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Bret disconnected the call from one of the nursing floors telling her she had a new patient. Bret was a registered nurse and a Captain in the Air Force stationed at a Midwest military rehab hospital. She copied his name and room number into her computer then got up from her office chair and took her long, white lab coat from the hook on the back of the door. She pulled the coat on and looked at herself in the mirror on the back of door. The metal hooks on both her prosthetic arms were all that protruded from the sleeves. She was dressed in blue scrub bottoms and a blue t-shirt. Under the lab coat her prosthetic arms were on over the outside of the t-shirt. It acted as the "stump" sock. Her right, dominate, arm was gone along with most of the shoulder joint. There was a mechanical shoulder joint in its place and a plastic piece attached to it came down her front chest wall and around her breast to act as a stabilizer so the arm did not rotate off her shoulder when she used i

It was a typical sunny South African summer's day, wishing that i was anywhere but being trapped in an executive management meeting discussing strategy and operational targets. The voices around me seemed to drone on and on as all and sundry used the opportunity to shine a light on their particular brilliance and innovative ideas. I looked down from the 15th floor glass windows and could, in the distance, see a golf range and small dam - how i wished that i could just escape the corporate environment for one day and enjoy the warm sun on my face and the breeze blowing through my hair... That was when i saw her! She quietly joined the meeting, the junior HR manager who was identified to work with me during the establishment of a new integrated services business department. I have studied her CV and had discussions with her peers and colleagues and knew that she was a professional and driven young lady. I guess this was her "big break" to establish her reputation

Before we go married, my wife and I had a bit of a falling out, and we spent about 2 years apart. During this time she was with someone else. The following is an extract of a WhatsApp conversation between the two of us, which I saved, where she told me about her first time with him. Wife: "Do you really want to know?" Me: "Yes, I want to know. But I don't want to pressure you, if you are uncomfortable talking about it lets forget about it." Wife: "No, Its fine. I'll tell you." Me: "Cool, so when did it happen?" Wife: "About 3 months after we started dating." Me: "Aha, so tell me how it happened." Wife: "I pretended to be sick and stayed home, and when mommy went to work he came over." Me: "Who's idea was it?" Wife: "Mine." Me: "Really? Did you tell him you want to have sex?" Wife: "No. I just told him to come over so that we

Its only 8 a.m. And Jon is already hot. Its a Saturday and I am the only one that had to work. As I am driving the skid loader he cant help but think of the smoking hot blonde I seen next door the other day. Hopefully I will at least get to see her today. That would make this day so much better. Hopefully I can get finished up early. Its been a long week, maybe ill go get a massage after work. That would help me relax since I wont be home for another week. Holy shit. There is a smoking hot blonde but not the one I seen the other day. She is however going into the same house. Must be a daughter. They look a lot alike. I'm working away and when I look up the blonde is on her front porch. Im not sure where her daughter went but I like the view I'm seeing. Her long flowing hair that reaches the middle of her back. Not to mention the way her firm tits are pressing against her white sports bra. Instant hard on. I think I must have sweat in my eyes cause it looks like sh

After I'd spent time in Illinois and lost my virginity to the nympho next door whose Air Force hubby was in Germany, I went back home and renewed my acquaintance with an old girlfriend, Pam. Her parents and mine, I honestly believe, had ideas that she and I would end up married. Even though we liked each other a lot and had great times together, we really didn't see that in either of our futures. But it allowed us some leeway that we may not have had otherwise. So far, that hadn't included intercourse, although we'd gotten close to it once. One summer weekend her family and mine stayed at a lake cabin owned by my mother's boss. Pam and I were neck deep out in the lake. I came up behind her and pulled her to me. Nuzzling her ear, I ran my hands up and slipped them into her bikini top, kneading her breasts and tweaking her nipples. "Steve!" she exclaimed softly. "Our parents are on the porch! They'll see us!" "They can't see