I've lived in my neighborhood for almost 20 years now and I really love it. It's really hard to find neighbors that are well versed in the old neighborly customs such as, "Help and love thy neighbor as you would want them to do you". Believe it or not, no one gets into anyone else's business here. Of course, there will always be a certain amount of squabbling between people. After all, not everyone likes everyone else in the real world so we have a policy that really works for us. If neighbor "A" doesn't like neighbor "B" but you are friendly with both of them, no sides are taken and all parties are aware of the circumstances that exist. Oh, by the way, it's well understood that I don't want to hear anything pertaining to that squabble and I'm only aware of one situation this all applies to.

After living in a place as long as I have, sometimes you are surprised because there has been one of the folks that you never knew lived there. You may have waived at them when they were driving by your house, but you never actually have talked with them. The other day, I became acquainted with one lady that applies to. I waived at her the same way I always have and noticed what a pretty lady and what a pretty smile she has, but never thought about introducing myself to her until she pulled into my drive way, got out of her car and introduced herself to me. “Hello, I’m Amy” she said, as she approached me with an outstreched hand. Of course, I offered my hand in friendship as well and said, “well Amy, I’m Allan and I’m very happy to meet you” and shook hands with her. I was damned near speechless!!! I asked her to take a seat in one of my lawn chairs so we sat and talked for about an hour which led to us becoming lots better acquainted. After we talked for a bit, she asked if she could use my bathroom. "Of course" I told her. When she returned, we continued talking but our eye contact had become distinctly different and I couldn't quite put my finger on why that happened. There was no mistaking it however. In fact, her whole demeanor changed. It was as if the conversation became much warmer (or at least I thought so).

I'm very happy she took it upon herself to pull into my drive way. That gave us an opportunity that I thought might turn into a new and hopefully long friendship. I was surprised when she told me she had the same hope because as it turns out, I'm the first neighbor she's actually become acquainted with. As it turned out, she's an R.N. at a local clinic. We exchanged email addresses and phone numbers so we could get in touch in case of an emergency arising. She went home and I really never gave it another thought until that night.

I went through my usual routine of watching television until about 11:00 P.M. I brushed my teeth and showered as I always did before I went to bed. While I was drifting off to sleep, she popped into my mind which surprised me very much! It wasn't so much the fact that she'd popped into my mind as much as the erotic thought that prompted her suddenly appearing in my thoughts. I began to think about how her demeanor seemed to have changed between the time she went to the bath room and returned. I thought about that and decided that my gut feeling was probably correct and that I hadn't read anything into the pleasant event. I drifted off thinking about the nice day it had been and especially about her.

I normally arise in the morning, do my morning personal things, have some coffee and breakfast and start my work day off (I work from home). The next day however, I started thinking about my new acquaintance and how strange it seemed to me, that her degree of warmth towards me, had increased the day before when we met. This was quite the mystery to me until suddenly, the connection for this experience popped into my head. She's an R.N., she asked to use my bathroom and....OMG....I'll bet she saw my enema equipment out in plain site where I usually keep it which is hanging on the shower curtain rod so it will dry out after I've thoroughly cleaned it!! Immediately I could feel my face flushing as the embarrassment came over me!!! I decided to give it no more thought unless there were a future need for me to re-visit it. You know...kind of like sweeping it under the rug. “Perhaps it’s just my imagination because I’m in such dire need of relief in that area”, I thought to myself. “Oh well….no sense in worrying about it at this point”.

That worked for about an hour but soon the subject came up when I heard my cell phone ring. It was her!! She asked if I had time to come and visit her at her home for coffee. I said "sure. I'll be over in just a few minutes". Upon arriving at her house, I observed that she was obviously a much better house keeper than I am and I was overwhelmed at her warmth when she greeted me. I was beginning to get those all too familiar "butterflies" in my stomach that one feels when they start feeling the chemistry of romance setting in on them. She brought me a cup of coffee and bid me to come out on her beautiful deck and enjoy the morning for a while with her.

It was such a nice day and as it happened, I'd taken the day off as a "mental health" holiday. We were both so relaxed and enjoying each other's company. Then, the subject came up (quite unexpectedly for me), when she mentioned casually that when she went to my bathroom she felt kind of bad because she felt she'd invaded my privacy and she was actually apologetic about having seen my deeply held secret. My mind works amazingly fast and I can read what's really being said from the vernacular with which it was expressed so, Instantaneously thought to myself, "now why would she even bring it up if she really was apologetic about it. Was this a ploy to get us started talking about the subject as a lead in to some kind of erotic adventure".....but I just played dumb and told her not to worry and that I wasn't worried about it in the least and moved on to another subject nonchalantly. I think I said something about how beautiful her lawn looked and asked her how she manage to keep it in such nice shape. She laughed and thanked me for the compliment and told me all about her methods of lawn care so, I pretended to be very interested.[/color]

Actually, I was kind of interested but I was more interested in seeing what her reaction was going to be to my attempt at smoothly working over a rough spot. After she talked about that, I was absolutely blown out of my socks when she returned to the subject that I was (more obviously) attempting unsuccessfully to avoid than I felt comfortable with! She said she was genuinely concerned because I was such a nice man and because of her medical background, would like to know why I felt the need to use enemas?! OMG.....the "cat" was certainly out of the bag!!! I wondered if she could see how crimson I knew my face was and of course, being as perceptive as she is, she knew I was in a little "situation"! lol

I simply said that because of the medications I'm taking daily, and the stress of my work being so intense, that I got constipated rather easily and this was the most effective way I could get the relief I needed. Then, I asked her if I could use her bathroom. "Of course you may" she said. I excused myself and went directly there. I went there because I needed to pee really badly. While I was in there, I couldn't help noticing that she also had a large, silicone enema bag hanging on her shower door and there was quite an array of other enema equpiment such as; various enema soaps, a really nice Higginson Syringe, several different kinds of lubricants. I'd finished with my original "mission" but had to take some time to regroup because I could tell that my face was probably crimson after my discovery. "Was she like me with respect to loving enemas as much as I did", I thought to myself.

I went back to her deck and she simply sat there smiling at me knowingly. She must have deliberately left her equipment out on display so I would notice it but I just let her do the talking so I wouldn't make an out and out ass out of myself. She smiled at me and in a rather matter of fact manner, asked me if I thought I could use some relief today?!!!! OMG, I instantly felt my cock stiffen as I quickly thought what it might be like to have her give me enemas. There was no way out of this now. I hesitated and looked at her, watching her demeanor change from a kind of girlish teasing look, to a concerned and caring expression. I said "it's very kind of you to offer to do that for me, but I don't want to impose upon you since you are a nurse and probably do this a lot and since it's your time off, I don't want to capitalize on it" but thanked her for her concern.

She looked at me appearing very serious and perhaps a little stern and said, "listen Allan! You may just be fooling around with something more serious than you know and yes, I am a professional nurse, but I chose that profession because I honestly care about the patients I help from day to day, but this is totally different! You're becoming a wonderful personal friend of mine and I think you should let me assist you. It's not an impersonal offer at all Allan. In the short time I've known you, I've become quite fond of you and want to help you in any way I can. Besides, I may just know how to make the experience fun for you!!!", she said with a naughty smile on her face and a mischievous look in her eyes. I thought I was going to blow my load right then and there, right in my pants!!! This was a fantasy come true!!

Then, I got to thinking about what a wonderful and loving thing she was offering to do for me and started to feel kind of guilty for viewing it from the eyes of a dirty old man. I truly care about how what I say or do, affects people and try hard not to be offensive in any way. After all, words have power and they reflect on us by giving away who we really are after we take off our masks. I knew I had to talk to her and said “Amy, if I were in the hospital right now with this need being just as present, I wouldn’t think twice about co-operating with you, but because of the fact that you and I are becoming fast friends, I can’t be as objective about it as I would be, were I there and you were just doing your duty as my nurse and not someone I personally knew”. Amy looked at me incredulously and remarked, “Allan, don’t you realize that if you continue with that kind of convoluted thinking, it’s not a question of if you go to the hospital, but WHEN you do, and then you will really not like the outcome because you’re becoming impacted right now and they will have to literally DIG the hardened waste out of you with their fingers, and then give you lots and lots of high volume enemas? You’re really NOT going to like that outcome!!” “Alright Amy, there’s no way I can refute what you’ve said so I give”.

“Allan, I’m so glad you’ve made that decision. Now I want you to go to my bedroom, take all your clothes off, get into my bed and cover up please” and she took me by the hand and showed me into her bedroom and said “I have to go prepare your enema but I won’t be gone long” and with that she left me there. I started removing my clothing and was thinking to myself, “OMG……this is for real and there’s no way out of it now”! I was so aware that I was already very erect and issuing out some pre-cum. I was embarrassed beyond words! I could hear her running water in the bathroom which made me even more nervous. “Could I figure out a way to get a last minute reprieve”? Obviously not. I felt trapped in a way but when I reasoned that I really was in a state of discomfort bordering on pain, the mature part of my mind took over and I realized that this is what had to be done. It was odd being turned on and at the same time a little scared. I’d never felt these kinds of emotions in my life.

It didn’t take long and Amy reappeared with the large, open top bag with soap suds over flowing out of it. Naturally, I couldn’t help watching as she hung the bag on an IV stand she had in her bedroom. I also couldn’t help but notice she’s changed into her sweats which added more to the ambiance of the situation since, she was so damned sexy in that attire! She wasted no time in bringing the equipment over to the bed side. She asked me if I was ready and I replied, “Yes, I guess so. I’m about as ready as I’m ever going to be”. She smiled at me and said “I assure you Allan, it’s not going to be a bad experience and you will feel much better when we’re done with it”. She brought out a tube of some kind of lubricant and it was then that I noticed that there was no nozzle attached to the enema bag. Instead, it had a long colon tube attached, and I watched as she lubricated the apparatus. Anticipation and a little anxiety started building within me as I watched her preparations. Soon, the turned her attention to the nether areas of my body. When she pulled the covers back, she could see my aroused state of being along with the viscous liquid that was oozing from the tip of my cock. She smiled but said nothing and I could feel the heat building in my face as I knew I was turning red as a tomato. She told me to turn over on my left side and after I did, I could feel her gentle hands on my bottom as she started to spread my butt cheeks apart so she had complete access to what she casually referred to as “the target”. Suddenly, I felt her finger touching my anus and sliding around the rim of it gently. She said “now just relax and let me get you prepared properly honey. From the looks of things, you had already started to make your “preparations”, and she chuckled when she said that. It was of course, a comment that referred to my vulnerable “condition”. To my utter shock, she reached over and took my dripping cock in her hand while she was working her finger in and out of my rectum. “Allan, you do have a very nice cock” she exclaimed and then she with drew her finger. She quickly inserted the colon tube and slowly slid it up into my bowel. She explained to me that this was going to be a very high enema so she cold be sure it would reach the areas of my colon that so badly needed to be flushed out. Still, with my pulsing, wet cock in her hand, she slid the colon tube into me further while turning the enema flow on. Finally she had the colon tube fully inserted and was sliding it back out a little ways and then back in while she stroked my cock very lightly. “I think you really are enjoying having me give you an enema aren’t you? “I can’t deny it Amy. You’re making a very erotic experience out of something that I really dreaded”. “See….I told you that I might be able to make this a fun experience. Remember?” “Oh God….you weren’t kidding! Please keep it up” I said breathlessly. Then a huge cramp hit me and I had to ask her to stop for a moment until it passed. She did and started gently massaging my stomach for a few minutes and then ask me if the cramp had passed, and I told her it had. She smiled at me and said “ from the looks of things, you were enjoying that cramp and the massage a LOT!!” Of course she was referring to my throbbing hard on and the emergence of so much pre-cum. I didn’t even know I was capable of producing so much of it! It didn’t dampen my enthusiasm one bit when she touched that growing flow of pre-sum with her finger tip and circled the oriface a few times either!! There’s something about her smile and the way she looks at me with her beautiful deep emerald green eyes, that makes me wonder if she’s starting to fall in love with me already. I know I’m falling in love with her and it’s wonderful!! Now that the cramp had passed, she resumed giving me the enema. It wasn’t long before she announced that the bag was empty and slowly started to withdraw the nozzle and slide it back into me a few times and finally removed it for good. She made it very clear also, that I MUST hold it until she said it was alright for me to go to the bathroom with her help, and release it.

She made me hold it for about ten minutes (which seemed like an eternity!) and then said it was alright for me to go expell it. I got up from the bed and started heading for the bathroom with her as my escort. I told her that wasn’t necessary but she said “Look, I’m the nurse here and I’LL BE THE ONE that decides what is and isn’t necessary!” I of course, was convinced that it would do no good to argue. When we got to the bathroom, she helped me as I sat down on the stool and I noticed she had already propositioned a chair for her to sit on beside me. I said, “you know, I really can go by myself” and she said, “not this time. You never know if you might faint and I want to be here to catch you if you do”. I never went to the toilet before with an audience, but it did comfort me to know that she was there. I began to expel the enema and started experiencing some of the most excruciating cramps! They were followed by surges of the enema shooting from me but the stream was interrupted as hardened feces shot from my anus. Time after time those cramps followed by the powerful surges of release kept happening. I was in a cold sweat and started to feel the room spinning around. Amy immediately noticed and stood up beside me, steadying me until I had stabilized. She got a wash cloth and put cold water on it and started to gently bathe my forehead. What a loving comfort she was to me!

I had finally stopped having any more surges and felt extremely weak and tired. Amy afforded me a little privacy as I cleaned myself up but told me to let her know when I was ready to go back to her bed. After that she steadied me as I made my way back to the bed with rather weak knees. I was never so glad to get into a bed in my life!! Amy said she’d be back with my rinse enema and tucked the covers over me before she left. I almost immediately drifted off to sleep. Amy came back and awaked me saying, “hey sleepy head. Wake up honey. We have one more to get to work on”. I was too tired to argue with her and she immediately slipped the lubricated nozzle into my anus and started the warm water flowing. This one was quite different. It went very fast and never really cramped me the way the first one did. She explained that it was important that we do this to be sure we rinsed out any remaining soap from the first enema. It didn’t take long and she said, “sweetheart, you’re already finished” and gave me a sweet hug, withdrew the nozzle and again, helped me back to the bathroom. All went much easier than the first time and when I had finished, I had to admit that I felt a hundred percent better. Amy was quite pleased to hear that. She asked me to wait a few minutes and she’d be back.

When she returned, I was amazed to see that she’s removed all of her clothing and was carrying two towels and two wash cloths. I asked her what that was all about and she said, “silly! We have to bathe now and helped me to her hot tub. She climed into it with me and soaped up the wash cloth and started to gently bathe me. She treated me with so much dignity but with close personal attention. She bathed my entire body and when it came to my anal area, she put a lot of soap on her middle index finger and slid it in and out of my ass and damned near drove me crazy!! I held her close to me and we embraced for a long time. She said she needed to get me squeaky clean and after she had attended to me, it was my turn to attend to her. I bathed her lovingly and gently and embraced her passionately. It was time for us to rinse off. We got out of the tub and dried each other off and headed straight for her bed together. We held each other as we both drifted off to sleep but she said in her just going to sleep voice, “Allan, you may be surprised at how I wake you up after our nap” and put her hand around my erect penis and we both drifted off to a wonderful afternoon of sleep.