes back in for another round, the toy on full, and she floats around holding her clothes up, watching her wet stockings and knickers in the water as another ripping orgasm tears through her stronger than the first, submerging herself to the bottom, forcibly holding her breath, her pulse beating loudly in her ears, floating up for air she pulls her knickers up tight, counting the seconds and minutes as her orgasm ripples through her body, the sensations like nothing she has felt before, leaving her invigorated and refreshed from the experience, her endorphins placing her on a very intense high, a fantastic release of sexual tension, stress and worry from the past weeks, and many months, happy for a few minutes to herself, satisfied that she has explosively released a lot of tension in her body, mind and soul. She floats around for a while then checking her watch, realising that it's now three in the morning. Ned got in from work at just past eleven so that's four hours she had been in there in her own space and time and should get out, shower, put on her laundry, check on her beloved patient then get some sleep as tomorrow was day two of home care and she had a lot to do.

Estelle wakes up slowly and rolls over, her body relaxed and refreshed, then it suddenly dawns on her you are still in bed. She throws the covers off, checking the time and it's past nine in the morning, and there is a soft knock at the door, Sandra peeking her head in, and she comes in holding a hot fresh coffee for you and some breakfast with a big smile on her face. She tells her to relax and get back into bed, and enjoy her rest and take some breakfast, as everything is under control. She gets back under the covers as Sandra props her pillows up, asking how she slept, offering her some breakfast, as the door barges open, a horn barking loudly as you barge into Estelle's room in your chair calling out joyfully, "wake up sleepy head, it's lunchtime already", the horn barking again, as Estelle thinks maybe the horn on your chair wasn't such a good idea. "Hello baby", she calls out to you in a slightly irritated tone, the relaxing wake up she enjoyed for a few seconds now gone, as you whizz around in your chair on two wheels then buzz out of the room and around the lounge in a very good mood today, Sandra laughing that you slept in til well past seven thirty, breakfast time in respite is seven am with first rounds at eight, so you are already relaxing into your new environment well. Ned is up keeping a close eye on you while waiting for the morning nurse and will soon head off to open the tavern for the days usual trade, the kitchen staff in at ten as they have a busy corporate lunch today and Sandra will need to go help until the two bar managers turn up to take over for the day.

Estelle thanks Sandra for giving her a much-needed break for a night, while Ned definitely has his hands full with you whizzing around the place totally out of control in your chair for about ten minutes, then the activity stops you in your tracks, your yellow buzzer screaming out, the activity far too much as your heart rate blows out past normal, a big blast of oxygen given to you to pick you up as you all but stops severe dizzy spell making you nauseous, your vision blurry, as Sandra comes running with Ned to check you over, your energy suddenly drained from too much excitement.

Estelle gets up from the bed running to see what is wrong, then laughs hysterically teasing you for your burst of energy your undoing, slamming you to a standstill as Ned resets the alarm, her laughing, "too much fun for you baby", while Ned scratches his head glad that you stopped all by yourself, without him having to intervene. Estelle jumps into some jeans and a top forgetting her bra as usual, and brings her breakfast out to the lounge then drags your chair over to her, locking the wheels down so you can't take off again forcing you to stop and recover, a burst of oxygen giving you a much-needed pick up, your alarms now reset and back to normal and it amuses her that she can now enjoy her breakfast in peace, you drained of energy for a while, having burned it all up like a rocket ship in the space of ten minutes whizzing around the house in your chair. Estelle finishes up her breakfast grateful for the break from routine and some much-needed space for herself during the night and morning, and leaving you to recover from the morning fun and wheelchair antics she checks off the care plan for the day pleased that Sandra has done it already in her absence, with her and Ned taking a great interest in their daughters welfare. She returns to the lounge, the time almost ten am, as the gate buzzer goes off with Darlene's friendly greeting over the intercom, Sandra running to the door, buzzing the gate to let the morning home care nurse in giving her the all clear over the speaker.

Darlene bounces through the door in a burst of energy, "where's the patient", she cheerfully sings out, then stops in her tracks, finding you are a zombie in your chair, Estelle hysterically recalling the last ten minutes of time with you zooming around the house, wheelies in your chair, doing your best to disrupt the morning peace, now silent yourself though recovering from your excitement, your body not able to sustain the burst of energy for any length of time, much to the amusement and delight of everyone. Darlene quickly checks you over, the usual obs and visuals checking out ok as Ned and Sandra join the group to catch up with the nurse, her giving a stern warning about early morning excitement a threat to your wellbeing as it could quickly escalate, then she laughs with everyone, highly amused by your morning antics relieved that you are doing so well with everyone caring for you fantastically on only your second day in home care. She also gives the group some very good news. The home care company has provided the family with laundry and cleaning services for a six-month term to help everyone adjust to home care life, and someone would visit once a day for room care for you, and asking that some space was needed in your room for a weeks supply of fresh bedding and towels and other linen, and a bin bag would soon arrive for storage of laundry for collection and return on a weekly basis.

Everyone is glad to receive the news, as Ned gets up to go to work, and Estelle then shows Darlene around to check on the medic alert, care plan and facilities, with her very impressed by the well-oiled machine that works here, especially the new bathroom and luxury bed, the medic alert and paging system working as they should and the care plan up to date to the hour. She asks if anything else is needed congratulating everyone for their great work, laughing at you shaking her head as gets up to leave, happy to see the vibrant and loving environment they have brought you home to. Estelle sees her out and chats with her briefly as you look up, your fuzziness slowly slipping away, Sandra at your side with a hydrolyte drink at the ready to check on you and you wave her away irritably as you slowly recover but accept the drink with the instructions to take it slowly and be still for a while. The day nurse leaves on her way as the familiar therapist arrives as per Estelle's request the day before, happy to be on hand and check on things and provide any help she can and she takes a seat as Sandra makes her a coffee and some morning tea and Estelle dresses herself properly to join the group discussion with the therapist in the lounge her looking at you with a bit of concern then laughing away happily as she is filled in on the mornings activities glad to hear you have responded so well to the transition to full-time home care.

The meeting goes well with the therapist shown around the house and pool deck area also impressed by the level of detail, asking when she can stay in the families care, everyone laughing away except yourself, unamused by the fun everyone is having at your expense, although you brought it on yourself. The therapist thanks everyone for their good work and speaks with you at length catching up with where you are at, Estelle at your side once more, you giving her the all clear you are fine and happy with your care, she then concludes the meeting asking to chat with Estelle on her way out. Estelle shows her out, the discussion reminding her about her need to control the level of excitement, especially in the morning, as it could easily lead to complications, but she is very understanding that it is perfectly normal for this kind of behaviour at home as there is a lot more freedom for her to act naturally, agreeing that she is also happy to see you adjusting so well to the new environment, congratulating her and the family for their fine level of care as she leaves, satisfied that all is well.

Estelle returns to the lounge, breathing a sigh of relief, the time now almost eleven am, the morning already gone as she takes stock of the day so far, checking in that you have a late morning rehab session in the pool if you are up to it and she goes to change into a swimsuit and black top, keeping herself well covered up to reduce the amount of excitement on you as Sandra sees herself out off to the tavern to help Ned with the lunch rush, but would be back early in the afternoon. You go off to your room in your chair and pick out something to change into for the pool session, still a little fuzzy but ready for a light swim, hoping to have more personal time alone with Estelle as you missed her usual fussing and attention that morning and wait for her to return but try hard to dress yourself as best you can in the meantime.
Estelle soon bounces into your room, with a cheerful, "come on, let's go get wet, it's your physio swim time", and you look at her with a not so happy face as you haven't been able to get into your change of clothes properly and you reach out to her almost in tears. She runs to your aid, wrapping herself around you with hugs and kisses telling you it's ok and not to be so hard on yourself, just two days out of hospital, sternly reminding you to be careful with the early morning excitement as she honks loudly on your chair horn giving your ears a blast and making you jump. She carefully undoes the straps of your chair, and you place your arms around her neck, well trained in how to assist her in picking you up, and she lifts you from your chair swinging you onto your bed and you grab the lift handle above your head and lift yourself up so she can dress you properly for swim time. With that done she wraps you up in her arms, hugging you in comfort, your anxiety or distress visible to her, "now tell me what's wrong with you today, you were zooming around earlier, now you've got the grumps or something", Estelle says looking at you, touching your face and hair lightly to cheer you up. "Are you mad at me or something", you sadly ask her, "coz I had to put up with grumpy mum and dad this morning, and I wanted to see you first", you almost in tears by now, your emotions getting away from you as you woke up late eager for her company. Estelle explains to you, "Poor baby, Sandra and Ned gave me the night and morning off so I could relax for a bit and have a good sleep in this morning, I've been so busy with you I haven't had time for myself. I'm wearing a swimsuit today so I don't get you too excited either, especially after yesterday afternoon in the pool in my underwear and you have to take it easy on yourself, you can't just get up and run around you know, even if it is in your chair and you are glad to up and out of hospital, now let's go have that swim, you have me all to yourself for the rest of the day until Sandra get's home to help with cleaning and dinner". That brightens you up and you wrap around Estelle for a hug and a sensual kiss, you taking extra time with this one, firmly pashing her for a while, enjoying the contact with her glad she is your company for the day.

Estelle helps you back into your chair, you doing most of the work by yourself and wheels you to the linen press for some fresh towels, dropping a bunch of them in your lap and one over your head grabbing you flip flops on the way out of your room, turning the lights off as you leave then quickly takes you out to the pool deck outside, almost forgetting your sunglasses as you head out the door into the sunshine, it's warm and fresh outside in the garden and you are happy for the change of scenery. Estelle parks you up next to the pool ramp seat, locking your chair to keep it still then drags your pool lounge and the umbrella over close to the pool edge above the jets for shade then primes the spa jets and heater and tests the temperature to find it refreshingly cool, but the jets and heater will soon pick that up, the physio pool will be cooler as its deeper and longer, so you won't be in it for too long today, maybe later on after the sun heats it up a bit you can have more time in it if you behave she tells you sternly. She helps you from your chair and supports you as you take the few steps down the ramp on your own, your legs getting stronger with daily physio, your left arm gaining a lot of strength from your wheel chair driving skills in the last few months, and you relax into her arms and body as you sink into the jets of warm water swinging your legs up around her, dropping your head on her shoulder and closing your eyes as she sways you around in the warm jets of water up to your necks in the hydro pool, swinging you this way and that, as you dream of her in her underwear in the pool yesterday afternoon, exciting you somewhat upset that you can't have more of the same today.

The physio goes to plan, and you are getting stronger with leg kicking, holding the rail in both hands with arms outstretched while Estelle supports you underneath, tickling you under your arms and sides making you squeal and let go of the rail floundering around but maintaining your head above water, something you could not do by yourself three months ago, requiring a safety vest which you no longer need, as you laugh and play through your exercises, having a lot of fun with her in the pool something you could not do before, your progress improving, with everyone hoping and longing for the day when you can walk by yourself unassisted. You don't tire so easily, as Estelle pulls you along as you kick and move your head from side-to-side breathing in and out her counting the seconds until you change sides, and then she drags you into the deeper pool, which is quite cooler and you shiver as she leads you around in it, tiring after a while, and sensing your need to rest, she wraps around you, your legs around her hips as she treads water, keeping you both above water, and she hugs you running her hands up and down your back then under your thighs to stimulate you a little, making you shiver at her touch, your medic alert all green and you take some time for some passionate kissing and full body contact in the deeper water, her making you laugh and giggle tickling you in your sensitive places and you drop one arm down and remove her shirt, swapping arms to get it off tossing it on the pool edge, and she takes your off, and your shorts and takes you back to the hydro pool into the warmer water and you take some time to hug, kiss and make out a little with your amazing girlfriend, your hand slipping into her swimsuit between her legs and you softly play with her, your excitement rising, then you slip her swimsuit off her shoulders while she supports your weight, and you enjoy some time of playing with her breasts and hardening nipples and mouth them getting as much stimulation from them as you are giving.

You adore her amazing body, but have little memory of any lovemaking between you, something you did quite a lot before to your accident, the memory of distant in your mind, no longer fearful of it. Your hand teases her between her legs as you bounce up and down in the warm jets, moving to the shade of the umbrella and your hand presses firmly against her, stimulating her more, your firm deep kissing stimulating her a lot, her protesting at the last second for you to stop, pulling your hand away to stop herself from having a very intense orgasm, her body tense in the moment holding back from going over the edge, although she would very much like to do that with you, reminding herself that too much excitement is bad, as per the warnings from both the nurse and therapist. You are overjoyed to be with her, almost making her cum in her swimsuit wishing you could get naked and Estelle refits the top of her swimsuit covering herself up quickly as Sandra calls out, her head out the door, wondering where you are, the van parked up and you are nowhere in the house. You wave your hand up in the air, over here mum, in the pool, your hand in the air waving it around for her to see.

She runs out to the pool to find you locked together, wrapped around each other, and before Sandra can speak, "I've done my exercises and we are having a bit of fun right now", you declare as Sandra slips off her shoes and jumps in the pool with you in her suit from work, hugging and kissing you both, knowing full well what you were up to, glad to see that your anxiety from the morning is over and you are back to your normal self. She takes you by the hands and leads you around the pool as you protest, objecting to being taken from Estelle, but you have to give in and Sandra makes you show her your skills in kicking and swimming with her in the shallow water of the warm hydro pool, as Estelle hops out grabbing some towels, surprised to see Sandra in the pool fully dressed, admiring her womanly figure, Sandra focused on her daughter enjoying seeing her in good health and in high spirits, after the mornings episode and grumpiness with her and Ned's care, after your protesting that you should wake Estelle for breakfast, your parents adamant that you are not going in there disturbing her peace and rest until she is at least awake and had something to eat. After a while being lead around you get agitated with the fussing of your mum, asking to be let go, which she does and you flounder as you try to swim on your own over to Estelle, making some progress but more splashing than swimming, but you make it tiring out at the end with Estelle aware that you have had enough and it's time to get you out. Sandra walks up the ramp in her soaking wet suit, shaking her hair out, laughing, saying that was so good she needs to do more of it, well aware that the two of you have done the wet clothes thing many times before, and wanted to try it for herself. Estelle jumps back into the pool and picks you up, an arm under your knees the other around your back and waist and walks up the ramp, dumping you on the lounge, as the three of you towel off, Estelle telling Sandra that she can use her shower, while she takes care of you.

Estelle gathers up the clothes from the pool side tossing them to Sandra who grabs the chair to take it inside, as she picks you back up side saddle and carries you inside to your bathroom for a rinse off and a change of clothes and some much-needed rest time, your exercise time in the pool longer than it should have been but worth the effort in the long run, your stimulation of her body still fresh in her mind. You lay your head on her shoulder, arms draped around her strong shoulders and neck as she carries you to your room for a wash off and change before lunch.

Sandra showers and runs upstairs to change while Estelle gets busy washing you off and then herself in the new disabled bathroom, surprised to see you stand up in the shower, strip out of your swimsuit, then rip hers almost off her, your arms up to her, as she helps you kneel on the floor of the shower, your arms around her thighs and hips, then you mouth her between her legs, your tongue hungrily in her folds, making Estelle press her arms out on the shower walls gasping and crying out in pleasure, your strong kissing and oral stimulation between her thighs, pushing her quickly over the edge, a strong orgasm welling up from deep within, exploding in her, her spraying all over you on your knees, her contractions strongly shaking her to her core crying out as she orgasms heavily all over you, something you have wanted to do to her for a long time, the memory of the last time non-existent. Estelle drops you the sponge and body wash and you carefully wash her legs and thighs, still mouthing her to get every drop of her essence out of her body, sucking back on her clit as she groans out loud telling you to stop, but you keep at her ignoring her request, and you sense another orgasm peaking in her as you pinch her clit between your lips firmly your tongue lashing at her, her hands on your head, almost screaming aloud as you make her cum again, spraying on your face and in your mouth, until she can't take any more treatment, her hands on her knees gasping for air, pushing you away down to the floor so she can recover.

The enormous release in her body makes her also empty her bladder onto the shower floor, more so from having you do her in the shower after yesterday afternoons play time in the pool and the stimulation you teased her with just now outside, almost getting her over the edge, exhausted but happy with your day. Estelle is quick to recover then put you in your chair in the shower and clean you up, washing your hair, then toweling you off, pushing you out then toweling herself off, asking what you would like to wear for the afternoon. You pick out some clothes then quickly dress, back in your chair with chair monitor and oxygen tank back on in case you need some, but all the lights are green, showing to Estelle that all is normal, as she quickly dresses and takes you back out to the lounge to find Sandra already preparing lunch for the three of you in her kitchen. She parks you up telling you not to go anywhere then runs off to the kitchen to help Sandra with lunch.

Sandra has already made good progress and pours Estelle a healthy wine from the leftovers from the night before, saying she's glad she like it, then one for herself, as they chat about lunch, then she does something unexpected. Sandra drops the lunch items wiping her hands then wraps up Estelle in her arms kissing her passionately on the mouth for a few seconds, then releases her making her blush, tears in her eyes and she says that her and Ned couldn't dream of a better more loving, dedicated and caring partner for their daughter, and they cannot thank her enough for her support and loving care of you in the four or five years since you met, further stating that they would love and be proud to one day see you get engaged and become a fixed and permanent part of their family. She lifts her glass to Estelle in cheers as she cries, Estelle in tears also and shaking not knowing how to respond, and they embrace each other as you wheel into the kitchen, looking at them both then demanding to know why they are both upset. Sandra and Estelle release each other to turn to look at you then burst out laughing, both of them hugging and kissing you, confused in your chair not having a clue what has just happened between them.

Lunch is made ready and you sit and enjoy it needing a rest, then Estelle gets up with the all too familiar off to bed for rest time look on her face, as you voice your dismay and objections, with Sandra butting in that you will have some bed rest or else. You continue to object as you are wheeled off to the bathroom then your comfortable bed, already past your allocated afternoon rest time but happy for it, the extended time in the pool, and the mornings activities wearing you out, and all these events marked on your care plan, and you are settled down for a rest, your medication adjusted for sleep time, with Sandra and Estelle both sitting and chatting with you as you settle down and then drift off to sleep. They leave you in peace, then clean up the bathroom and wet clothes and towels, closing your door behind them.
The laundry is put on, and lunch cleared away as Sandra invites Estelle to sit and chat about some things with her over another wine. She then invites her outside to the pool lounge to sit and then runs back to the house telling her she will be right back. Estelle is bemused but waits for her to return, staring at her in shock when she does.

Sandra has changed into a short and snug fitting white mini business suit and seamed stockings, her stocking tops and black underwear visible through her skirt and jacket, and a lovely pair of heels on her feet looking very attractive and sexy. She takes up her wine and offers her hand to Estelle helping her up from the lounge. Estelle has no clue what's going on, dressed in her casual top and jeans with no bra on, not sure of what Sandra has in mind, as Sandra leads her to the pool ramp. She says to her straight up, "I know you somehow enjoy getting wet in your clothes, like really enjoy it sexually, I've seen it between you and Myst, and while Ned is not around, I want to know what it's all about". Estelle is in shock, not at all sure how she should respond, but Sandra has gone to a lot of effort to discuss and possibly explore it and seems very genuine in her interest of it. "I'm trusting you with this one", she also says, "and I don't trust anyone but you with this, and I'm ready right now to find out from the best", she continues. Estelle drops her hand her hands to her mouth in sheer surprise, as Sandra cooly sips her wine, ready and waiting to take the plunge in her best suit and underwear with Estelle in the hydro pool.

Estelle takes a minute to process what is happening, then takes a long drink from her wine, and asks Sandra to sit beside her on the pool edge in the umbrella's shade, while she soaks her legs in her jeans slowly, showing her how to get started. Sandra sits with her close by the two of them holding hands then slips her shoes and stocking clad feet into the warm jets letting out a sigh from the feeling of the new experience, as Estelle explains the ins and outs of the anticipation, excitement and nervousness that Sandra is feeling at the moment. She also tells her she isn't wearing any underwear, as she wasn't expecting a wet clothes session lesson today.

"The big question Sandra, is how far do you really want to go with your fun and excitement, your first wet or messy is the best and you will remember it forever and how wet or messy do you want to get", explains Estelle. "So what you are feeling is the anticipation of getting your nice clothes wet, whether it's sexual or otherwise, the excitement of your first time, and your nervousness, as it's planned this time and not just jump in what the heck like what happened earlier", she explains. Sandra grips her hand, then thinks about how to explain where she is coming from, and what she wants to explore with Estelle, her nervousness and excitement levels high. "I knew by the laundry that you got wet in your suit, and there was an almost silky feel to the jacket, so I've wanted to ask about that, and what it's like", Sandra candidly explains, looking Estelle in the eye. "Well sometimes it's sexual and sometimes it's just not, last night I got both very messy then soaking wet in it and it was very sexual, one of the best, in fact I really got off on it, coz I haven't done it in a long time, and I felt so much better afterwards", Estelle explains further.

Estelle on the spur of the moment cups her hand in the water then runs it up Sandra's stocking clad leg, making her jump at the feel of it, then does it with both hands, then takes Sandra's shoes, fills them, pouring them out over her thigh below her skirt one at a time, then runs her hand over her leg, causing Sandra to shiver, her interest, anticipation, and excitement rising, just as Estelle said it would. Sandra lifts her other leg over and Estelle repeats the process. Estelle is interested to see where Sandra want's to go, so she runs her hand up over her skirt then slowly undoes and opens her jacket as Sandra catches and holds her breath, having never done this before, as Estelle refills Sandra's shoes from the pool then says to her, "can't go back after this, it's all or nothing now", holding it over her careful not to spill it too early and ruin the moment. She slowly pours her shoe out on her neck, her suit top immediately see through her breasts taking their beautiful shape, her shapely bra visible and Estelle runs her hand over the material softly, feeling the wetness, lightly fondling Sandra as she goes, the sensations, excitement and anticipation somewhere Sandra has never been before, the feeling of it all exhilarating, putting her on sensory overload. Estelle quickly applies another shoe full covering her suit top revealing her front, teasing and playing with her gently as she explains further, "when two women experience an intimate wet clothes experience, it takes them to places within themselves that a mans touch cannot, which is the main reason they do it, it does more for them both, something men cannot give them, not even close", she says smiling at Sandra, who is looking at her with her eyes wide, allowing the younger woman to give her the full experience.

"I've chatted with Ned about, but he shook his head saying it's something he can't help me with, I thought about it long and hard before approaching you, and yesterday I said to myself why not, and I got to have some therapy time with Esty which was great, and to see her progressing so well under your care", Sandra stopping mid-sentence as more water gets applied with Estelle's soft hand kneading and applying more pressure to her breasts, lightly pinching at her hardening nipples through the material, Estelle nodding in agreement that Sandra has confirmed what she had just said. Sandra nods her head her arms behind her, her hands on the ground supporting her as she lays back resting on her forearms watching Estelle slowly wet her all over, gently touching her as she goes, her mind reeling, the sensations doing things to her she had wondered about but never experienced before, her breathing stronger, her blood pressure raised. Estelle slips off the edge of the pool fully soaking herself to her waist, Sandra watching on as she swings her legs in the hydro pool jets. Estelle undoes the front of her jeans purposely and slips a hand inside teasing herself a little intent on giving Sandra the full experience or as much as she will allow.

She slowly approaches Sandra and throws more water over her legs and a little on her skirt, eyeing her to ensure that she is comfortable, knowing full well that Sandra isout of her comfort zone, but keen to experience the whole package with someone she trusts. "You ok with this", she asks, with Sandra nodding, her words not coming out as Estelle takes her round her waist and slides her closer to the edge, splashing her legs and skirt more, sliding her hands up her thighs and under her skirt, sliding it up her wet legs exposing her stocking tops, and she takes Sandra's wet stocking clad legs and wraps them around her, slightly upwards bent at the knees over her hips, then takes her shoes and dumps water all over her skirt wetting it thoroughly, Sandras garter and full black knickers visible through her soaking wet skirt. She throws more water on her skirt and legs then on her suit top, her hands once more at her breasts, teasing them more, pinching at her nipples harder, and pulling at them through her bra and top, making her gasp and catch her breath, softly telling her she can stop, Sandra shaking her head now way in over her head, her anticipation and excitement at boiling point. Estelle slides her forward more slipping her skirt back and up as she goes, lifting it up to her hips, Sandra's underwear fully exposed to her, and parts her legs a little, to inspect what she is wearing, admiring her good looks for her age. "I so love your suit and underwear, the feeling of it wet on you is amazing", Estelle calmly says to her, Sandra unable to speak as words escape her, her mind reeling at this wonderful experience she is enjoying to the full, her nervousness gone. "Where to from here", Estelle questions, Sandra chokes out, "what ever you want to show me, take me to that other place if you like, I want to know as I'm already wet", she replies in a soft voice looking at Estelle with an I'm not sure but go ahead anyway half smiling expression on her face.

Estelle throws more water on her, running both hands up over her legs, squeezing her thighs above her stockings, teasing her flesh, throwing more water at her with her shoes, her hands again on her body, up over her knickers and garter, stopping to follow the creases of her panty line, parting her legs further, splashing more water at her underwear, it silky smooth and shiny. Sandra is blushing at the attention she is getting from her much younger playmate, Estelle's hands pulling up her suit top from her skirt then running her hands underneath the wet material, her fingers teasing her skin over her midriff, making her shake and moan softly, her body responding to the sensitive touch of another woman far more than she would from her husband, Estelle running her hands higher, Sandra past the point of no return, adamant in her mind that she isn't stopping now, whispering, "don't stop now", to Estelle as she lifts her top up over her bra, admiring her breasts and cleavage, strongly kneading them while wetting them more. Sandra looks and feels like she will explode, so Estelle backs away from her, dipping under the water slowly soaking her top, it floating up partly exposing her well-made breasts, her nipples hardening up, herself enjoying the experience, relaxed and confident, as she has been there many times before, her hands running up over them playing with her nipples, pinching and pulling at them as Sandra watches on, her own arousal rising.

She returns to Sandra who is still mostly dry on her back taking her legs in the hands and slowly pulls her off the edge and into the pool jets with her, her loud squeals of pleasure from her lips, response alone to Estelle that she is enjoying the moment to the full. Estelle pulls her to herself, he arms around her neck her top floating up her breasts fully exposed and within Sandras reach, and she sinks them both down further to their necks then presses against her, their breasts touching then slips her bra down their hard nipples and breasts touching and pressing together, them both letting out cries of pleasure, their personal intimacy raising their arousal to new levels. She takes Sandra's shaking hands and places them on her own body, suggesting that she can touch and play with her if she would like to experience her body for herself. Sandra tentatively runs her hands over Estelles taught frame and her wet jeans, then softly touches her breasts making Estelle sigh and moan, the feeling switching her on, then runs her hands over them fully, her hard nipples under her hands and fingers and she gently teases them as she would her own in her private time. Estelle inhales sharply, the sensory feel of an unfamiliar woman playing with her exciting her more, and she draws Sandra closer pulling at her jacket as they press their mouths together for an explosive and passionate, intimate first kiss.

This activity is sizzling, heating them both up, sexual arousal burning inside them both, Estelle, bouncing them both around the hydro pool, and they break from their kiss, Estelle wanting to ease any tension so she tickles Sandra firmly, as they laugh and giggle, relaxing Sandra somewhat, making her feel more comfortable with the break in their intimate contact and giving her a moment to breathe and take stock of where things are at. "Thank you for doing this with me", Sandra says in a more relaxed tone, "it's more than I could have hoped for", as she smiles and kisses Estelle softly more, enjoying the taste of another soft woman on her mouth. "You had me going there for a while I have to admit, I really wasn't sure what you were up to there", Estelle says to her in the pool's shade umbrella, their bodies well hidden below the top of the pool edge, "and I hope you're ready for this", she says as she slips a hand into Sandra's knickers and plays with her between her legs, slipping two fingers into her wetness and feeling for her hard bump just inside her opening, the feel of her unlike anything she has experienced, as her heat and softness surprises her as Sandra responds to the contact, her hand to her mouth, her free arm around Estelle's neck her fingers knotted in her hair, as she feels her climax building, something she hasn't experienced in a long time, and never this powerful before in her life. She tenses up as Estelle squeezes on her bump, thumbing on her clit, pushing her over the edge into an explosive orgasm, her body pushing down onto Estelle as she kneels on the bottom of the hydro pool, tensing up, the waves building up, shaking her and she screams out as she explodes from deep within, bucking against her younger lover, cumming hard, her contractions between her legs, strong, wave after wave shaking her to her core, her screams of pleasure loud, her pleasure intense and satisfying, her endorphins flowing through her, pleasuring her like neverbefore.

Estelle pleased with herself at having helped Sandra experience this moment, something she will never forget, the anticipation of her first dual wet clothes session and the result of her coaching the most powerful orgasm she has experienced in her life. "Can I show you something else you might like", Estelle whispers to Sandra, as they come together once more, Sandra staring to relax from her orgasm from outer space as she fondles Estelles breasts and mouths them gently tasting another woman's body for the first time. She is enjoying this moment and is curious where this might lead, her hands on her body with more confidence, the feel of her wet tight jeans in her hands, something else new. She is grateful that Estelle has opened the door for her wet and messy interest, and helped her to take the first bold steps into it, from this moment on her life would never be the same. While there is time I can't refuse an offer like that she says, as they hug and explore each other more, as Estelle takes her up in her arms again, mouthing her breasts again, biting and sucking on them, feeding Sandra's desire to experience more with another woman while she can, her fear and nervousness gone having boldly crossed the threshold in fine form, the experience positive and leaving her wanting more.

Estelle lets her stand up shaking her hair out, then takes her by the hand, leading her up the ramp and out of the pool, turning the heater and jets off as they come out and they drain their wine glasses then sit on the lounge wringing out Sandra's wet clothes and chat for a while as Estelle considers her next move then gets up taking Sandra back to the house to her room and shower to give her more than she bargained for.

Leaving Sandra dripping wet in her shower, she peels off her jeans now naked in front of her and towels off then goes in search of something sexy to wear for round two, and soon returns in a sexy business suit and full underwear, with a handful of J-lube bottles, with Sandra eyeing her with a soft, "wow that's gorgeous, I've not seen that before". She then changes her mind and puts the lube in the linen cupboard for easy access for another time, then gets in the shower with her without turning the water on, as they come together and kiss hotly, Sandra's trembling hands on her suit, feeling her curves as her own wetness soaks into Estelle's clean dry clothes, as Estelle encourages Sandra to explore inside it with her hands to feel her body in her underwear but unable to see it, the anticipation of what she might look like building in her once more.

Estelle changes her mind again and grabs some lube bottles placing them on the floor of the shower. She removes Sandra's jacket and her suit top then slips her jacket back on taking a few moments to explore her body more, kissing her shoulders and neck then her mouth then nibbling at her ear, her neck then down to her cleavage, then her breasts then down further, then lifts her skirt once more, her mouth on her hips and then lower on to her thighs then her front, Sandra gasping at the sensations of a very sexy woman in a business suit attending to her wet and dripping body in her wet clothes with her hands and mouth, kissing and teasing her as she goes lower, then she hears a slight buzzing sound and almost loses herself as Estelle gently touches her just above her clean shaven mound with a small pink toy, the feel through her knickers, shaking her with a new sensory experience, then mouths her between her legs, the toy slipping under her knickers then gently into her, the buzzing sensation with the feel of her mouth and hands down there driving her wild, her arousal rekindling and she gives herself into the sensation of it, closing her eyes her desire for more pleasuring, her lovers experienced hands taking over.

Estelle slowly fucks Sandra's hot, wet and very soft insides gently, applying pressure to her hard bump, then takes her clit in her mouth, sucking back on it firmly, making her cry out and shake, her hands on Estelles head, her fingers through her hair, enjoying this new sensation, her fire building inside her again, the same as in the pool but stronger, a lot more intense because of the contact on her body as Estelle slides the toy in further, testing her limits then clamps her lips on her throbbing clit her tongue thrashing it making Sandra buck against her, moaning in pleasure as she does her both inside and outside, sliding the toy in fully then out, then repeats the action over and over the speed slowly building up, Sandra sensing herself tensing up again and she explodes violently against Estelles firm grip, not letting her go as a stronger orgasm rips through her from unknown places, the contraction between her legs grips down on the toy as she squirts, her body out of control, spraying Estelles face with her creamy essence, soaking her jacket, as she opens it, her bra instantly covered in Sandra's hot creamy cum, it covering her body and skirt dripping onto her stocking clad legs, and she fucks her wildly with it, maintaining her grip on her with her mouth, another intense orgasm building, as Sandra, bucks at her again, with more squirting, her orgasm making her head light, her breathing control gone as she slumps into Estelle's grip dropping her weight on to her, and she cries out loudly as she explodes again stronger, the waves of pleasure shaking her for a long time, nothing like she has felt before, as Estelle expertly keeps her on the edge, then asks her to open the taps of the shower head the water gushing down on them both, soaking Estelle's suit instantly as she plows away at Sandra, giving her the orgasm of her life, it lasting minutes not seconds, Sandra out of her mind, her pleasure beyond her wildest dreams.

Estelle senses Sandra's body relax then slowly removes the toy teasing her bump on the way out, making her shiver and shake, then firmly applies pressure with it to her throbbing clit through her knickers, making her cry out again, and she slowly eases the pressure then removes the toy from her body turning it off and drops it to the floor of the shower. After a few minutes supporting Sandra's weight she feels her take it from her standing up straighter, then Estelle stands up and pashes her strongly her hands ripping down her bra, clawing at her breasts and body under her suit, her hands clawing at her skin, and Sandra, tasting herself on Estelle's mouth, opens Estelle's jacket and pulls down her bra, her hands at her breasts and body, then puts both hands into her tight full knickers and plays with her, giving her an orgasm in return, Estelle easily giving in to her touch, cumming over Sandra's hands and soaking her knickers with it, the shower water washing it away, the two women lost in each other for a while in her shower, then they undress then leave the shower to towel off in silence, each to their own thoughts, Sandra lost after what has just happened to her, her intense orgasms in her wet clothes beyond her comprehension as she slowly recovers from them, the experience opening the door to her new wet and messy world.

Sandra quietly leaves the shower to dry off and the room, leaving Estelle to her own shower, then returns upstairs crashing onto the bed naked, her body invigorated but exhausted, her head dizzy and light-headed and she takes in the whole experience over and over in her mind, having crashed through her physical and emotional boundaries and empowered by the experience. Estelle finishes up in her shower, pleasuring herself to another fine orgasm as the moment presents itself then takes all the clothes to the laundry putting them on fast wash and dresses in another pair of jeans and a top, again with no underwear preferring the feel of her invigorated body in her clothes without it on, then quietly checks on Mysty, though, sound asleep in her bed, her monitors all on green, then leaves the room and returns to hers, crashing on her own bed, taking a moment to relax and process what has just happened between herself and Sandra, satisfied that she could give her a full experience, gently and without complications. She then undresses and stretches out on her bed naked, the feeling in her body on her satin bedding, relaxing and satisfying and she closesher eyes in the almost dark room, just about to settle down for a nap then she hears her door open then quietly close.
Opening her eyes Sandra is standing there dressed in an enticing apricot satin camisole and very sexy snug fitting french knickers, her camel toe and clitoris standing out nicely, her breasts and nipples seriously sticking out showing she isn't finished with her yet, a deep red-coloured satin something draped over her arm, and matching knickers and a dangerous looking very long toy in her other hand. She tiptoes up to the bed as Estelle rolls over to her raising herself up onto one arm smiling at her and bends one knee up, opening her legs wide showing her all her cleanly shaven glory. The grin on Sandra's face is from ear to ear and she has lightly done herself up in makeup, her strong perfume musky and alluring, her hair teased and draped about her shoulders now almost dry looking very sexy and ready to go for more girl on girl time. She tosses the things she is carrying onto the bed, then goes to the bathroom and returns with an armful of lube bottles swinging them in her hands, looking at Estelle in an I'm about to do bad things to you manner. Estelle slips a hand between her legs, teasing her clit and labia, making herself wet in seconds and her other to her breasts and nipples pinching and pulling at them to make them stand up. Estelle's own anticipation is now on edge, her arousal fully engaged, not knowing what is coming at her but aware that she herself is about to get some lavish girl on girl treatment from a still very horny and lustful Sandra, her pandoras box of desire for the pleasure of other women broken open in less than an hour, her memory of her wet clothes and shattering orgasms by Estelle's body, mouth and hands all she can think about.

Sandra climbs up on the bed then straight into Estelle's mound wasting no time in licking and sucking at her wet opening and lapping up her now flowing essence hungrily, loving the taste of her, her hands all over her, smothering her in the camisole she has brought for her to wear, teasing her with the very soft silky material. Estelle wriggles and moans, Sandra hitting her right on target, drawing her into her world of desire and lust for more hot sex with her, sucking on her now throbbing clit for all she is worth, doing unspeakable things to Estelle's excited and sexually engaged body and mind. Sandra breaks from her foreplay, and slips her favourite knickers on Estelle telling her to keep them and wear them often, pulling them up snugly, the fit a little loose but that's what she was hoping for, then she sprays lube all over the front of them, massaging it in with her soft hands catching Estelle unawares, then resumes her licking and sucking on her through them putting Estelle on the moon, her arousal peaking quickly and sensing it she stops, laughing at the thought she has her there almost instantly, right on target. In the space of less than a minute, Sandra in her first hour in the world of girl on girl sex has Estelle ready to explode as she sprays lube all over herself soaking her camisole and knickers, dumping a good spray of it in them, her hands spreading it out all over herself liberally, then she grabs the other camisole and slips it over Estelle's head and body fitting it down comfortably then sprays her with the rest of the lube bottle making a complete mess of her in seconds, the bedding starting to get slippery as it soaks up the lube, adding to the flavour.

Sandra's eyes are wide with passion and lusting for Estelle's body and more erotic girl on girl sex, and she presents to her the seriously long double-ended toy, as she turns it on, telling Estelle that she bought it on sale online a long time ago, but never dreamed of using it until five minutes ago, and she desperately wants to try it out on her. It blows Estelle away by the unexpected interest Sandra now has in desiring lusty, passionate sex with her, open to sharing with her the very large toy while there is a time in the day, their details of their intimacies to be kept between themselves.

Sandra feeds the now softly buzzing toy between Estelles legs and her own, then presses down against her, an arm around her neck, pashing her furiously sucking on her tongue, putting her on sensory overload, her hand down her soaking wet knickers, her fingers toying her hard lady bump just inside her opening. Estelle gives in to her older playmates desires for her, Sandra right on the spot, putting her into sexual overdrive. As the saying goes, women know what women want and desire for themselves. Sandra is quick to soak both of them in more lube then rips her camisole, tearing at the fabric to expose her breasts then does the same to Estelle, ripping her camisole top to bottom, her lust for erotic satisfying sex with Estelle on overload. She sprays her with lube then crashes her body against her the feeling of which drives them both wild, the tearing of the clothing taking her sex drive to new places, her lusting for more still. She feeds the buzzing toy gently into Estelle's tight opening, as the toy is huge, causing her to cover her mouth to hide her screams of pleasure, then Sandra mounts it herself straddling her, her more mature body easily accommodating the enormous toy fully and gripping it with her strong contractions down its length as she impales herself on it as she whispers obscenities to herself, not expecting the pleasure she would get from it, her breathing in gasps, her eyes glazed over, and she looks down at the dishevelled Estelle, and fucks her against her hungry vivid green dragon, having never used it before, but aware of how to use it to its full potential.

The two women go at each other, Estelle rising to meet her, screaming at each other, their fingers locked together, knuckles white, as Sandra reaches down and turns the vibrations up two notches, almost making herself pass out. The dragon is intense, well past anything she thought it could do to her, and she easily pounds it slamming the other end into Estelle, who is is burning up, the dragon blasting her into outer space, the feeling of it raking her body, tight within her fully as Sandra slams it against her, flexing her hips to engage her clitoris, absolutely boning her with it, reaming her well beyond anything in her memory or imagination.
Turns out Sandra is a mature-aged closet sex demon, never in a position to explore or indulge in her twisted femme sexual desires until now, the unaware Estelle, having opened the door for her, without even thinking what it might bring about in her, oblivious to what she has done until now, far too late to stop. Sandra is now wildly fucking her sex bitch in one swift move, fucking her brains out with her precious huge double green dragon, Estelle now helpless to the onslaught of the almost animal like intensity, something wild animals might do behind bars in the confines of the zoo.

Their screams of passion and lust for erotic sex unheard by anyone else as they fuck each other senseless, Sandra well in control of the situation, determined to give back to Estelle what she gave to her and surprising her with much more, boning her in a frenzied fashion, until they both explode into orgasmic bliss, screaming out in pleasure, wave after wave of orgasms destroying them both, their squirting covering each other and Estelle's bed, their contractions strong as they continue to fuck each other, until they can take no more with Estelle finally ripping the toy out and throwing it across the room, as they collapse on the bed with the gasping Sandra on top, pashing and clawing at her prey wildly, leaving scratches all over her with Sandra winning the day doing far more damage to her younger playmate, scratching her badly with her sharp nails digging them into her flesh and drawing blood as she mercilessly tortured her with her toy and cut her skin from her strong grip and teeth leaving love bites all over her ravaged body and also taking some of her hair as a trophy, ripping it out between her fingers in the heat of their orgasm.

They lay there for some time in each other's arms, Sandra very satisfied with pounding Estelle's brains out with her very large vibrating double ended green dragon, never used until now, the not so innocent machine opening her awareness for extreme sexual play and satisfaction, her desire for physical pleasures of the feminine flesh dormant for a long time, until the day Estelle heard her innocent and genuine request for help and opened the door to let it all out in an explosion of femme lust and passion way beyond her imagination, Estelle exhausted, used and abused and lustily tortured, her skin bruised and bleeding and some of her hair missing in the fray, in disbelief at Sarah's animal like sexual behaviour.

There was the usual shower clean up and more passion between them, Sandra doing Estelle once more by herself on her knees, loving the taste of Estelle as she growled her intensely, making her orgasm twice more, her hands clawing at her skin doing more damage, her beloved toy nowhere in sight, able to sense the needs of Estelle's body as she went, her picking up the subtle nuances as only a woman can, the two of them lost in almost two hours of femme lust and physical pleasures, not disturbing anyone, with Estelle dressing Sandra in a long summer t-shirt dress with no underwear at all as per her normal routine, keen to see her finish with her, the two of them dangerously aware of each other's sexual habits and behaviour, Sandra giving her the occasional fingering tease, kissing and fondling as they cleaned up their mess and reset the house to normal, with Estelle dressed in similar for the rest of the afternoon, bruised, battered and sexually broken, her body hurting as she moved, ravaged and exhausted, bearing bruises and deep scratches all over her.

The clock ticked towards mid afternoon and starting to point toward dinner time prep for Mysty, Sandra positively glowing from their day, while Ned worked at the tavern and Mysty slept peacefully, her body relaxed and slightly medicated, with Estelle throwing Sandra up onto the kitchen bench during dishes time to lovingly eat her to another sensual orgasm, the two of them enjoying fresh, unexplored physical attention and sexual release, very satisfied with their sexual connection, and from this day forward they would never look each at each other in the same way again. With that and the laundry done Sandra pours two healthy wines and they passionately kiss, teasing each other's tongues lovingly then link arms drinking from the others wine glass then giggle and laugh, thinking about their wildly passionate afternoon, their bodies relaxed and satisfied, then Estelle bends Sandra over the kitchen bench pulling her hair back hard, spooning her, her hands on her breasts, pulling and pinching at her nipples painfully, her biting and kisses on her neck and ear, asking what else she has in her pandoras box, besides satin lingerie and fire-breathing dragons, giving her some back, letting her know that it's not all one way in lovemaking with her. The two of them laugh and giggle together completely at ease with what they have done with each other in their short but explosive time together.

It was then that Estelle's phone buzzed and rang out then buzzed at her again on her desk; her hearing it the second time, running to answer it, switching the light on above her desk, and taking a seat at her desk as she answered it. She spoke at length with the person on the other end, then the call ended. Sandra finished up in the kitchen and then went to look at the care plan to check that all was in orderto find Estelle busy writing notes at her desk. Sandra placed her hands on her shoulders, making her jump, Estelle not hearing her enter the room. She bends down apologizing for scaring her, and Estelle spins around in her office chair lifting her t-shirt off and throwing it on the floor sitting there in Sandras knickers, and parts her legs and lifts them up asking if there's anything she can help her with. Sandra glances at the care plan to see that it's all in order then goes to the bathroom and returns with some lube and sprays it all over her in her chair, the two of them laughing and giggling away like school girls on vacation. She can't help but drop to her knees and get straight into Estelle where she is sitting, the invitation to taste and play with her more something she can't pass up.

After they finish and Sandra leaves the room checking in on the sleeping patient, Estelle drags herself off to shower again to clean up, leaving Sandra's wet knickers on and slips some black skinny jeans on over the top and collects her top from the floor and puts it back on, then gets back to the notes on her desk. Sandra returns a short time later to let her know she's slipping into the pool for a while for a refreshing swim while there is time left as Mysty is still down for the count, inviting her to join her, lifting her long t-shirt revealing Estelle's black full satin knickers underneath it and braless as Estelle is. Estelle reaches up to her mouthing her breasts hungrily, slipping a hand in to her knickers, saying they look lovely on her and she can help herself to any underwear she likes, quickly getting her wet between her legs then drags her to the bed making her orgasm in quick time. Sandra gets up and leaves the room grabbing some towels for the pool and a wine fresh wine chiller and glasses from the kitchen on her way out, the feeling inside her electric as she slips a hand inside her wet knickers, replaying what Estelle just did to her over in her mind on the way back to the pool, turns the jets on when she gets there, her chiller in the umbrella's shade and she jumps straight in sitting on the bottom with a toy feeding it into herself through Estelle's stretchy knickers having the time of her life in private and in peace.

Estelle cannot concentrate on what she is doing while thinking about Sandra in the pool in her vintage knickers by herself and gives up, checks the time then rips off her jeans and t-shirt and throws on a zip up black satin dress and pull up stockings then disappears outside to the pool deck to join Sandra, who is enjoying herself wishing for company as Estelle slides in next to her, slowly wetting her stockings then her dress, her body tensing up from the pain on her skin from the chlorine and salt in her bite marks and torn skin, unzipping her dress to her waist in front of Sandra then submerges herself slowly, her breasts out and her nipples sticking out. She then straddles her telling her she can't let her have all the fun by herself. Her dress floats up under her arms and almost comes off as she goes under, her hands on Sandra's legs then her thighs then between her legs, helping her with her fun. Sandra is immediately off in orgasm land, hers eyes full of Estelle's wet body, half unzipped dress, stockings and her favourite knickers, her breasts sticking up in the jets swaying around in the teasing water just in front of her. Sandra finishes with herself, then pulls on Estelle's dress, pulling her closer, slipping the toy into her to share in her play time. Estelle reaches up while she's doing her with it and pours two wines, almost spilling them as Sandra cranks the toy on full buzz then covers her up with her knickers watching her shake moan and shiver standing over her trying to not spill the two glasses she is holding.

Sandra then slips her hand inside her knickers and thrashes her clit with her thumb, clawing at her skin with her fingers, making Estelle orgasm on the spot, enjoying her cries and shuddering body in her wet dress. She then lets her go removing the toy and they chink glasses and drink heavily, the sweet taste of the wine mixing with their taste of each other in their mouths. They spend more time kissing and playing with each other, Sandra fully in her sexual wet clothes element, loving the feeling of wet clothes on her body, more so now she has Estelle's company, the two of them agreeing that they will share in this more often, as often as they can when time permits.

They finish their wines then leave the pool to shower and change each to their own thoughts, Estelle returning to her notes on her desk and Sandra not finished with herself yet goes upstairs and changes into another set of underwear over the knickers she is wearing and a fresh skirt suit and closes the upstairs doors to get messy in the bathroom, her wet and messy switch in high gear. She lines the bath with four bottles of lube then empties three bottles of silky conditioner then essential oils adding more lube to the mix then turns the water on half filling it, her anticipation arousing her as she stirs the mixture in masturbating through her knickers as the water rises. She then throws in more underwear and other clothes she wants to watch get messy watching them soak up the mixture, then more bras that she loves and her favourite silky moncler jacket then sinks it with her feet, she then has a thought and gets up from the bath removing her suit and throws it in submerging it. She runs to get her favourite white vintage button up satin long sleeve shirt and long pleated skirt that has three layers of lining returning to her bath and turns the water off. She pours in three large bottles of essential oils over the mixture then slips a toy into herself setting it to a low buzz, sliding into the bath slowly soaking her underwear the lowers herself down to her neck then stands up filling her underwear with more lube then dresses in her shirt and skirt then her moncler jacket then covers herself with more oils and conditioner, then rips all her knickers down dropping them into the bath submerging them with her feet. She spies a nice pair of french knickers and gets them out, soaks them in oils and lube thoroughly then slides them on tightly over her suspenders then kneels down into the bath to her waist fucking herself with the toy under her knickers, stopping just before she climaxes.

She then turns the bath jets on high watching as her skirt floats and billows up around her completely overtaken by her wet and messy session. She fills the bath more then lays down front first then takes out the toy sliding easily back on to her knees and sticks it to the bottom of the bath so it points upwards then slips back on her black knickers over the top of her frenchies them impales herself on the toy turning the buzzing up higher, the full length of it penetrating her easily and she empties her bladder as she goes then drops herself down, opens her shirt then submerges her front under the slimy oily mixture and orgasms heavily releasing her breasts out of her bra pulling and pinching at her nipples hard and painfully increasing her sexual gratification, fucking the toy, her body exhausted then lays down on her back stuffing her other clothes into her underwear and jacket then fingers herself cumming once more, finally relaxing then gets undressed under the water, her lust for wet and messy satisfied for now. She finally reaches for the plug and rips it out laying there until the water empties, covering herself in her clothes as the water drains away. After a while she gets up and showers the oily slimy mixture off her skin, silky smooth and highly fragrant, then washes her black knickers clean then slips into them in the shower, turns the water off then gets out and dries herself, enjoying the view of her oily and slimy clothes that cover the floor of the bath, smiling to herself that she now has a lot of laundry to do. She dresses minus a bra, then drops the trashed clothes into the wash basket then silently goes down stairs to get the laundry underway.

Estelle is still busy at her notes at her desk, looking for a handful of business cards she took from the hospital some months earlier, sticking out of the frames of some exquisite pieces of art she saw here and there around the atriums and corridors, Alana Regina Elizabeth, The Procurer Of Fine Art, the card in her hand read when she found it. She looked her up on the internet and dialed her number interested in finding out more about some lovely pieces she gazed upon, and how and where she could buy some for herself, slumped at her desk her body demanding rest, sore, battered, bruised, bleeding in places from Sandra's deep scratches on her back her body broken, her sexual desires satisfied, her boundaries broken through, some things explored she might never attempt again, startled by and wary of Sandra's deep eroticanimal instincts.

She heard a sweet exotic voice down her phone, as Sandra entered her room, her arms over her shoulders and she hugged her lovingly and kissed her on her head running her fingers through her hair then left to go check on Myst, who would wake soon and in need of a shower and something to eat, the bed would need to be stripped and remade, the laundry person would turn up any day now, the night nurse not far away either to check on things with Sandra and Estelle settling into their care plan and routine easily, making sure that all was in order, all the comforts and care plan standards met. Estelle introduced herself to the lovely voice explaining the reason for her call. An appointment was fixed in place for them to meet next week, Estelle writing the address and time of the meeting, thanking her for her time then hanging up, and she glanced at the care plan then signed it off then got up from her chair to find Sandra, chatting with Myst who was by now starting to wake up from her long afternoon sleep, uncomfortable in her bed and needing a shower and some food, her belly grumbling for want of it. Sandra lowered the bed and brought her chair over, helping her into it, as Estelle walked in, Myst immediately reaching out to her for a hug and a kiss, smelling a new and fresh fragrance on her body, then picking up that Sandra smelled the same, telling her she liked the perfume, Estelle kissing her softly and lovingly asking how she was as she went over her oxygen and monitors, everything green and with no alarms activated then wheeled her off for a refreshing shower as Sandra ripped into the bedding, clearing it off the bed and disinfecting the bed base wiping everything over to remove any germs then sanitised it, remaking it with fresh hospital linen after it dried. Estelle lovingly gave Myst a sensual shower massaging her body firmly, standing her up to wash her back and underneath, getting wet in her clothes, then washed her hair and rinsed it, softly towelling her dry then into fresh clothes of her choice, calling out to Sandra who was in the kitchen preparing something to eat. She helped her back into her chair after holding her briefly giving her a reassuring hug and a soft kiss, asking if she was ok, then satisfied that all was well she dropped her into her chair and pushed her out of the bathroom with her foot telling her to go find some food while she changed into dry clothes.

Mysty barrelled into the kitchen in her chair feeling alive and refreshed slamming in to the bench with her left back wheel spinning herself around, almost smacking her head on the counter as she spun around, Sandra catching her in alarm, stopping her from injuring herself, her alarm going off, the moment giving her a fright, a puff of oxygen given to her, Sandra reaching down to switch the noise off checking that she was ok, Estelle calling out as towhat the alarm was about half in her jeans, falling over the couch as she tried to run to the kitchen in panic, Sandra looking in to find her sprawled out on the floor topless and half into her jeans, laughing to herself at tripping over the couch, Myst rolling in to the room asking what she was doing half naked on the floor, telling her to get dressed before she ran around the house half naked and to cover herself up as Estelle picked herself up from the floor, laughing to herself, Sandra eyeing her taut, trim body with a smile as she sat on the floor and got into her jeans then slipped her top on as the gate buzzer went off, the familiar voice of the nurse at the gate, Sandra running to the door and buzzing her in through the gate, then opening the door to welcome her inside. Estelle was still laughing from her seat on the floor as Janine bounced through the door in another short nurse outfit, her stockings showing up clearlythrough it, her red bra and knickers highly visible leaving no question as towhat she looked like underneath, Sandra also eyeing her with interest, hugging her and welcoming her in, commenting in her ear thatshe loved what she was wearing making Janine blush as she picked up on the two women eyeing her youthful sexiness as she stood in the doorway.

Where's the patient she enquired as Mysty spun around to look at her a bit annoyed that everyone was eitherrunning around half naked or showing themselves off, Sandra also in a very short button up dress and underwear somehow minus a bra the same as Estelle was, her voicing her displeasure at the three of them displaying their sexiness around her either by showing their underwear off or lying on the floor half naked in front of everyone. Janine laughed as she went to attend to her obs and patient comfort, checking that she was in good health, her monitors all green showing thatshe was well, Sandra asking her to stay for coffee and a meal if she had nowhere to go, Janine saying she would love to stay and chat after her long day, asking how everyone was doing as she went to check the care plan, seeing that it was all in order to the minute, the returned to the lounge sitting next to Mysty taking her pulse, checking for her responses and colour asking her how her day was and how she was feeling, Mysty grumbling that everyone was having fun but her, Janine reminding her that too much fun had already proven to be exhausting and risky and not to be too harsh on herself about her recovery progress which was good so early into her home care and rehab plan. Janine grinned at Sandra and Estelle happy to see they were doing so well as carers, as Ned poked his head in the door, everyone turning to look at him, Sandra running to him to welcome him home, asking if all was well. He said that he managed to get off early, the bar managers confident at running the place in their absence, telling him to go home and spend some time with the family and not worry about work, if they needed something they would sort it out. He went up stairs to shower and change picking up on a sweet aroma in the bathroom, Janine also commenting on the sweet musky fragrance, Sandra not daring to tell anyone what it was from.

Ned quickly showered and changed then returned to the lounge, Sandra making him a coffee and attending to a meal for everyone, Estelle chatting with Janine about how things were progressing, particularly pleased with the progress in the hydro pool as Sandra returned with meals for everyone, Mysty eager to get into something to eat, complaining that she was hungry while everyone was running around having fun at her expense, Estelle patting her arm then giving her a hug, helping to cut up her roast beef, as she wasn't able to do it herself but getting better every day, her wheelchair giving her great exercise, her upper body strength improving better than her legs, still needing a lot of work before she would be out of the chair and getting around unassisted. Janine commented that she was doing great and to be patient, and they chatted over their dinner Sandra pouring a short glass of Rose' all round, inviting Janine to take her time and stay, Janine thanking them for their hospitality as tomorrow was her day off and it was nice to sit and enjoy a meal and some social time around her home care, something she didn't do often. Janine spied the uno cards on the table asking how the memory recall was going, Mysty excitedly telling her she usually won, giving out her draw four cards to anyone that tried to make her lose, saying she was the current champion, Janine offering her a challenge to beat her as she was very good at the game, Mysty adamant that she could beat anyone who challenged her, telling her to bring it on.

Sandra and Estelle got up and cleared away the dinner plates, Janine relaxing back thanking them for the lovely meal and happy to stay for a few games before going home. Ned moved the couches around to allow for the extra seating moving the coffee table so they could reach the cards, and he offered to Janine to shuffle and deal them all one card up to see who would go first, Janine moving to sit next to Mysty, getting her to help with the shuffling, her doing a poor job but making a good attempt, Janine pleased to see her getting involved socially with the group therapy exercises no one daring to tell her the reason behind it, Mysty thinking it was just part of the family fun. Estelle and Sandra returned with more wines for everyone but the patient, as the game got underway, Janine drawing herself a draw four, selecting the colour before she looked at her cards and choosing the direction, Mysty having none and taking up four more cards to everyone's laughter, her scowling at Janine getting her straight up and the game wasn't even under way. They played the game through with Janine winning the first one, then they played a few more, the time ticking by then Estelle commented that it was hydro therapy time, Mysty asking could she get out of one session and everyone telling her no, it was on her care plan, Sandra running up stairs to change into swim clothes, inviting Janine to stay and share in the moment asking her to check it out and advise on her progress if she wished. Janine said she would need to change but had her night bag in her car, asking if it was ok to change, everyone agreeing it was fine for her to stay and join in the therapy session, Estelle taking Mysty to change then getting into a swimsuit herself, Ned stating he was happy to pass and watch her do her exercises, himself not keen on the pool session as he was already showered and changed.

Ned packed up an armload of towels for everyone, then went out to the pool deck and turned the pump on, the water warm and inviting, the chlorine test the normal colour showing all was good to go. The women soon arrived, Sandra dragging Janine by the arm, a chiller of Rose' and glasses in the other hand, Estelle reminding Mysty that it was good for Janine to report on her progress and maybe offer her some other things to work on strengthening her legs, Mysty grumbling at the prospect of therapy, as it wasn't overly fun and very tiring for her, especially the last session which made her sore and irritable, pool time supposed to be fun.

Ned sat on the lounge guarding the wine as Estelle carried Mysty in the usual fashion, Sandra jumping off the edge and squealing in delight making a big splash, Janine sitting on the edge with her legs in the warm jets saying how lovely it was as Sandra started Mysty in her light kicking exercises towing her around slowly then allowing her to go it alone then take her hands again continuing her working on her legs, Janine saying she had made great progress already since her last session with her in the therapy pool at the hospital as Estelle went up to her and picked her up off the edge, her screaming in protest as Estelle dumped her in the pool soaking her clothes, wrapping around her and tossing her around in the water, Janine relaxing into her arms and enjoying some great down time.

She then after a while offered to show them more things to work on, everyone eager to learn some fresh ideas, Janine giving them some very good tips on some subtle changes to her routine, to help vary the exercises, Sandra asking to have a go, with Janine dragging her around explaining what she was doing holding her hands and adjusting her stance and posture, to maximize the flexing of her torso and legs, explaining the subtle but important things it would help strengthen, everyone taking a turn to try it, Ned excusing himself from a turn happy to spectate, the women laughing and having some fun and down time. Estelle went for Janine, asking for her to run through some things with her as Sandra and Mysty played around a bit, throwing a beach ball around, great for her arms and body strength, Mysty finding it much easier standing up in the hydro pool, taking small but balanced steps and swimming around having some fun, forgetting about her earlier grumps and enjoying the time in the pool with the family and a new friend, Janine have a great connection and positive influence on Mysty, encouraging her to try new things, and taking her out into the deeper pool for some slower breathing and stroke exercises, her showing Estelle how to get the best of them, Sandra holding Mysty up, repeating what Janine was doing with Estelle as her dummy to help them learn a new technique in the deeper pool with Estelle enjoying her contact with Janine, even placing her arms over Janine's as she showed them a new backward walking exercise new in physio that wobbles the body from side to side changing the side that uses the muscles, giving everything a workout and you can do it over a good length of time as it was low stress with Estelle gripping Janine tightly for her session, Janine sensing her hands touching her on her waist and her naked midriff and clawing at her with her nails, teasing her somewhat, Janine responding to her touch somewhat playfully, then swapping out with Sandra who enjoyed her session.

Mysty tired of the fun and exercises after more work with Janine, loving her company and the body contact and said she was up for more cards and wanted to get Janine back for winning first hand, Janine getting into the fun of things, telling her to go bring it on anytime. Janine asked to show them something else new that would help with walking, leading Mysty on her feet up the ramp in a way that supported her but allowed her to walk on her own to about her knees, then she offered her a piggyback out, Mysty jumping at the chance to have a game with her enjoying the playtime and body contact, although by now she was tiring Janine sensing that it was enough for the day, hugging and kissing her after a slow piggyback swim rewarding her for her great work during her therapy time drying then her off, letting her get herself back into her chair then took her back to the house for a rinse off and a change of clothes, asking for Mysty to show her around the house and explain how her amazing bed worked, while checking out her emergency systems and beeper to ensure they were operational, Mysty enthusiastic to engage with Janine in a social manner enjoying the company of the new friend. Estelle remarked to Ned how well she had responded to Janine leading the therapy session, Sandra asking if she could do that again sometime as part of her program as it had a positive effect on Mysty and she did well, putting in a lot of effort and was now in need of more rest with Janine saying a few more hands of cards would be good, before hers night time routine, Mysty holding on to her asking for her to stay longer, thanking her for having fun with her and begging her to do it again soon, Janine playing along nodding to Sandra that she would love to help in any way she could with her therapy and wellbeing.

They played more hands, everyone letting Mysty win the last one, her now tired and needing to return to her bed, freshly made, Sandra brightening up her room with flowers, and they watched some movies with Ned finally excusing himself as he wanted sleep, Sandra pouring out another glass of wine around, Mysty finally calling out for Janine to take her to the bathroom and put her to bed, Janine laughing as she wheeled her there then set her up in bed, setting her oxygen and monitors then reading her a story as she drifted off to sleep, her body exhausted from their intense activities, but happy to make a new friend who was kind and gentle with her, allowing her to make her own decisions, Janine guiding her to give her the answers she was looking for, all a part of good therapy, and she hugged and kissed her goodnight, Mysty giving Janine a soft kiss on the mouth, thanking her for her time to help her as she left the room, turning the night light on and closing the door softly so she wouldn't be disturbed.

She returned to the lounge to sit and relax over a wine and a chat with her new friends, Sandra inviting her to stay over in the spare downstairs office bed, as there was no rush for her to leave, they had enjoyed her company and learned a lot from her, Sandra suggesting there was more pool time as it was warm and they could relax in the hydro pool over a wine and chat in private not disturbing anyone in the house. Sandra casually mentioned that she adored what Janine was wearing when she arrived, her red underwear looking amazing chipping in that red it was then with black stockings, inviting Janine to change into it, Sandra off in a flash and changing while Ned snored, Estelle leading Janine to her room and spare suite adjoining hers to show her the room with two-way bathroom, and if she was comfortable to change and join them for some girl time in their underwear and smart dress to chat and then relax in the pool fully dressed, Janine not sure but was game for some girl time having never taken a shower, bath or swim in her work clothes, finding something suitable in Estelle's robes that she liked, Estelle taking out something then her favourite red underwear and sheer black stockings, giving Janine a feel, telling her she and Sandra did it a lot and it was very enjoyable.

Estelle went next door closing it after her and changed into her underwear, stockings and button up formal dress, roughly doing her fair up and a little make up then chose some shoes as Janine tapped on her door, Estelle calling for her to come in. Janine looked stunning in a thigh split pin stripe skirt, satin shirt and matching jacket, her seemed bowed stockings shining in the dim light of the room, a pair of shoes in her hand, her hair done up with a touch of make up, Estelle remarking that she looked great, Sandra then knocking and entering, remarking on Janine's choice of outfit. Estelle went up to her and adjusted the skirt slightly to make it more comfortable to wear, a little tight round her hips, Estelle fixing that in seconds, the three of them gathering with Janine in the middle for a selfie, Sandra in her favourite creme' pleated skirt suit, she loved wearing it in the pool, Shower or bath it looking great on her wet or dry, with her best new black sheer vintage thigh-high stockings on and shoes in her hand.

They went back out to the lounge and sat together pulling some couches closer then sat sipping their wine, Janine telling them about herself and medicine, already divorced, Sandra, in shock as she was so young to be doing that, about her family and work, Estelle taking a lot of time to fill her in about their story and Mysty's accident, Janine in shock that they revived her at all, praising Estelle for her bravery and nursing instincts in keeping her alive, the three women having a great time getting to know each other with much in common, Janine comfortable with them, with Sandra finally inviting them to go outside into the warm evening and check out the heated hydro pool. They slipped into their shoes, Sandra taking a large chiller and two chilled bottles and fresh glasses, taking Janine back out to the pool deck, setting the hydro lights on phase so they slowly changed colour then turned the dimmer down and the heater on, the jets on half, the water warm and inviting. They sat on the edge, sipping wine and chatting, their legs in the warm jets, Janine saying it felt amazing, but she had never done it and was a little nervous, Estelle and Sandra slipping off the edge into it inviting her to join them, helping her in to just past their knees, Estelle motioning to the first step, just above the water level, helping Janine to sit and get used to the feel, Sandra getting in straight down on her knees on the bottom, her skirt billowing up around her hips in love with the feel, as they chatted from where they had finishedoff.

Estelle topped up their glasses then got in herself, sitting on the bottom, Sandra dropping herself, Janine finally with no choice gingerly lowering herself into the warm jets, an Oh my goodness from her lips as she went to the bottom, her skirt swirling around her in the jets, the warm water wonderful on her wet clothes and body as she laid down to her neck in the jets, closing her eyes, enjoying the sensation of the warm water jets and her soaking wet clothes and underwear, opening her jacket watching as her skirt and jacket floated up around her, Sandra undoing hers her red vintage underwear highly visible through her cream coloured suit, Estelle joining them unbuttoning her dress to her hips, it immediately floating up and billowing around her, loving the feeling of the warm water jets on her clothes and skin them all laughing how good it was, Janine in amazement that she hadn't ever done it before, never knowing how good it was to relax this way, thanking them for showing her something new and exciting telling of her enjoyment of the moment, asking for more wine, draining her glass, the three of them laughing away, enjoying their company and some precious girl time.

Janine was amazed at the love and care of this family, everyone supportive of Mysty's recovery plan and a lot of money invested into some luxury to give her the best care, her commenting they deserved an award after what they had been through, a borderline fatality in the family then two years of hard work and constant selfless care to get their home patient to this level of recovery, Janine asking permission to apply their circumstances to a case study she had coming up for a major nursing assignment to improve her qualifications in post critical care, there was a rehabilitation directors position coming up next year she was considering applying for, a case study of this nature giving her valuable experience in post trauma care with Sandra commenting she was welcome to study them either wet or dry, making the three of them laugh, Estelle grabbing her and pulling her onto her lap, Sandra moving closer the three of them chatting away close together, their stocking clad legs over each other enjoying their close contact and feminine company.

Ater more wine and chatting about not much in particular, Sandra removed her clothes, down to her bright red underwear, throwing her suit onto the pool deck with her shoes then went off for a few laps in the deeper pool in her underwear, thoroughly enjoying herself, Estelle letting go of Janine and doing the same, Janine finally confident after getting to know them did the same the three of them swimming out in the deeper pool in stockings and underwear, laughing and having fun, Janine the centre of attention, expertly and sensitively handled by the two more mature women, Janine out of her comfort zone but enjoying their encouragement and interaction, this a fun new experience for her, something she would not have done on her own at home. Janine then took them through some two-person therapy and lifting exercises, giving them valuable insights on lifting and carrying someone heavier, or heavily incapacitated, showing them some maneuvers to do it safely and with control, Janine and Estelle remarking that some sessions in manual handling would be good for them both, Sandra very keen to learn more technical aspects of quality care, and they practiced on Janine, carrying her out of the pool up the ramp then dumping her on the lounge then sitting with her, laughing about what they had learned from her, towelling themselves off, picking up their clothes, Estelle inviting her to find something light and comfortable to wear for the night, Sandra hugging and kissing her goodnight, then off to shower and bed.

Janine and Estelle ended up on the couch finishing offthe wine over some late night tv, Janine skipping channels on the remote and stumbling onto Splosh TV, Janine watching intently as women covered themselves and each other in mess, slop and even food, or soaked themselves in the bath or shower in various scenes in their best clothes or underwear, her gasping at certain points, as they even got a bitnaughty, some light sexual interactions in some scenes, one scene with two gorgeous women in fine clothes ending up doing each other in the bathtub making her catch her breath holding onto Estelle tightly, the show going for more than an hour, Estelle drawing her up onto her lap, her arms and legs around her, caressing her gently, Janine even lifting her head up offering her a soft kiss on her mouth, then turning and wrapping her up kissing her passionately enjoying the innocent experience for the first time, loving her taste and the feeling of kissing another girl, women were soft and very enjoyable compared to men she found out, something she would like to explore more of at another time.

The show ended, Estelle turned the tv off noting that it was late, offering Janine a bed for the night and took her hand taking her to her spare half suite, leaving the bathroom night light on softly kissing her goodnight then retiring to her bed, jumping into it naked and settling down, her door opened then closed, Janine padding quietly into the room, undressing herself then climbed into her bed snuggling up to Estelle, whispering if she could share her bed, Estelle wrapping her up, softly kissing her, her hands touching her body, exploring it gently, mouthing her down her neck then onto her breasts making her moan and shiver, her hand between her legs, Janine opening them up for her to play with her, Estelle careful in her care and comfort in Janine's new experience then they settled down to sleep their arms and legs over each other naked in her bed content in each other's arms for the night.

Estelle woke up to a flash of lightning through her blinds and a boom of thunder, the unseasonally humid weather bringing some welcome rain and cooler conditions with it, and she stretched, Janine moving her arms reaching out for her, Estelle finding her skin with her mouth, as Janine rolled over onto her side, Estelle running her hands gently down her back, making her shiver, waking her up with her touch, kissing her shoulders and back her free hand caressing her breasts, her fingers finding her hardening nipples, playing with them, pinching and pulling at them gently, the rain starting to come down outside, with more lightning and thunder, as Janine responded to her touch, shaking and shivering, then she turned over her eyes closed searching for Estelle's lips and finding them close, kissing her, loving the feel and taste of it, becoming sexually aroused by their body contact and touching, her arms around her, her free leg over her, Estelle's free arm over her thigh stroking it gently with her fingers then finding her hot and wet between her legs, she touched and gently caressed and played with her, teasing her with her fingers, increasing her arousal and pleasure, desiring to taste her between her legs, aware a woman had not done that to her before, her fingers finding her hardening clit and hot wet opening, as the thunderstorm outside arrived, the rain now pouring down, lightning dancing in the sky, the thunder echoing in response to it, Estelle slipping two fingers gently into her finding her hard bump just inside, delicately applying pressure to it with her fingers, softly rubbing her clit with her thumb, Janine crying out in pleasure, telling her not to stop but warning her she squirts heavily when she masturbates.

Estelle threw off the covers and took her hand leading her from the bed to the shower, turning the water on slow then went to her knees, lapping at her folds, licking and sucking at her pleasure spots, Janine crying out, the pleasure of it switching on her desire for intimate sex with her, her hands through Estelle's hair or touching herself with the other hand then swapping them, Estelle making the right moves on her loving her taste, her creamy essence running down her legs, Janine pouring out rivers of her sweet musky essence on to Estelle's face, it dripping and running in streams down her legs, her water works fully engaged. Estelle worked her more intensely, expecting that she would probably explode at any second, but stopping as she felt her strong contraction on her fingers, her arm, face and hair covered in the sweet nectar, Janine was gushing and her climax hadn't peaked yet. Estelle then hit her with everything she had, Janine's body tensing up, shaking, her legs quivering, her teeth clenched against what was coming and she quaked, screaming out, gripping down on Estelle's head, spraying her body, as she bucked and shuddered, her orgasm rippling through her then exploding, she vented her sexual energy spraying like a fire hose, the valve suddenly released, her bladder releasing unable to control herself or stop, the shower screens plastered, Estelle covered in it, her strongly spraying and not stopping, her hands to her mouth to stifle her screams, the earthquake shaking her to her core, her sexual energy releasing itself fiercely, Estelle soaking herself underneath her as if the shower was on full, Janine's youthful body responding to Estelle's expert touch, blasting her with her cum and urine, the shower box covered in it, sweet and sticky, Janine laughing and crying overwhelmed at her first girl on girl experience, Estelle causing her to explode. She slumped to the floor of the shower, exhausted, her muscles twitching her heart rate over 160bpm, hugging Estelle who was covered in her body fluids, laughing with her as Janine recovered from her supa nova orgasm, catching her breath back, wiping her hands through her hair, and over her face, laughing at the look of Estelle, her body and hair plastered in her creamy essence, streaked with streams of her cum, it sticking to her hair, face and body, Janine laughing uncontrollably at what she had done to her, her body recovering from strongly expelling it on a high like no other drug could deliver.

Estelle took down the shower head and turned the water up and warmer then went back to her knees and rinsed herself off, cleaning the shower screens around them as she went, telling Janine she was up for a sizeable cleaning bill, Janine laughing telling her she would happily pay whatever it cost. Janine reached for the scrub and body wash, the two of them taking their time to clean themselves and the shower box, hugging and kissing as they washed the mess away, Janine invigorated by the experience, Estelle still in shock at the amount of body fluid she released, litres of it in fact, a lot of tension letting go with it, Janine thanking her for the experience as they got up from the shower floor, turning the water off then getting out and drying each other, Estelle dragging her back to her bed, the thunderstorm still rumbling away outside, promising not to do that outside of the shower, glad it wasn't in her bed, Janine telling her she warned her about that before they got started, Janine also asking about Sandra, Estelle shaking her head, I'm not getting into that and yes she is brutal, telling her about her deep muscle soreness and body scratches the next morning when she woke up.
They climbed back into bed, Estelle opening her blinds so they could watch the lightning through the window and they snuggled up in her bed wrapping around each other, Janine telling her she felt a lot lighter after her shower, them both laughing as they watched the storm outside, then fell back to sleep, Janine snoring as she slept, her body relaxed and deeply sound asleep, Estelle having to cover her head with a spare pillow, then needing earplugs to drown out the noise finally falling asleep, rolling towards the snoring Janine, wrapping her up in her arms, sliding a leg between hers, still amazed by the power of her orgasm in her shower seeing nothing like it.

The morning light streaming in the window as Estelle woke up, and she reached for the blinds remote dropping the blinds down to block out the morning light, hearing Janine humming in the shower, somehow not waking her as she got up, after pulling the plugs from her ears, checking the time, glad that Mysty wasn't awake yet, Sandra knocking on the door, then poking her head in, asking if they would like breakfast, Estelle nodding she was hungry, Janine probably as well not sure what she would like. She called to her, Janine running into the room naked and dripping wet towelling herself off, saying call me Janie, and fruit juice, toast and a coffee would fine, then she climbed up on the bed wrapping Estelle up through the covers, kissing her lovingly thanking her for the night of her life and for letting her sleep over. Sandra entered the room, jumping onto the bed with them, enjoying seeing Janine's youthful nakedness, smacking her on her behind, the three of them laughing, Janine telling her what she would like for breakfast, Sandra happy that they looked bright and well rested, call me Janie, she said to Sandra, thanking her as he left the room, Estelle jumping up and wrestling with her a bit, easily overpowering her, straddling her, looking down at her, laughing, Janine reaching up to her breasts, mouthing them and sensuously sucking on them, Estelle jumping off her shivering running to get dressed, telling her not to get excited, checking that the shower was clean, Janine having sprayed it with shower cleaner while she was in it, cleaning it down and leaving it to dry.

Estelle slipped into her favourite jeans throwing a long t-shirt dress to Janine, watching her slip into her bikini briefs, Janine asking for a quick swim before breakfast, Estelle ripping off her jeans, showing her favourite black knickers and throwing on a t-shirt and grabbing some towels, taking her out through the kitchen, asking if Sandra wanted to join them for a morning swim, Sandra smiling at them, telling them to go have some fun, and she would hold down the fort, offering them both a glass of Rose' and soda, telling them to have some fun outside as Ned walked into the kitchen half zombied, not awake but smelling coffee and bacon and eggs, his sense of smell of food wide awake, kissing his wife affectionately, realising she wasn't wearing anything under her t-shirt dress, tied up at the waist, feeling her backside then her breasts through the material, his mind returning to the thought of food and coffee accepting one and taking a seat, while she prepared breakfast, them chatting about the effect Janine was having on Mysty, Ned asking why she was still here, Sandra explaining she was invited to stay over and spend some time with them, everyone getting to know each other better, the family a case study in progress for her nursing studies.

Estelle picked up Janine, screaming in protest, Estelle jumping in the deep end of the pool holding her, taking her down with her then letting her go, pushing her towards the surface, then kicking away from her, freestyling across the pool and back several times, her swimming skills well developed from a lot of practice in her younger years, Janine not able to keep up, the two of them splashing around after a while, Sandra calling out that Mysty was awake and up, Janine calling out for her to come and join in the playtime, no therapy just play time, Mysty soon appearing in her chair in a t-shirt and bikini bottoms ready for a swim, calling out no fair upon hearing the noise realising that Janine was still here, excitedly wheeling herself to the ramp, then getting herself from her chair holding the rails with both hands, taking her first steps down the ramp on her own, Sandra calling out to Ned that she was on her feet on her own, everyone clapping and cheering at her effort to do it herself, walking slowly down the ramp into the water, the water taking her weight and she kicked along the railing and out into the deeper pool, Mysty squealing in delight, flailing a bit, Janine swimming over to meet her halfway, Mysty wrapping her arms around her, hugging and kissing her, overjoyed that she was still here, Sandra coming out with Ned at the sight of her getting in herself into the pool from her chair, not waiting to be helped, a lot of effort and energy needed but determined to do it herself.

Sandra dove off the edge into the pool, in just her t-shirt, forgetting to dress underneath, Ned taking a seat with his breakfast and coffee watching the fun, the girls having a great time in the pool, tossing the beach ball around, Estelle with a watchful eye on Mysty in the deeper water, Janine eventually leading her to the hydro pool by the hands, doing the swaying exercise and tickling her, Mysty shreiking in laughter and protest having a great deal of fun, Janine doing everything possible to put her off, then helped her to the short rail end in the jets to relax and get her breath back, the other girls soon joining them. Sandra Bombed into the waist deep pool screaming as she went in splashing everyone, Ned covering up his meal, Sandra splashing him as he protected his food and morning coffee, the mood in the family cheerful and light, everyone relaxing after their play, Mysty loving the atmosphere, all over Janine turning over in her lap holding her arms up, Janine stretching her arms out telling her how to do her wobbling exercise, making sure she went slow, encouraging her for taking the step for herself, holding her hands as Mysty did the exercise herself, then let her go floating around carried off by the jets bobbing around enjoying the morning swim, the family making light-hearted fun of it for her, she then turned over and kicked her way back to Janine, turning over into her lap, Janine's arms around her waist, as she relaxed, her arms up around behind Janine's neck, Janine tickling her then slipping her arms up under her t-shirt holding her tightly around her waist, giving her some bodily stimulation and affection asking if she was ready to get out, A firm shake of the head and a defiant No from Mysty, thoroughly enjoying herself in the pool with the family and her new friend.

Estelle finally commented to Sandra that everything was visible, Sandra, ah well who cares now anyway making Estelle laugh, her well and truly out of her wet and messy shell, Mysty having a thing for Janine, everyone can see that the poor girl is under siege, but giving everything to her in acceptance and quality care, Janine the fresh and neutral influence she needed to pick up her motivation to do more things for herself, Estelle happy to be in the middle of everyone, and Ned wisely happy to spectate the women's world around him, not getting involved with it and interested in the best care for his daughter, on her way back from the brink of death two years ago, her recovery now coming along in leaps and bounds. Sandra finally called time and got out, everything visible, Ned tossing her a towel on her way past back to the house for a shower and a change of clothes, Estelle getting out for a shower and some breakfast that she missed out on earlier leaving Ned to baby-sit the patient and the nurse, him finally losing patience and getting up to get ready for work, Janine convincing Mysty that she had to get out, piggybacking her to her shower, asking Estelle to please bring her chair in for her when she passed her in the kitchen, Mysty directing traffic and telling her where to go, Janine taking a few deliberate wrong turns, Mysty wrapping her legs and arms around her, laying her head against her shoulder wishing she could stay like that all day, Janine parking her in the shower and making her stand up allowing her to partly shower herself, and making a good job of it, her report on her rehab so far would be good news for the rehab and medical teams.

Ned saw himself out for work for the usual tavern opening, Sandra dressed in a white button up dress with black vintage stockings, white full briefs and no bra, catching everyone's eyes, especially Janine's, attending to house chores and laundry, Mysty telling her mum off for displaying her bits all around the place, Estelle laughing over her breakfast at her for saying it, Janine taking her breakfast with Estelle, watching Mysty perform her wheelchair antics, balancing precariously on her back wheels, able to move both backwards and forwards and steer herself around the place, Janine impressed by her ability to do that, also watching Sandra, eyeing her maturity and curves, and her amazing legs in her stockings and court shoes, remarking how Ned didn't seem to notice all the sexual behaviour, Estelle telling her he can sniff out food, not musky perfume, he prefers to leave the women's world as it is and not interfere, making her laugh.

Janine was amazed at the sexual freedom in this feminine household, Estelle reminding her that women will always pleasure women more than men can, they have a gift for the soft and sensual things, Sandra asking Ned many times about her wet and messy desires, Ned bluntly saying he can't help her with it, which is how she found out how dangerous she is with it, Estelle still bearing Sandra's scars from her recent brutal sexual onslaught, Janine open mouthed Estelle warning her not to open her pandoras box and take her on. She also told her and Mysty had been best friends for a more than a few years through work, that tragic day making them inseparable, but one day hoping she would find some younger, who could care for her properly, Estelle looking for someone older and more mature for herself, but she would not ditch Mysty over just anyone, her recovery too important for the family, for now they had invested far too much in the last two years, her apartment turning into the family home for a long time. But everyone was happy and honest with themselves which was helping everything along, Mysty's care and recovery the family focus, and then she would see once all that was out of the way, she adores her true, but the long term life partner as Sandra and Ned hoped she would be for her was not on her chart of things to do with her life.

Estelle's phone started buzzing, her getting up and running to answer it patting Janine on the arm as she left her to her breakfast, it was Alana Regina, inviting her to see some art works that were going on display, and she was available for a meet and greet, giving her the address and the time apologizing for the short notice. Estelle ran back to the kitchen telling her to enjoy her breakfast, calling out for Sandra, her voice in response from upstairs, Estelle bolting up the stairs to find her as Mysty rolled into the kitchen, finding Janine having her breakfast, but willing to chat, her giving Mysty a hug and a soft kiss asking how she was doing and if she needed anything, them chatting while Janine made her a smoothie which Mysty tasted then shivered in delight over loving the flavour, the chill of it making her drink it slowly while they chatted, the drink a point of focus and fresh interest, Janine taking some time to get to know her, finishing her breakfast then making herself a vanilla mocha in a huge soup mug she found in the cupboard, taking Mysty back to the lounge for some cards and a relaxing morning of chat and mental awareness therapy, her going through some memory recall exercises with the uno cards, her rehab skills sharp as a tack making some notes on a portfolio Sandra had given her on some areas that could use some work, Mysty loving her company, Janine getting her from her chair onto the couch, allowing her to cuddle up to her as she read to her from Alice In Wonderland, Mysty absorbed in her company, and snuggling up to her, loving her youthful company, someone more her own age, finding an immediate connection with her, her soothing relaxing voice in her ears as she settled down with her on the couch soon falling asleep in her arms, Janine flicking the tv on to the Belaric Cafe channel, the soft music filling the room and she stretched out to get comfortable, Mysty wrapping herself around her lost in her company.
Janine's care and affection carrying her off to sleep after the early morning activity in the pool which although fun had tired her out, the music adding to the peaceful environment, Estelle running down the stairs then stopping realising Mysty was asleep in Janine's arms on the couch, Estelle tiptoeing up to her for a hug and a kiss, telling her she was going out to an appointment, and to stay as long as she wished, Sandra was just upstairs if she needed anything, smiling at Mysty who was making soft noises as she slept in Janine's arms, Estelle commenting she had made a new friend, Janine telling her she was so sweet, making little snoring noises, and for her to go have some time out and get out for a while, she would call Sandra if she needed anything.

Estelle showered then dressed in formal business attire, doing herself up for a morning of art and a welcome break from the house, then came out taking Janine's hand and kissed it then gave her a soft passionate kiss on her mouth, her exotic perfume filling Janine's senses, telling her she had an invitation to an art display, some works she would most likely buy for the house to brighten it up and would be back later as Sandra quietly padded down the stairs asking Janine if she needed anything, smiling at Mysty wrapped up in her arms snoring away happily, Sandra attending to the kitchen and laundry, a hug and generous, sensual kissing from Estelle before she left, Sandra was so soft, Estelle commenting that Ned had no idea what he was missing out on, Sandra telling her to get out before she got out her riding crop and tied her to her bed for some fun, Estelle running for the door to escape, laughing at them both as she left.

Sandra set the laundry to dry then made herself a coffee and sat with Janine chatting about Mysty's progress, Janine offering her the notes she was making picking up on some finer points to freshen up her mental therapy, telling Sandra she was impressed by the family environment, Sandra admitting if it wasn't for Estelle, for one, Mysty wouldn't be here, and there was no way her and Ned could work at or sell the tavern to care for her full time, this frightening family near death experience leaving them in a bind, Estelle taking on the responsibility of their lifeline them both indebted to her forever, Sandra aware she wanted older more mature company, her and Mysty more best forever friends than lovers, and they adored her for her commitment and care not to mention her financial investment in the family to keep it together, Mysty's welfare the highest priority, giving up working full time, great at her job with fantastic career prospects in business and professional services, highly qualified and experienced, but happy to care for the family in any way she could, Sandra welling up with tears, shaking her head as Janine apologized for upsetting her and they chatted more enjoying each other's company, Janine asking how long she could stay, Sandra telling her as long as she liked, as they all wanted to get to know her better, Mysty needing someone her own age for company and some stern nursing care wouldn't go astray, but she was under no obligation, them all grateful for her time, attention and care.

Estelle arrived at the address on the business card to find it a bar and grill, everyone's eyes on her as she entered, her business suit sticking out among the other casual diners and bar patrons, her ordering a vanilla mocha, a waitress coming over to her inviting her to follow her to a table she couldn't see when it was made, Alana Regina getting up from her seat extending her hand to her as she arrived, thanking the waitress and shaking hands with Alana, her beauty standing out, Estelle unable to keep her eyes off her, she was stunningly beautiful, well dressed and with an exotic accent in her voice possibly french. Alana offered for her to sit and properly introduced herself explaining her work in freelance photography and art, an honours graduate in the fine arts from two of the best universities as well as a bachelor in small business operations and finance degree, maybe in her early thirties, Alana asking her how she got her card. Estelle explained her story of seeing some beautiful art in the hospital noticing the pieces changed every so often, her looking at them for the two years she was a visitor there and taking her card from a few of them, interested in purchasing some for her home, as hers needed changing up to brighten the place up. She mentioned the ones she liked and the reason behind her interest in them, also interested in having some family portraits done, and having some older photos touched up and blown up for hanging up as there were none of the family anywhere, Sandra and Ned maybe having some at home.

Alana invited her for lunch and they chatted over it getting to know each other, Estelle interested in her work and admiring her level of professionalism, the two women having much in common in business and professional services. Alana worked from a portrait studio not far away where she could have a look over her work and listings of other pieces she was able to order, some notable artworks in her own personal collection, Estelle interested in looking over her studio and artwork. With lunch over, they left, it only a short walk to her office, the entrance an unbranded plainly rendered doorway, protected from entry by a strong mesh gate and concertina screen, the entrance light coming on as they went through the screen into a short hallway then up a long flight of stairs to the first floor, the building a two storey commercial studio, wedged between other commercial offices, peaceful and quiet, soft music playing in the background as Alana led her into her office then through another door into a spacious well lit room, it reminded her of an old dance school she attended as a child, the beautifully decorated suite with bold colours, and cherry blossom screens partitioning off various art works, hangings of light cloth abstract art hanging from ceiling to the dark coloured polished timber floor, the rows or ornate windows letting in plenty of natural light, no sounds from the street below due to the double uv glazing coatings, streams of light fabric blinds across the window wall filtering the light, the atmosphere serene, giving Estelle a sense of tranquility, a lovely Japanese landscape with fields, cherry trees and Mt Fuji in the background adorning a large wall space under soft lighting, Alana explaining she did it from a photograph she had taken on a high speed train, the shot taking several attempts to get right. The photo was A2 sized on an art easel in front of the wall painting, Alana explaining it had taken her over a year to finish, painstakingly recreating the photograph in pencil drawing first, Estelle was floored in amazement at her ability to reproduce to exact colours in the image she had captured with her camera.

Near the end of the room was a partitioned off space, fitted with a portrait stool in a tray that was slightly recessed into the floor, under soft lighting, an array of cameras pointing at it, the back wall draped with various streams of delicate material hangings, Alana inviting Estelle to take a seat and make herself comfortable, her various cameras going off from different angles, flash umbrellas adjusting the light as Alana moved between the cameras, taking various photos of Estelle, asking her to sit this way or that and change her posture looking this way into this camera, or at this painting over here, and telling her what she thought about it. Alana approached up close to her, her perfume alluring a light flash meter in her hand, pressing the remote key and posing with Estelle, as several shots were taken then adjusting her suit, her soft hands opening her jacket, her hands running over her silk shirt, touching her softly then running her hand over her pleated suit skirt shifting it to expose some of her stocking clad thigh, smiling at her and tilting her chin, touching her face and hair, a finger lightly touching her lips, cheek and her neck making Estelle shiver at her bold electrifying touch and exotic presence near her, Alana was oozing sex appeal, Estelle wondering where she had been all her life, a fascinating creature surely born of the gods.

Alana brought over a small table draped in red velvet with a silver tray holding fake fruit and a wine chiller, asking if she liked Rose' offering Estelle a chilled glass of heavenly tasting french wine, and she joined her bringing another stool over and sat with her, her remote key setting off the cameras at random, as they chinked glasses and drank, Alana switching her glass to her other hand then shifting up close to Estelle taking her hand in her lap, caressing her fingers in her hand asking her to look up at a light then at the painting over there, telling her what she thought of it taking more photos, then asked her what her favourite lingerie brand was noting her fine silk stockings and getting the brand right, Estelle feeling the sexual tension and energy between them, asking Alana how the remote key worked on the various cameras, Alana explains how she worked each one then she undid her jacket revealing just lingerie underneath her body curves amazing, her breasts and cleavage very enticing under her all black sheer underwear, sheer bra, wrap around half corset with eight stocking straps, tall silk butterfly stockings, she lifted one leg, the split skirt falling away as she draped her leg over Estelle, who was frozen in her seat and shaking slightly, Alana taking her hand and asking her to relax, Estelle asking after a few moments if she could innocently taste her, Alana turning her head teasing her with her nose and lips, then softly kissed her mouth, Estelle in heaven over her soft mouth, her tongue teasing her lips, her cameras going off, the hot kiss captured in 1200 shutter speed from every angle, Alana moving her hand to Estelles cheek, pressing her mouth against her more firmly, then parting from their kiss, sipping more wine, Estelle in heaven over the unexpected photo shoot, Alana asking if she could call her again and take her to dinner one night, Estelle nodding unable to speak.

Alana got up after a while and removed her jacket and slipped out of her skirt, leaving it where it fell, telling Estelle this was a pre-casting shoot, just to get the feel of her, her wanting to capture her soul on film to produce the best shots of her possible, some photos close ups, some full portraits from various angles and lighting effects, the shoot taking over an hour, Alana telling her she would make a great lingerie model for her as she adjusted her cameras, her overall looks and curves just right for soft sex modelling telling her women's magazines paid handsomely for the right photos to show off their collections on gorgeous professional women, Alana able to get the best out of every photo of her. She took a coat off a hook near the door and slipped it on, everything still visible underneath it, then took Estelles hand leading her from the stool asking if she had anything else she wanted to see, her browsing through some art and photo books on a long bench under the windows, Estelle picking out some things she liked, Alana explaining the origins of the pieces as she handled her body gently, caressing and touching her through her clothes and underwear in places looking for reactions, Estelle taking her time to go over some lingerie shoots in another book, parting her legs, as Alana slipped a hand into her knickers softly playing with her between her legs, loving the feel of her responses to her touch, Alana detailing the women in the photos, all in amazing designer lingerie, the effects of lighting and posture creating the desire to buy some for wear, Estelle closing her eyes and letting her fondle her gently between her legs, the sensations of her gently fingering her soaking wet folds and slipping inside her feeling her hard lady bump, teasing her, making Estelle weak at the knees and shake eventually breaking from her contact and thanking her for her time, Alana buttoning up her jacket and straightening her skirt up, sucking on her fingers, enjoying the sweet taste while looking her up and down with approval, handing her an envelope from her desk as she showed her out into the hall, asking her to take care on the stairs, telling her to call her any time and the doors would automatically lock on her way out. They shook hands as they parted company, Estelle reeling at the last hour of her life, and she made her way out into the street, buzzing with excitement at the amazing person she had just met and was sure to see again.

She opened the envelope, that smelled of Alana's perfume when she returned to her car, it was overcast and starting to rain, the sunshine of the morning gone, the air cooling in the early afternoon, Alana giving her a certified cheque for services rendered for one thousand dollars, and another card for a five hundred dollar formal and lingerie shoot for a guest with no expiry date, Estelle immediately thinking of Sandra in a wet look shoot in her best vintage and formal attire. She drove home, Sandra letting her borrow the car, filling it with high grade fuel on the way, still in a daze over her lunch and meeting with the exotic and enticing Alana, the woman of her dreams and fantasies, texting her when she got home, thanking her for time and amazing generosity followed by love hearts and kisses, telling her she was available for dinner whenever she wished, finishing the text off with a large lipstick kiss emoticon.

She let herself in the front door, Sandra and Janine still chatting with Mysty still snoring in her lap with Janine's arms around her stroking her arms gently, her free hand touching her face and hair, Mysty making soft noises as she slept, able to feel the sensations of her touch while sound asleep, Sandra and Janine laughing and giggling away watching her wriggle around on Janine's lap, mumbling softy in her sleep, Estelle overjoyed to see her like that as she entered the room, she then walked up to Sandra, and sat on the arm of the couch, placing her arm around her hugging and kissing her softly, Janine enjoying watching the contact between them, Estelle lingering over their soft kiss, still in a daze handing her the envelope, Sandra blushing over the power of her kissing her and asking her how the meeting went, Estelle looking through her in silence, her thoughts elsewhere, Sandra asking her to explain the cheque and the card after reading them both in surprise, Estelle finally able to respond, Cupid finding her right on target, her words not coming out easily, filled with butterflies and her senses reeling as she recalled her meeting, Janine's mouth agape, Sandra blushing again holding her hands, Estelle was shaking, telling her of her photo shoot and Alana's exotic character and personality, Janine listening and shaking her head, Sandra getting up when she finished it and sat her on the couch, pouring her a long Rose' from the kitchen and returning to her, helping her take a long drink from it, her arm around her shoulders, her free hand touching her face and hair, Estelle trembling as she spoke of her studio and the wall mural of Mt Fuji, Alana taking a year to recreate it from a photo, Estelle shot right through her heart head over heels in love at first sight.

Estelle drained her glass then went off to her bedroom to change, deciding on the spot at the last second to take a cool shower in her clothes, soaking herself throughly, then she slumped to the floor a toy in her hand teasing herself, recalling Alana's voice and movements moment by moment, her thoughts making her dizzy, as she toyed herself fully dressed and soaking wet on the shower floor, turning the buzz up a few notches, pulling her knickers up tightly cumming on her toy, spraying into her knickers, covering herself in edible scented body wash, keeping herself on edge, her body on fire for Alana, releasing her bladder as she sat there, smothered in body wash, toying herself through her knickers, her rippling orgasm lasting minutes under the cold shower then she turned the shower handle to the hand held, stuffing it down her silk shirt as she masturbated, cumming hard more than once, her head dizzy with pleasure, her body tingling all over, wetting herself again and squirting once more as she removed the toy, thumbing her swollen clit, cumming again in sexual bliss, removing her knickers and using them as a scrub, covering her clothes and body in more body wash, then relaxing holding the shower head over herself to rinse everything off, undressing as she went until she was naked, her clothes and underwear in a pile in the corner, her energy spent, a lot of tension burned up in the thirty minutes she was in there, Sandra coming in to see if she was ok, down on her knees in the shower with her, Estelle looking up at her, spraying her with the shower head making Sandra squeal, telling her to stop, Estelle laughing uncontrollably, telling Sandra she was OK, Sandra now also fully dressed in the shower soaking wet, Estelle making sure she wasn't dry from head to toe, shoving the shower head into her shirt and letting it go, Sandra eventually turning the water off, undressing fully then picking Estelle from the floor and dragging her from the shower, drying her off then throwing her into her bed, then drying herself off, slipping into a bath robe, cursing Estelle lovingly for getting her soaking wet.
She went to the laundry and set it to fast wash, then ran upstairs to dress into something casual, returning a short time later, Estelle casually dressed and out in the lounge, walking around in zombie mode, unable to focus herself on anything, Sandra walking her over the other couch and firmly sitting her down, waving her hand in front of her face, her gaze unresponsive, still lost over Alana, Sandra laughing to herself that someone could have such an effect on her.

Janine was getting uncomfortable, needing to get up for the bathroom and have a stretch, she also needed to get going soon, with an early start in the morning, back to work, having enjoyed a night and day in the family's company and relaxing, something there wasn't much time for, those valuable moments precious in her days in nursing. She called out to Sandra to help her move Mysty so she could get up, her partly waking up, Sandra helping to carry her to her bed, hoping she didn't wake up, her morning playtime exhausting her body, Mysty rolling over back to sleep the moment the covers were over her, Sandra closing the door softly so she could sleep undisturbed, Janine glad to be getting up and having a stretch and a walk around, asking Sandra if there was anything she could do before she left.

Sandra waved her off, handing her a bag with her clothes clean and ready to wear to work the next morning, Sandra also giving her a fridge box of fresh roast and salad to take home as there were plenty of leftovers from the day before, seeing Janine to the door and out to her car, giving her a big hug, the two of them kissing and wrapping each other up, Sandra grateful for her time and care, looking forward to seeing her again the next evening, waving Janine out the gate then going back to the chores of the day, checking in on Estelle who was still staring into space on the couch.

She put the laundry out to dry when the wash cycle was finished then called the tavern to see if Ned needed help with anything to find he was just finishing up and would be home shortly, her mind on Estelle soaking her in her shower, feeling the need for a quick wet and messy moment herself before Ned got home, putting the idea out of her head, then running upstairs for a quick clothed shower, stopping before getting in, thinking she might wait for Ned to get home, hoping they could get up to something upstairs while Estelle was in dreamland and Mysty was asleep, she was feeling aroused and in the mood for some good sex with her husband, all the female sexual tension taking its toll on her, wanting a seriouslygood banging on her bed while fully dressed, one of her favourite things she enjoyed with Ned, hoping he was in a good mood when he got home, her thoughts on the card Estelle had given her with an invitation for a photo shoot in her private studio.

She dressed in his favourite dress and underwear, it usually sparking something in him when he found her in it, her excitement and anticipation building, her knickers quickly getting wet as her sexual tension began to boil over, and she ran around quickly clearing up the house and dishes, checking the bathrooms, spraying on his favourite perfume then waited for him to get home, hearing the gate open and his car park nearthe house, noticing that Janine had left with fresh flowers and a bottle of Sandra's favourite Rose' in hand, and he quietly let himself in to find Sandra at the door waiting for him in her sexiest vintage underwear and best button up dress, everything underneath visible, making him smile as he entered the house handing her the flowers her had bought her, kissing her softly sensing her desire the moment they touched, looking around to see that all was at peace.

Estelle had returned to her room, crashing out on her bed fast asleep, leaving Sandra and Ned blissfully alone for a change, Sandra taking Ned to the kitchen, vasing her flowers and pouring them a long glass of wine each, Ned helping her up onto the bench then unbuttoning her dress in the manner she liked, his hands on her stocking clad thighs, Sandra almost begging him to take her on the spot, wrapping around his wife and kissing her passionately driving Sandra wild with the desire for sex, lusting for him to take her and pound her with his generous manhood, Ned making up a wine chiller and inviting her upstairs, as it started to rain outside, him making it home just before the weather broke; the radar showing showers for the evening, his hand to her soaking wet knickers, her musky scent filling the room as her fondled and teased her with his fingers, his own arousal rising, happy to find her ready to go as he gently massaged her folds through the soaking wet silky material then he opened her dress above her waist leaving it done up at the top, his hands over her midriff then higher, over her bra taking her breasts in his hands, her hard nipples between his fingers and thumb, teasing them by pinching and pulling on them, Sandra in heaven, him doing exactly as she had hoped, putting her on the moon.

Sandra pulled down her bra unable to wait for him to do it himself her arms then around his shoulders, her fingers through his hair as he softly mouthed them, Sandra shaking, her legs quivering under his touch, her breathing heavy, their foreplay setting her on fire, Ned then lovingly went down on her through her soaking wet knickers, lapping at her wetness, sucking her into his mouth, teasing her with his tongue, Sandra tensing up almost exploding as Ned stopped, sensing her climax, not wanting to finish her too soon, stopping and kissing her passionately, Sandra tasting herself on his mouth, desperately wanting him inside her and lusting for it, Ned teasing her on purpose, them draining their glasses then Ned lowered her to the floor, taking her upstairs then closing the door, throwing her onto the bed on all fours, Sandra's anticipation building and she came as he entered her fully from behind in the manner she loved, the sensation of him filling her with his hot throbbing manhood making her orgasm on the spot, his hands grabbing at her dress and knickers as he rode her, increasing his rhythm until he was pounding her, Sandra face down into the pillows screaming with pleasure her hands knotted into the bedding, Ned slamming against her for all her was worth, stopping before cumming himself, and giving themselves a moment to catch their breath.

He threw her on her back, then fiercely growled her making her orgasm again, she was good for at least three, sometimes even five, and he entered her again gently fucking her this time, stopping after a while and taking her up from the bed to the bathroom, running the hot water and steaming up the room, he knew she did it alone many times, this time he would do it with her, and he ran the bath half filling it then pushed her into it rolling her onto her back then got in with her, Sandra amazed at his willingness to get wet and sexual with her in the same moment, he opened her dress then covered her in edible scented body wash massaging it into her transparent dress and black sheer underwear then he entered her again, the oversized bath easily accommodating them both, then resumed pounding her, splashing the soapy water everywhere, Sandra's fingers clasped around his supporting him, she was lying down in the bath up to her neck and her husband was pounding the daylights out of her, then he sprayed her all over again with the body wash, then sensing he was near he turned her over, pounding her hard until he tensed up and exploded deep into her, Sandra screaming out in delight as he filled her, making her contract down on him and orgasm, Ned slapping against her behind, drawing every lastdrop of himself into his wife, finally stopping his legs giving out, and her rolled her over and lay down on top of her kissing her passionately, the two of them shaking from one of their hottest sexual moments ever, Ned loving the sight of her fully dressed and soaking wet in the bath sloshing around, her slippery breasts popping out from her bra, it unable to contain them any longer, her desire quenched as she hoped it would be, them laughing and giggling as they lay there.

He got up to his knees after a while and pulled the plug, letting the water drain away then he helped her up and into the shower going down on her through her knickers again, tonguing her fiercely biting down and sucking strongly at her, giving her another fierce orgasm, keeping her on the edge and making it last minutes, propping her up, taking his time to finish heroff, satisfying her completely while undressing her, then himself, their clothes in a pile in the corner, them eventually getting out, invigorated by the experience, Ned satisfied he had pleasured his wife out of her mind, knowing for a long time she wanted to explore such things with him, this moment long overdue, Sandra beside herself with joy, Ned taking her by surprise, somehow aware of what she desperately wanted, without her speaking of it for a long time.

They dried each other off then dressed, their clothes into the wash basket, Sandra taking them downstairs for washing. They ended up back in the kitchen, Ned surprising her again with a toy in his hand, sliding it into her through her knickers, he knew she liked that and turned it up a few notches, making her shake and moan in delight, then he took it out pulling her knickers out then slid it back in turning it down, placing her knickers over it and pulling them up tight, engaging her clit with the tail sensor, Sandra covering her mouth with a tea towel, screaming out into it as she shuddered, another orgasm ripping through her from deep within, the sensation making her dizzy, Ned helping her to the floor kissing her, and holding her to himself tightly, Sandra overcome with her emotions crying and laughing her powerful orgasm ripping her to shreds and lingering before letting her go, Ned removing the toy and washing it, happy that Sandra was a disheveled mess on the floor then he turned her over and entered her again, slowly and carefully, building up his rhythm until her came again deep into her, Sandra exploding again, a shaking, shivering mess by now, having had the sex of her life in an hour, her body ravaged by it, finally turning over and sitting on the floor, slowly getting her breath and composure back, twice astonished in one day by Ned's sexual behaviour towards her.
Ned put himself away then sat with her on the floor, offering her another glass of Rose' which Sandra drained asking for another, laughing and giggling with him, her mind blown by what he had done to her in the last hour, as Estelle walked into the kitchen half asleep almost tripping over them, yawning and asking them what on earth they were doing on the floor, Sandra laughing at her, never you mind, offering her a Rose' to wake herself up, picking herself up off the floor, Ned concealing the toy in his pocket, Estelle not having seen it, nor smelling the tell-tale musky sex essence that filled the room, her own sexual desires at rest after her explosive session in her shower, Ned asking her how her meeting went, Sandra stopping him mid-sentence, she would tell him later on, Ned now curious what had happened.

Sandra held out her hand, now more or less composed, Ned helping her to her feet, them returning upstairs to clean themselves up, Sandra showering in her knickers and Bra, Ned watching his wife enjoy herself clothed in the shower, drying himself off then changing again, returning downstairs to find something to eat as he had missed lunch. Sandra couldn't help herself, soaping up her fresh bra and knickers, masturbating under the shower, cumming alone one more time fully satisfied then got out, dried and dressed, in heaven over her afternoon sex with her husband, Ned surprising her twice in one afternoon, and putting her on the moon with pleasure.

Continued with Episode 2.