I work in an office with some very nice people.  Yes, we have our busy body, Agnes.  Agnes slithers through the hall with her cup of coffee, just looking for gossip.  And if you ask her, she is the busiest son of a bitch in the entire company. 

Bert, Frank, and I have become very good buddies.  We love the outdoors.  We also love stopping at Michael’s Pub on Friday after work.  Barbara the bartender is amazing.  Even when the place is busting at the seams, you never have an empty glass.  This is where it all started.

The guys and I were having our Friday beer and burger and a guy we had seen in there quite often came over to the table.  We had no idea what he wanted.

“Hi, my name is Eric Preston.  Pardon my eavesdropping, but I have heard you fellas talk about loving the outdoors.  I wanted to ask if you would take that love and help with a few community projects."

Bert asked, “What type of projects do you have in mind?”

“Our group goes to different places to clean it up.  Like an old cemetery is overgrown, we make it look presentable.  We do the same for people who can’t keep up their property.  This way, the county can’t give them a summons or a fine.  We get together once or twice a month.  I choose a property and let the group know.  We meet on a Saturday morning and spruce it up.  We could use a few new members.”

“Eric, that sounds like a good idea,” I said.  "Will the group be going out this Saturday?”

“Yes.  We are going to work on the old Parker’s Cemetery just outside the city limits.  It needs a lot of work.   We have gas and electric equipment.  The man that started this, Tony Simpson is a former Navy man.  He has a flatbed attached to his pickup with a generator you could run a house on.  Someone called him Admiral once, and it stuck.”

Frank and I said we would be there and bring any implements we had.  Eric was grateful for the extra help.  He said Parker’s was going to be quite a bit of work. 

Saturday morning arrived with a beautiful sunrise.  A good sign of a good day.  I arrived wearing my best attire.  A few more rips in the tee shirt and it would be a goner.  Frank showed up trying to outdo me.  He just had to wear his threadbare jeans.  Eric introduced us to the group, and we got to work. 

A girl named Julie and I took on the south side. The overgrowth was so bad, we just started at the roadside and the south end of the cemetery.  Occasionally we would stop to rest and have a casual conversation.  Julie is a pretty girl and very charming.  She had a certain sensual look about her.  Things were going well until I stepped into a deep hole I did not see.  I knew I had broken my leg.  I sat on the ground, my leg in the hole, and my four-letter description of my plight brought Julie, quite a timid girl, to my rescue.   

“Terry, do you think your leg is broken?” she asked.

“Julie, I am sure it is.  There is a searing pain going through my leg.  I don’t think you are going to pull my two hundred twenty pounds out of this hole.  I think you should get Frank and someone else.”

I had to laugh to myself.  When Julie turned to get help, she told me to stay put.  But it was difficult to laugh.

Frank and the Admiral showed up and pulled me from the hole.  It hurt like hell.  The Admiral told Julie to call 9-1-1 for an ambulance.  Julie kept looking at me as her eyes welled up with tears.  She sat with me, while Frank went to the roadside to show the medics where to go.  The Admiral used his knowledge to straighten my leg and gave the driver a card to charge. 

Julie walked alongside me, smiling, and holding my hand for reassurance.  She asked the ambulance driver if she could go with me and the driver agreed.  She sat in the seat looking at me smiling and wiping tears from her eyes.

Two hours later, Julie came into my hospital room to find me sitting up with my left leg suspended in the air.  She let out a quiet gasp and stood there for a minute.  I don’t think she has seen anyone with their leg in a plaster cast at a ninety-degree angle to their body.

“I can go to the canteen and get a hot cup of coffee for you,” she offered.

“Julie, you are so sweet.  Thank you.  And I will take you up on the coffee.”

Julie came to see me every day.  Sometimes she would bring something she made.  She would stay with me most of the day.  I was falling for this pretty, loving girl.  I wondered what her feelings or intentions were.

It was bound to happen.  She was getting ready to leave and she was standing by the bedside.  I felt as though she was leaving but stalling for some reason.  I thought to myself, now is as good a time as any.   Julie was close enough, so I reached for her as I sat up in bed and kissed her gently on her lips.  When we parted, her eyes were still closed and there was a blush on her cheeks.  She smiled and bent over to kiss me.  When she did, I could hear her gently panting.  I put my arms around her as best as I could, and she did the same to me while we kissed. 

“Terry, I couldn’t help myself.  I have been attracted to you since the beginning.  You are a very handsome man.  Please don’t laugh, but I think I’m in love with you.”

“Julie, I feel the same way.  You are so feminine and attractive.  I was enamored by you the first time I saw you.  When I am rid of this damn cast, I want to take you to dinner.  I am going crazy about you.”

Talk about killing the mood, and the obvious swelling that was occurring, in walks the doctor.  We traded the usual greetings, while he looked at my chart.  His expression was not encouraging.

“Mr. Landstrum, I think it will be a few more days before the cast can be removed, and we fit you for a walking cast.  You have broken your ankle and have a compound fracture of your tibia.  From your last set of x-rays, your healing is coming along quite well.  I expect you to have a full recovery.  When we release you, you may want to have someone to help you for a few days.  I see you have someone quite capable of caring for you while you finish your recovery.  I’ll check back in a couple of days.”

“Doctor, before you leave.  Would you prescribe my care after my release from here?  I want to be sure I have the right care for my leg and ankle to heal properly,”

Julie was looking at me smiling.  The doctor looked at her, smiled, and said, ”I think I have the perfect solution."

The following day, Julie came to the hospital just as she had since my admission.  This time bearing chocolate cookies and a hot cup of coffee.  Julie doesn’t play fair.  She handed me the cookies and gave me a soft kiss.  But she was looking sad.

“What’s wrong Julie?  You look sad.”

“Terry, I don’t know if I can care for you when you leave here.  I have to move.  The furnished house I’m renting is being sold.  I don’t know where I am going to wind up.  But I want you to know I love you very much.”

“Julie, wait.  I don’t want you to go anywhere.  I want you here with me.  Sit tight for a minute.”

I got my phone and called Michael’s.  Barbara answered the phone.

“Barbara, are any of the guys there?  Have one of them call me before you serve them.  They’ll know is serious.”

“Terry, what are you doing?”

“I haven’t figured out a way to ask you, but now I have it.  I want you to move in with me.  I love you Julie and I want us to be together.  I just didn’t know how to ask you.”

The phone rang, it was Frank.  “Frank, can you get the guys together on Saturday and meet at Julie’s?  Her landlord is selling the house from under her.  If you can help with any packing or whatever, move her into my place.  Put everything in the second bedroom.  I’ve gotta run, the doctor is coming in.”

It wasn’t the doctor.  It was Julie’s hand rubbing the inside of my right leg.  Occasionally, she would lightly use her nails when she was nearing my balls.  Finally, I felt her soft hand wrap around my balls.  She was softly massaging them and making me insane.  She looked at me with an expression I had never seen before.  Her soft eyes, her blushing cheeks, she was running her tongue over her red lips.

Julie used her index finger to tease the tip of my already aching cock.  When she wrapped her fingers around me, I almost came.  Julie had just enough pressure on my pulsing cock as she pumped it with her soft hand. 

She stood next to the bed and raised her tee shirt.  I could see her hard nipples through the shirt before she lifted it.  Julie stood on the rails of the bed, bent toward me, and held my head to her breast.  I sucked her and licked her hard nipple.  She was firmly stroking my cock. 

Julie pulled her breast away from me, threw the cover from me, and started sucking my swollen cock. She grabbed my wrist and put my hand on her breast.  I was fondling her breast and pulling her nipple as she sucked my cock.  She was demanding that she swallow my cum and have her climax from my fondling.

She continued sucking me and began to use her hand to add to my arousal.  That was all I could take.  I erupted and Julie did not let a drop escape her hungry mouth.  At the same time, she started to moan and suck harder.  She was climaxing. 

When I pulled on her nipple it aroused her even more.  She released my cock from her mouth but would not let it go.  She was panting and moaning but she held my hand on her breasts.  She was squeezing my hand so I would squeeze her breasts as she finished her climax.

 Julie laid her head on my stomach while she recovered.  I could feel her warm cheeks and pearls of sweat on her face.  I reached down and pulled her face to mine.  I moved over as much as I could.  Julie crawled in next to me.  We kissed a soft romantic kiss and then she laid her head on my shoulder. 

I said, “I love you, Julie.” And she said, ”I love you, Terry.” 

We lay there holding each other.  The voice in the PA system said visiting hours were over.  Julie and I only held each other tighter.

Wednesday morning came, and Julie was earlier than usual.  She was as bright and chipper as the morning sun.

“Good morning, Terry.  How did my man sleep last night?”

“Thanks to you, Julie, I spent most of the night comatose.  You had me going insane.”

Then she said, “I have to get back to the house this morning, Baby.  I’m sorry.  Bert called this morning and said the gang would be there Friday after work, to help finish the packing, and Saturday at eight sharp the move was going to happen. I need to get things going.  By the way, Frank said you picked a perfect time to move me when you were getting twenty-four-hour attention.  And guess what, The Admiral is bringing a group to help with the move.”

“Julie, please have them put your things in the second bedroom.  That room will be our extra room.  I want you with me in our bedroom.”

Julie stood there looking at me for a moment.  Her expression didn’t change, but tears slowly made their way down her cheeks.  She came over to me and held me sobbing.

“No one has ever loved me like this, no one.  Terry, I am so thankful for you, and your love for me.  I wish you didn’t have to break your leg for us to be so close.”

“Julie, I would do it all over again,” I said.

They released me from the hospital, and everyone was there.  They stood there with balloons, confetti, soda the whole works.  In the middle of it was Julie. Standing there smiling and crying with a happy face.  It’s amazing how many friends a person has.

The procession left the hospital and ended at my apartment.  Everyone followed Julie and me into the apartment.  This girl is amazing.  She had a place for me to sit with my leg up, as directed.  All kinds of appetizers and crackers.  Even Barbara from Michael’s chipped in with the beer.  Everyone had a wonderful time.

The party was ending.  Everyone helped put things in the fridge and clean up.  It made me very humble.  Bert and Frank were the last to leave.  They shook my hand and kissed Julie on her cheek.  She hugged them as they left. 

Julie looked at me smiling.  “You have a lot of good friends.  You’re a good man Terry Landstrum.  Solid, strong, and loving.  I am lucky to be the girl you have chosen.  But I think it’s time you got some rest.  You have had a busy day.”

I had my walking boot on, but Julie was making sure her presence was necessary for my well-being.  And God knows it was.  She walked me to bed and had me sit down gently.  She removed my boot and helped me remove my sweatpants.  Then she removed my tee shirt and gently picked up my leg to move it on the bed. 

Julie then started to remove her top.  She stood there for a minute with her bra and shorts.  She removed her shorts and stood there.  She turned around and unfastened her bra.  She turned around again holding her bra in place so her beautiful breasts were still not visible.  Without notice, she let her bra drop to the floor.  Now, I’m staring at two of the most beautiful D-cup breasts I have ever seen.

Julie crossed her arms across her chest and gave me a coy smile.  She looked down with a sheepish, blushing smile.  She lifted her eyes, just enough to catch mine and run a shock of sex through my body. 

She started to lower her pastel panties but stopped short of her pubic mound.  She turned around and slowly one hip at a time pushed her panties over her hips.  The closer she pushed her panties to the floor, the more her sexual openings were visible.  But I was not to have them yet.

She slithered on top of me, sitting on my chest.  She was holding my face in her hands and rocking her pelvis against my sternum.  Julie took my hands and put them on her butt.  She bent over to kiss me, then moved so her breast was in my mouth. 

She was breathing heavily as I sucked her breast.  I heard her whisper suck them baby, and it was driving me crazy.  She shifted and pushed her other breast into her mouth whispering suck it harder.  I did and I could feel droplets of sweat beading up on her torso. 

“Terry, you are going to make me cum, then I am going to make you explode deep inside of me.”

Julie turned around to offer her dripping pussy for me to lick and suck.  I wasted no time sucking her wanting lips into my mouth.  Her sexual scent was intoxicating.  I licked from the top of her vulva to the bottom and then licked to separate her labia.  I continued to lick every part of her opening and Julie started to moan. 

I locked her legs in my arms and buried my face in her pussy, licking and sucking as much as I could. With her legs unable to escape, I locked my mouth and tongue on her clit.  As I sucked her vaginal lips my tongue flicked her hard clit with a rapid attack.  Julie had no choice but to relent to my oral attack.

She was panting and moaning.  She started to inhale sharply and waited and then exhaled.  She pressed her lips against my mouth and grabbed my stiff cock.  I reached around and grabbed Julie’s breasts.  Her moaning was growing louder.  When I pulled her nipples and twisted them Julie’s orgasm flowed from her warm opening.  Under her moaning, I could hear her say, yes, yes.

Julie pulls her sex sleeve away from my mouth and laid on my chest.  Her panting and sexual mumbling continued for a few minutes.  She pushed herself from my chest and turned to look at me.

“OH, God.  I thought I was having a heart attack.   Terry, what you do to me.  I’m exhausted.  I was supposed to make you feel this way.”

“I just loved the woman I love.”

“Now, my man.  It’s my turn."

Julie positioned herself between my legs.  She lowered her head, so my balls were just where she wanted them.  I felt her tongue gently licking them and then a subtle nipping of my sack.  Using her tongue, Julie pulled my balls into her mouth.  She had a way of sucking my balls and using her tongue to massage them at the same time.  I wanted to grab her head and shove my balls down to her tonsils. But she released them before I could grab her.

Julie moved over my aching cock.  She wrapped her hand around it and began a slow hand job.  It felt wonderful.  Every so often, she would slide the head between her wet pussy lips, just to make me insane.  She was in complete control.  I wasn’t going to be in her until she wanted it in her. 

A few more strokes then a few more times to have it slip between her lips, then she guided my aching shaft into her tight wet opening.  I groaned in ecstasy as her tight vaginal muscles gripped my shaft.  Julie began to slowly ride up and down on my cock.  She made certain that she stopped just before I popped out of her sex sleeve and then made the trip down again until she was sitting on my pelvic bone.  When she landed on my pelvis, she took time to rock back and forth and rub her clit on me. 

This went on for several minutes.  Julie then squatted with me inside her.  She started pumping her pussy up and down on my cock.  She started slow, but gradually increased her movements.  She was riding me hard and I was about to lose my mind.  I grabbed Julie’s hips and started slamming my shaft into her wanting pussy. 

Within seconds, I blasted her insides with an explosion of sperm.  Julie pushed down on my cock, and I shot another load into her.  She began pumping up and down again until she was sure I had nothing left in either one of my balls.

Julie raised and my limp cock slid from inside her.  She looked down at her victim and gave a sensual smile.  The next thing I knew, Julie had me in her mouth again.  She was sucking and licking to be certain, not one drop was left.  When she sucked my limp cock in her mouth, I pushed her head down.  Julie put her hands on top of mine to say, you are going nowhere.

It was one of my most wonderful feeling when Julie lay down next to me.  The shy girl I worked next to was a woman just waiting to make her grand appearance.  I wanted to go back to work on Friday, but she overruled that in no uncertain terms. 

Monday came, and Julie drove me to work.  She got my crutches and carried my briefcase.  When we walked into the office, everyone was there to welcome me back.  There were balloons and confetti and all kinds of snacks.  And of course, Agnes with her cup of coffee.