Get Well.txt   M.F. cons romantic


                  Get Well
                  A FineHands story

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      The door closed with a slam. Startled I turned around and see you
there, lovely as always except for this time you are soaked from head to
toe. The dripping of water from your dress and the eves of the house is
puncuated with a loud sneeze from you. putting down the pan from the
stove top, I guess you left your umbrella at work. January rains are the
absolute worst, and this one seemed to have soaked you to the bone.
"This sucks." you exhale as another sneeze explodes from your nose.
"Come here sweetheart," I start, lets get you out of these clothes."

          Removing your coat and dress, I point you to the bathroom and
start to draw you a hot bath. You sit on the toilet and blow your nose
as the bath oils enter the cascading water. Unsnaping bra your breasts
spring free, and they seem to sigh with the release. The tub is now full
and the glistening bubbles shine in the candle light that I have lit for
you. As I turn to face you, you sit there with your hands between your
knees and look up into my eyes sadly. "I guess you are getting it bad
eh?" Taking your hand I lift you to your feet, pull your black thigh
high panties down and help you into the snapping bubbles.

        You groan as you slip beneath the waves and let the hot liquid
caress your aching muscles. Seeing that you are safe and relaxing, I
kiss you on the forehead and head for the kitchen to prepare you a cup
of hot chocolate. On my way there I stop and flick on the stereo, and
selecting a jazz CD, I start the music. The soft crooning of a saxaphone
drifts from the speakers and begind to fill the rooms with a relaxing
melody. Branford Marsalis...."Perfect" I think, "everything tonight has
to be for helping Lori feel better." After the hot chocolate is
steaming, I place a small shot of Godiva chocolate Liqueur into the cup
and take it into you. As I walk into the bathroom you glance at me and
smile for the first time tonight. "Thank you Fred, you always know how
to make my day." At that I lean down and kiss you, then place the cup in
your hands. You bring the cup to your lips and sip at the drink.
Bringing it back down it leaves a brown mark on your lip, and I grin at
the sight.

       "I think I'm finished now sweetheart." you say as you start to
get out of the water. The color has begun to flow back into your skin,
taking on the healthy color of a pale pink rose. Not wanting for you to
catch a chill I bring my heavy cotton robe about your shoulders.I laugh
at the stray bubbles from the bath that has clung to your nipples and
after hanging there for a moment drops to the rug. Bringing the robe
togeather around you we walk into the living room and I sit you before
the cracking fire.

        Sitting behind you I start to massage your shoulders. This
brings about a soft moaning almost like a contented kitten from you. My
fingers knead your flesh beneath the robe as the fire casts a warm glow
on your perfect skin. You turn your head around, kiss my cheek and ask
me for one of my massages. Never being able to refuse you anything,
(especially if I like it myself) I place a pillow on the rug by the
fireplace and lay you  face down. The saxaphone on the stereo hits a
high note as I slip the robe from your shoulders and lay it accross your
wonderfully curved ass.  I rub my palms togeather both for effect, and
so it will lesten the chance of them being too cold for your warm skin.
"just right I think" and lower them to your waiting neck. Your flesh
greets my fingers and welcomes them with its own soft warmth. My fingers
ply into your neck muscles digging deeply to find the knotted flesh.

            Slowly my fingers fan out around the back of your neck and
beneath both of your ears, rubbing gently, working your skin, drawing
small circles with each finger in it's place. Moaning in acceptance you
raise your arms and place your head on them, cradling it and leaving
your sides open. I take my hint now and lower my hands to your shoulder
blades feeling the comparison of bone and firm soft flesh on my finger
tips, then begin working your back muscles feeling all the kinks that
developed there softly unknot. Placing my thumbs on each side of your
spine and fanning my fingers accross to your sides, I knead the flesh
there. Feeling your skin makes me sigh also. Never have I seen such
perfect skin, so pliable, so willing to reach back and caress my fingers
in return for their hard work. Lower now I go to your lower back and the
top of your ass. This is an especially beautiful area of your body and
I lower my lips and place a kiss on the top of your ass. You make an
approving noise in return, and I give you a playfull lick at the top of
your ass crack, which brings a UUUUUMMMMMMM from you.

             I grasp a handfull of ass cheek in each palm and begin to
knead them. You have such a lovely ass that I give extra time to their
welfare and run my plying fingers round and round. Soon the unexpected
happens. I notice that wonderful famillar musky perfume which signals
your warmth. Opening your legs slightly I see that indeed moisture is
creeping from your folds. Your legs spread more, and you whisper, "Lower
darling, I need you." Not wanting to deny you anything that might make
you well, my fingers run betwen your legs and start to tickle you where
your outer lips meet your inner thighs. This causes your legs to close
quickly trapping my hand next to your damp pussy. "Ahhh" you gasp as my
captured hand makes good use of it's confinement and rubs up and down
your soft folds. With a moan your legs open again, and I place a finger
inside your lips. Feeling your wetness, and your heat I run my finger
down to the hidden pearl of your clit, and then back up to tickle once
again your anus.

             "Please take me." you growl, "I need you now" Not being one
to deny a sick person a wish I open my robe and your hand reaches back
and gives my cock a stroke. "Ooohh yes, I want it." Still lying on your
stomach you spread wide and I move in closer. My cock parts your lips,
and I slide it up and down in your moist heat feeling the nectar of your
loins greet my rod. When I think I have been lubricated enough, I push
slowly into your pussy. Having no part of that, you raise your ass
quickly and I am engulfed into you in an instant. "AAAAaaaahh"  we both
gasp instantly, to this day I swear that I have never had a feeling like
this. There has never been a pussy that felt like yours. Like we were
meant for each other. Two pieces of a puzzle which fit perfectly.
Quickly you lower your hips to the rug, and again up to meet me. You are
intent on creating as much heat as possible, wanting that fast orgasm.
Taking the hint I grasp your hips and pull you to me.

               Faster we move, feeling the heat build, the pressure
rise. You ass cheeks meeting my thighs, my balls swinging to the tempo
of our thrusts. Soon I feel the contractions I know all too well inside
of you. Moving my hips faster I try to make the same pace as you.
Wanting to arrive and cum with you. Our pace is reaching a cresendo, and
in an instant I feel you pause slightly, and your inside muscles
contract holding me. At that time my body also contracts and a stream of
my hot seed erupts into you."uuuuungnnnnngggggggggggg" we both gasp. our
muscles twitching and our hips still making grinding motions, milking
the last of the feeling from each other.

               I slowly lower you back to the rug, being carefull not to
disengage myself from you. Then rolling over to your side you draw me to
you and we embrace, then kiss. Reaching down I pull the crumpled robes
up over our bodies, and we lie there feeling the fire bake our after
glow. "maybe we can both call in sick tomorrow" I say. You just smile
and kiss me again as we both fall asleep with the cracking fire and soft
jazz playing a serenade for us.  End?  Lycanthropy......a desease not a
crime  
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