One who understands - S01 E04

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One who understands - S01 E04

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Sleep came very slowly for Ed so he was jolted out of an exhausted slumber when Shirley slapped him awake in the middle of the night.

“Ow! What?”

“I’m hurting so bad. I need a massage. Now!” she whined. He could smell the whisky on her breath. No doubt with a Percocet chaser. The pain must be bad as she rarely climbed down the stairs into the basement. He’d have to carry her back to her room.

Ed sat up and got out of bed and prepared to lift her. Instead Shirley immediately laid down in his place. She allowed herself a secret moment to just absorb the feeling of his body heat from the mattress and his masculine scent on the sheets. Because of his size and weight they’d bought him a decent quality pillow top mattress years ago from a guy with a truck who had ‘found’ some mattresses.

“My back hurts so much!” she moaned.

He was still partially asleep so he started to rub her back through her nightie but she cursed at him and told him to remove it. She struggled to lift herself enough for him to lift up the nightie but he accidentally brushed the sides of her large breast as he pulled the garment up. His c--k immediately woke up and he cursed under his breath. He got her nightie off but he couldn’t see how hard Shirley’s nipples had become from his touch.

He put his hands on her back and began his deep muscle massage routine he had developed for her. She whimpered and moaned and cooed under his strong hands and his c--k got harder and more sensitive the more he touched the woman’s body. He had to sweep her ass length wavy brown hair from side to side so he could work unimpeded as he crossed her back. The ends of her hair tickled across her ass cheeks and she trembled with need. It had been a long time since she’d felt an intimate sexual touch of a man. The drugs in her system blunted the fact that the man touching her was related to her.

The pain shot through her again from her upper shoulders. She’d been struck in the spine just between the shoulder blades by a piece of suspended equipment being moved through the factory floor. That had been years before but her body had never recovered. The medical coverage was barely enough to cover the painkillers and she hadn’t been able to afford chiropractic care. It wasn’t in her health plan.

Ed was massaging on automatic as his sleepy brain dragged him back down. In his mind he was going over the material he’d read on spinal alignment. The body was just another machine to be repaired. He ran his thumbs up both sides of her spine and every time he felt a misalignment he’d push one side or the other or sometimes both. Her spine popped and creaked and Shirley was too stunned to speak. She was terrified at what he was doing but she couldn’t speak as the relief after every pop was immense. He reached the point where the main injury had taken place and there was a major misalignment. Before she could even squeak in protest he pressed hard and there was a loud crack. The intensity caused Shirley to pass out. Ed’s hands continued up on autopilot until he was sure every vertebrae was straight. He ran his thumbs back down her spine and everything felt right. His hands were on her ass and suddenly he was kneading them. His c--k got harder and harder until it was tenting his baggy shorts badly. He frowned and woke up again realizing he’d pulled Shirley’s panties down and he was rubbing her deep in the cleft of her ass. Her hips were rolling and she was moaning.

Shirley resurfaced with the most delicious feelings coming from down below. Then she realized she wasn’t in pain any more. None. It was completely gone. The delicious feelings were going away as Ed was realizing what he was doing. She was so close to having an o----m and she hadn’t had one in years. A decade at least!

“That’s helping make my pain go away! Keep doing that!” she growled desperately.

Ed’s hands twitched at the sound of her voice but they went back to squeezing and kneading her ass cheeks almost down to her p---y. She began to moan again but it sounded a little more frantic now. She exhaled noisily and her whole body shook. He throbbed painfully.

Shirley gasped and panted through her explosive o----m and when it had finally subsided she felt something pressing against her leg. She sat up and realized she still didn’t feel any pain. She looked down and saw the enormous bulge in Ed’s shorts.

“What the f--k is that?” she gasped.

“Nothing,” he mumbled, looking away.

“You dirty boy! Did you get a boner when you gave me a massage?” she hissed, not able to tear her eyes away.

“I’m sorry. I- I couldn’t stop it.”

“Take those off!” she said pointing to his shorts.

Ed’s eyes shot up to look at her flustered and reddened face which he mistook for anger. He slid his shorts down and his c--k bounced free.

Shirley gasped once more when it was exposed and she grabbed it with both hands. Ed gasped.

“You dirty, dirty boy! Getting a boner for your Aunt Shirley!” She was growling angrily but her hands were squeezing and stroking up and down.

Ed leaned back to pull away from her touch but she just started to stroke him faster in her tight grip. The sensations were flooding Ed’s mind and he moaned and shuddered as pleasure shot through him.

“You were thinking all kinds of nasty things about your Aunt Shirley weren’t you!” she said in a breathy voice, her eyes locked on her hands pumping his c--k so quickly now.

“Wait! Some- something’s happening… stop, I- oh! I can’t hold it-” Ed desperately tried to get Shirley to stop but she just went faster and used one hand to rapidly stroke the top three inches and the head.

“OH FU-” Ed began to yell before Shirley slapped a hand over his mouth.

Ed’s mind whited out as stream after stream of c-m exploded from him to splash over Shirley’s face, chin, neck and chest. When he came back to his senses he was leaning back on his elbows breathing hard. He looked at Shirley and saw she was covered in his c-m but she was no longer holding his c--k. Her mouth was open and she was trembling but he couldn’t read her expression. He thought she might just begin to scream at him but instead her voice was low and smooth.

“You are a wicked and dirty boy. Look what you’ve done to me!” She smeared her fingers in the c-m and rubbed it on her neck and chest. He wasn’t sure how that was making it less of a mess but her glassy eyes never left his. “I have to go clean up now. I want you to think about how wicked you were. How you are going to make it up to me. Such a dirty boy!”

“I’m sorry-” he began.

“No! I don’t want to talk about it. You won’t speak a word of this… wicked act to anyone. Do you hear me?” Shirley hissed quietly.

“Yes.”

Shirley stood up and wobbled a little. She wasn’t used to walking without being hunched over and her o----m was still with her. With her back to Ed she stroked a finger through a streak of his c-m and raised it to her lips and inside. She shivered at the taste as it brought back memories of the incredible sex she used to have. She left Ed’s bedroom with a final stern look back at him.

Ed was so distraught over what he’d just done he failed to realize that Shirley was able to walk all the way back to her room upstairs by herself.