TY

After his dinner, Ty got out of bed and went to the window and opened the curtain and watched as the afternoon sun disappeared over the hills leaving an orange glow. Leaning on the sill, he scanned the neighborhoods and the closer surrounding buildings in no particular order. His mind wandered between two women. There was the older enigmatic beauty, Tawny Roberts, his nurse who had aroused passions within him that he once would have thought at least perverted, maybe even queer. But now he knew that were the immature thoughts of a young man who grew up in a very traditional way. With a little seasoning he knew that that his nurse had accessed a part of him that he had obviously kept suppressed.

Then there was his new acquaintance, Darcy Rehnquist. She was smart and sassy…and very sexy…and stacked! And that ass! Christ she has an ass on her! And…she was fun! Maybe it was because she was closer to his age than Tawny. But Tawny had aroused him… something that he had never felt before…was it because she was an older woman-more experienced perhaps? Shit…what was he thinking?…the closest thing to sex he had ever had was cumming in her hand…and even then she had stuffed most of his cum up his own ass for additional lubrication for that huge inflatable enema nozzle she had used on him that first time without the bedpan. Yet he knew she felt something for him and she had caused him to need what she could make him physically feel.

Two weeks…tops…he gave himself two weeks to get well enough to go back to work and that meant that he had a lot of painful work to do. His mind suddenly wandered…????...Did Darcy actually talk about him eating her out? Sure she did…wow…wouldn’t that be hot? Umm, what an interesting way to make love to a woman; he wondered if she would really like it. Why wouldn’t she? When he felt Tawny’s warm wet lips on his rock hard cock…even if it was only for less than a minute…it was exquisite…it was really HOT! He could have cum right into her mouth…but he held back…and yet…she really was enigmatic; he had no idea of what motivated her. He wanted to date her…he wanted to fuck her…She would be his first…would he be on top…or would she be on top of him. She knew he was a virgin, but Darcy didn’t…or did she suspect…she didn’t let on if she did suspect. Did Tawny have some desire to seduce him that…

The door opened and Tawny came in and seeing Ty at the window, she closed the door and walked up behind him. He knew she was there, he could smell her soft fragrance. “Well good evening, Ty. I’m glad to see you up and walking around. Am I interrupting your thoughts?” She cooed in his ear. He turned his head in her direction, without actually turning around to look at her and said with a sense of resignation, “No my sweat beautiful Tawny, you’re actually part of them.” She was silent, but he could feel her getting closer until he could feel her warmth on his back. He felt her hand touch the small of his back; felt the bottom snaps on his gown release and then his heart leaped into his throat as he felt her warm hand slide down and begin to sensuously caress his ass. Her caress felt so good he began to involuntarily oscillate his pelvis into her. He felt her lip touch his ear and when he heard her sultry voice, he moaned softly, “Would you like me to give you a nice…warm…enema?” Ty took in a deep breath and let out a long exhale and then began to slowly turn around which caused all of the back snaps to come undone and when he was now facing her, her hand was on his cock, his gown down to his waist in a twist. He put his arms around her and kissed her; when he let her up, he could see that she was surprised. He put his lips very close to hers and just lightly brushed them over hers and breathed, “I’m coming to your place after I get out of here and you’re the one that I’m going to give a nice…warm…enema to.” Tawny was visually turned on by this exchange, but she was a strong woman and as she gently squeezed his stiffening cock, she breathed, “And just what makes you think that I’ll even open the door for you?” He grinned in the twilight, “Oh I have it on good authority that you might open the door to a chivalrous well-dressed man bearing a good bottle of champagne.” “And where did you hear that?” She giggled and he countered, “I heard it from a beautiful nurse one night when I was talking to her in the bathtub.” Tawny was breathing deeply and mouthed just loud enough for him to make out, “And just what will you do with me once you give me this nice…warm…enema?” Wanting to keep teasing her he said, “I’m only going to do what you really love, but you’re a complicated woman and that changes from day to day.” “Oooh”, she cooed, “Good answer!” Tawny’s pocket buzzed and she pulled out the device and looked at it and then sighed and said, “Duty Calls!” When she had finished helping untwist his gown and refasten it, she stroked his cheek and whispered, “Goodnight handsome, I’ll see you tomorrow for your therapy.” He whispered, “Goodnight beautiful.”

Ty stayed at the window until the pale blue sky turned purple. Not many stars were visible from all of the ambient light of the bay area. Nothing at all like what he remembered from the Siskiyou Mountains, where often the entire disc of the Milky Way galaxy was bold in the night sky. The Backbone of Night, he once heard Carl Sagan call it, during a showing of Cosmos in an eighth grade science class. Tawny’s inconsistency confused him. He was supposed to be her Hero and he was supposed to let her do her job, without any covert affection from him. Why didn’t that apply to her? She couldn’t have been jealous of Darcy coming to see me, could she? Naw…that wasn’t it, was it? Was she in love with me? Naw…not after having a real hero like her Grey Fox Captain…what the hell was Grey Fox anyway? Nobody ever mentioned that at the recruiter’s office (Ty had briefly entertained enlisting at 18, but his mother had asked a veteran friend to speak to him about what motivated him. He was persuaded that there were much safer ways to see the world than the Army). He chuckled to himself, in a reflection of the irony of having been shot in the same state that he was born in, in fact only about 420 miles from his family home. At least he was alive and in enough shape to contemplate the love of a woman…two women actually! He had not only survived, things were really beginning to look much better. After another 40 minutes of self-reflection, Ty headed for bed.

Lying in bed in the dark he thought about Tawny. He would ask her out, one day…soon. Where would he take her? Would she just take him into her bedroom when he came there to pick her up? Naw…just because she confided to you that she wanted to do that with Captain McKinney, that doesn’t mean she’ll want to do that with you; He was probably older than her and way more experienced than her…than you. Tip (Reynolds, his boss) said he was going to stop by again tomorrow. Maybe I can ask him for some advice. He dreamed during the night, but the dream was not about Tawny. He was reading a magazine about a smart sexy project manager that was posing nude in an exposé that featured all of her talents. As he slowly flipped the pages, he was soon fixated on the centerfold. She was lying on a bed taking an enema from a huge red bag hanging…Ty awakened, his cock rock hard. He touched it and it felt oh so…so good! He began to stroke himself and then, as he fantasied about Darcy taking his enema, Ty shot a huge load of sperm that he tried to contain in his hand, but much of the warm creamy liquid oozed out through his fingers all over his stomach. He lay back, reveling in the feeling of his orgasm, internally embarrassed at the subject that he had just masturbated to, thinking that Darcy was the last person that would let him see her take an enema, let alone take one from him.

Ty reached over and took the entire Kleenex holder and took out enough to make the initial cleanup, but it was quite a mess and soon he had most of the tissues underneath his sheets mopping up his copious load. He leaned over to throw the wad into the waste basket, but then thought about the Candy Striper that would come in the morning to empty…no he thought…no teeny bopper is going to snicker at his cum stained Kleenex in the waste basket. He got up and walked into the bathroom, tossed the wad into the toilet and flushed away the evidence of his fantasy illegitimate tryst with Darcy. Darcy…he liked her and perhaps she would really come back to visit. He hoped that she would… but…Tawny…he wanted Tawny…sleep overtook him and there were no more salacious dreams of beautiful sensuous women that night; only brain farts of odd things in crazy circumstances that were not memorable the next day. In the morning, he woke up early and decided to get cleaned up before they brought his breakfast in and when they did, he sat down at the side table in the chair by the window to eat and when he was finished, he changed into his workout clothes and came out of the bathroom just as the effervescent Tawny came into to see him. She checked temperature, pulse, and then listened to his breathing and when she had completed that, she had pronounced him ready for another day of 2.5 hours of morning physical therapy and depending on how he handled that, he would see an afternoon session as well.

Late in the afternoon, Ty had just come out of the shower and felt better than he could remember since he was first admitted; he laid back on his bed and began flipping through a 6 month old copy of Field and Stream when Tip Reynolds came in the door with a big smile saying, “Hey Pardner, you’re actually starting to look human again!” Tip’s presence always had a positive effect on Ty because he respected him and they both enjoyed each other’s company. “Well…I’m just starting to feel human, Tip.” Ty acknowledged with his body language and much better outlook than Tip had seen during the darker days of his convalescence. “Have they said anything about a release date yet?” Tip asked and Ty said, “I am scheduled to take a major stress test next Tuesday to check my lung function to make sure that I’ve healed the way they think I have; then we’ll see, depending on the outcome of the test. But I’ve been working really hard the last couple of days and I am breathing OK.” Then Ty said, “Tip you want to walk out on the patio and chat awhile, I could use the fresh air?” Tip got the impression that the younger man wanted to talk to him without being interrupted. “Ya, that sounds good.” Tip said and after telling the nurses’ station where he was going they got into the elevator and soon were sitting in comfortable chairs next to one another in the late afternoon sun. Ty began by saying, “I really need somebody to talk to about this…” Ty related most all that had transpired with Tawny, although he left out the enemas. Then he told him about Darcy, and why she had wanted to meet him and how well they had gotten along so soon after they met. When Ty was done explain what he though was a huge dilemma, he asked, “What do you think I should do, Tip?”

Tipton Alexander Reynolds laughed a sympathetic laugh and then jollily offered, “You sure you don’t want to trade problems lad?” Ty said, “No seriously Tip, I need your advice.” Tip thought about the problem for a few moments and Ty could see that he was turning the issues over in his mind, so he patiently waited for Tip to speak. When he finally spoke, Ty was amazed at the broad depth of the older man’s experience. “I get why you see Tawny Roberts as a beautiful woman, because she is at least that. But I see a couple of things here that neither of you may be aware of. She was your only nurse, so I’m guessing that some very intimate things had to be done to get you back to health, is that right?” Ty blushed beet red and nodded and Tip said, “Right…enough said, you don’t need to go into the gory details. Now…there is a psychology theory called Transference…that’s when a person transfers a traumatic emotional event onto another person; when this happens, each person maybe totally unaware of the effects of the Transference on the other. Your beautiful nurse lost the love of her life at a time when she was most vulnerable to the loss. I can’t imagine how terrible she felt. But you indicated that she seemed to grieve in your presence at…well Ty…you got to admit, her crying against your naked chest was a hell of a way to grieve.” Ty nodded again without speaking and Tip continued, “I can see that it only seemed natural for you to take a love interest in her, son, hell I could have fallen for her myself if I had gone through what you most certainly had to…my god, the intimacy of some of those procedures…and that woman is nothing if not empathetic and damned sensuous ta boot! But…you should realize that you most probably have your own transference issues.”

Ty looked at him in awe for a moment and then asked, “How do you know all of this?” Tip shrugged and said, “I went to college. I was a business major, with a psychology minor. Believe it or not, it’s actually come in handy over the years. That’s not to say that the way that you feel about her is anything other than genuine…I just wanted to point out to you about cause and effect.” Ty said, “Ya…it’s good to have that perspective, but that doesn’t alter how I feel.” “No, I didn’t think it would.” Tip confided and Ty asked him, “After I get back to work and I get into my old routine with you, she talked about me asking her out. Where do you think would be a good place to take…you know…a woman like her?” He stroked his chin in thought and then thinking out loud, “Ya…there are the plays in the City and of course, the opera; movies, clubs…ah, but you know…there are a couple of really good comedy clubs, one in the City, one in the south bay, and at least one around here, maybe Sunnyvale. Here’s what you do, casually ask her what her favorite comedians are and then find out what appearances match her likes and make reservations. Then tell her that you have reservations and ask her out. I tell you, Ty, you get her to laugh until she hurts and she will take you home and literally fuck your brains out!”

Ty smiled at the thought and Tip said, “She is at least 6 years older than you, Ty. Over the long haul, that won’t mean much. But now, that is a major experience gap…which will mean nothing if she really loves you. But how will you handle it? Once you get into a relationship with a woman with Tawny’s experience, do you think your own inexperience will nag at you? Cause doubt to creep in and cause you to back off-that is not what a woman like that wants. Do you see what I mean?” “No, Tip, I’m not sure that I understand.” Ty protested; then he bowed his head and looked away. Then Ty looked back at him, “Say you’re right; that I’m not right for her. Don’t you think that she should make that decision?” Tip shrugged and said, “Suppose she makes that decision when you don’t want her to?” Ty said, “I appreciate your thought, Tip, but I’m going to be talking with her more…well probably more than sleeping with her. If it’s not right…I know I’d be OK with that.”

Tip nodded thoughtfully and looked up at the sky for a few moments carefully considering his next words. Advice was a dangerous game. If it was too brutal, it could considered as bad advice. If it was too far adrift of what the listener’s belief system would support, it would fall on deaf ears. Then he heard a question that took him by surprise. “Tip, have you ever heard of a military unit called Grey Fox?” Tip looked sharply at the young man, and his conclusion was that he had just heard the reference, but had no connected experience. So he answered the question with another question, “Who did you hear that from and why do you want to know?” Ty wasn’t sure if he wanted to continue when he caught the tone in Tip’s voice and yet he thought he owed it to her…possibly to help her with closure…maybe to put Jason McKinney way in the back recesses of her mind, where he really belonged. “Tawny once loved a man who was wounded on some top secret mission and then died in a hospital in Germany. When she attended his internment at Arlington, his father told her he had been part of Grey Fox. Tip said, “You know son, there are at least two of the Clandestine Secrecy Acts that get violated for even revealing a name of that unit?” Ty asked, “Even if the man is dead?” Tip thought more on it and decided no harm could come from a basic discussion, “Grey Fox is a little known Intelligence Support Activity that is sent on missions all over the world. They can be disavowed by the Pentagon because they don’t officially exist. They have been given other names so that any probes into their activities can be misdirected. From what I am aware of some of those missions included finding Pablo Escobar, Location of Army General James Dozier when he was kidnapped by the Red Brigade, and taking out observation points in Afghanistan to protect friendly forces.” Ty marveled, “How do you know all of that, Tip?” Tip grunted, “I gave you enough, now don’t ever speak of it with me again. Do you understand?” Ty said, “Yes, I understand!”

He looked at Ty and then he said in a much softer tone, “You know what is staring you right in the face don’t you?” Ty looked confused and asked, “What?” Tip smiled at him and said, “Darcy Rehnquist! She told you exactly why she wants you!” Ty protested, “Ya, but I only just met her; I barely even know her!” But Tip pressed, “She said she was coming back and she probably will just as soon as she can. She is only a little older than you. Hell, she practically threw herself at you, Ty! What does a woman have to do to really get you interested; give you an enema?” He saw Ty drop his jaw in an open mouthed red faced shallow grin and then lower his head and not say anything. He knew he had hit home, but there was no reason to press it; it was too personal.

Tip looked away and mused, “You know that you really can’t have them both, don’t you?” “I wasn’t thinking that at all, Tip, it’s just that…uh…well, ya see…I haven’t had…ya know, sex with a girl yet and Tawny knows that but Darcy doesn’t.” Tip acknowledged Ty’s concern and said, “Oh, now it’s all starting to make better sense to me. Look Ty that is not really much of a factor; just in your own mind maybe, but that’s all. Which one you chose will not change the basic nature of these women and they aren’t really interested in just raw sex; most want the whole package and love and sex are only one part. You’re already good at the relationship part. When it comes time, I can give you a couple of pointers, but if you really think about it-she’s going to come first.” Ty’s laugh was a little forced, as he retorted, “Don’t you mean C U M Tip?”, as he spelled out the euphemism for an orgasm. Tip looked somewhat amused, “Ya kid that’s one way to look at it. But just remember not to make the same mistake that so many young guys do. Don’t start thinking of yourself as a “Cocksman” because if you do, sure as hell you’ll start to look at women as sex objects for your conquest and your own pleasure; If that happens, everything that they now like about you will disappear, except your youthful looks and that won’t last as long as you might think, trust me.” Ty was surprised at that revelation, “Are you speaking from experience?” “I saw some of myself in what I saw a couple of my friends doing at the time and, through some dumb luck I suppose, I looked at myself in the mirror one day and I didn’t like what I saw in my reflection. I started doing what I knew was right and three months later, I met Alicia and six months later I married a dream woman.” Tip recounted. Ty asked, “How long have you been married?” “26 years.” Tip beamed and then said, “Look Ty, I’m not saying that you should marry the first woman that comes around. All I’m saying is don’t take advantage of them, got it?” Ty smiled at him, “Got it!” The two men chatted and enjoyed their company for another 40 minutes and then Tip got up and said, “I need to get going Ty. Listen, when you get out and come back to work, we can go out for a beer and talk more about the fairer sex if you like.” Ty rose up to shake his hand and said, “I’d like that.”

DARCY

It was well over a week after she had first met Ty Hudson; it was difficult for Darcy to concentrate on her work flow on this particular day. There were two projects to close out and 7 to set up to transfer to someone else. The combination of digital manipulation and the mindless paperwork was less than challenging; more of a boring consumption of her time and that allowed her mind to roam a bit. She was exited that he seemed all that she had hoped that he would be, and yet, she hardly knew him at all. She needed to get back to visit him again. Then, of course, the book that she had ordered from Amazon had arrived yesterday and she had begun to read it last night. The Ultimate Guide to Anal Sex for Women, by Tristan Taormino, was now on her night stand and she was making a study of the material. There was a whole chapter devoted to enemas. This would be her nightly reading until she understood the material and how best to use it for their mutual pleasure. Would Ty like her that way? What if he didn’t? Then she would need to entice him-but how? She expected to get answers from Taormino’s book.

She briefly reflected on the last guy she had dated and who had looked good to her when she had first met him, but that it had only taken him a month to morph into something that she was less than thrilled with. But then again, she had just taken several months to look inwardly at her motivations to get involved in these toxic relationships. For one thing she realized that she had allowed herself to be flattered by compliments that only masqueraded as such; but in reality were steeped in sexism; once in a while they were blatantly misogynistic. But there were more important issues such as drinking with his friends until late, then coming over drunk to try to have sex with her. When his drunken cock inevitably went limp, it was her fault for not turning him on enough; it had been one of those episodes that had been the last straw and she had finally “kicked him to the curb”.

During her time with Ty Hudson, however, she detected none of that. If anything, she had made some overtly sexual comments, while he was a little self-deprecating. Yes he was a very handsome guy, but he was unpretentious and down to earth; he really liked girls, although she got the impression that he didn’t have that much experience in bed. She figured that was actually a bonus because if he ever did wind up in her bed, she might be able to lead him where she wanted to go. She mused to herself, “Really now…just where do I want to take him?” Fantasizing about some kinky sex was one thing, but actually proposing it in a new relationship? Well that was something else, now wasn’t it? Remembering her conversation with Ty, she thought, “Ya practice, I could enjoy giving him some practice going down on me. That would be nice, especially if he liked doing it.” Then she smiled inwardly and heard her mind bubble up, “Encouragement can breed enthusiasm.” She had heard that phrase before, but couldn’t quite place it, although she liked the sentiment. One needed to discourage a man’s behavior that was not beneficial to the relationship. Conversely, one needed to actively encourage the behavior and habits that did benefit the relationship-for both of them. This new revelation excited her, because it meant that she could have more control in her next relationship. Would that be with Ty Hudson? If she got her way, that’s the guy she wanted and when she finally had him…she would exercise much more control over their sex lives. No, she would not be reliving her past relationships. This one would be different, she would see to that!

Wanting to keep her mind from wandering away from her, she thought that this was just as good a time as any to call her new boss, Dave Bowman, and give him a status report. She placed the call to his personal number and he picked up after two rings, “This is Dave Bowman.” “Dave, this is Darcy.” “Oh hi, I’m glad you called. Hey we just about have your new office ready. How’s it going?” Well Dave, it’s going better than I originally thought it would.” “That’s great, Darcy. You know it might be good for you to get away for a couple of days; recharge the batteries, so to speak, what do you think?” Darcy laughed at that, “Don’t throw me in the brier patch, now Dave!” “Leave it to me, Darcy, I’ll call Chet and set it up just as soon as were done.” “I can’t thank you enough for the opportunity Dave. I’ll call next week.”

Putting the phone back into the cradle, she smiled inwardly. It would be good to have a couple of days off before starting a challenging new job. Then she felt her heart flutter a bit as she considered spending some time visiting Ty. Another 30 minutes of file work as she closed that last one for today just before Chet Isenberg came into her office with a big smile on his face, “Hey Darcy, Dave Bowman just called and said he thought it would be a good idea to get you some time off. Don’t worry about using your vacation time; he said it was coming out of his personnel budget.” Darcy wondered, “Are you saying I don’t need to use my personal time off accounts? How will I turn in my time?” “Dave has a special number to charge your time to Darcy so your time off will be paid from that account. Now go enjoy yourself for a few days.” Chet said.

Darcy was suddenly flooded with a host of new feelings. She felt freedom, at least for a while, to explore things that she had always wanted to do; perhaps a drive north along the coast, maybe stay overnight in a nice place. She was also free to visit Ty Hudson and get to know him better. She might even make a date with him after he got out of the hospital. Picking her cell phone out of her purse, she selected the hospital room number that she had for Ty and hit send. It rang four times, before she heard Ty’s voice, “Hello?” In a warm voice that revealed her enthusiasm for him she said, “Hi Ty, this is Darcy. How are you felling?” “Much better than when we first met.” He said and she launched into him, “I want to come over to visit you again, handsome. Are you up for it?” She heard the enthusiasm that she hoped for, “That’s great, when are you coming?” She smiled at herself and thought, ‘Just as soon as I get you in my bed you big hunk.’ But she instead said, “How about this afternoon?” He said, “I’ll be here with bells on!” And she teased, “Where will I look for the bells when I get there?” She heard a hint of mischievousness in his voice when he said, “Maybe you’ll have to search me.” It was easy for her to vamp back, “Hmm, maybe I will…that is unless you’re too embarrassed?” “I should be out of the shower after my afternoon workout by 3:30 or so…maybe that would be a good time for your visit; and I really am glad you called. See you about 3:30?” He said and she could hear the excitement in his voice and she laughed with joy, “See you then Ty.”

She terminated the call and thought to herself, ‘God…is he a dream, or what?’ And she got ready to leave her office for a few days. It was a little after 2 and she could drop by and do a little shopping on her way to Palo Alto and still be there just a little after 3:30. At a boutique store in Redwood City, she bought a garter belt in combination with a pair of thigh high nylons and changed into that in the changing room, leaving her panties in her purse. So if Ty were to…well feel her nylons as they attached to her garter belt, he would feel her bare ass…or her pussy. She didn’t believe in shaving because she knew that pubic hair had a purpose and besides…she liked the way she looked. Back in her car, she adjusted herself in the seat. She felt sexy and a little vulnerable. Yet thinking as she pulled into the hospital parking area, she needed to own her sexuality. It was not to be openly displayed but very covertly managed to produce the subtle results of the interest of the man that she was going to see just for the 2nd time.

Stopping off at the public restroom for just a moment, she needed to check the way she looked in the mirror; was there any obvious hint of what she wore underneath? Not so she could tell and that was good, because her sensuality was now hers to own as she headed towards Ty’s room. Finding the door open and the curtains around his bed completely open, Ty was nowhere to be seen. Then the bathroom door opened with a cloud of steam escaping as Ty emerged in a white terry cloth robe that was a little too small for him. “It shouldn’t be too hard to search for the bells in that skimpy little thing.” Darcy cooed and it temporarily startled Ty, since he had lost track of time and didn’t expect her yet. Ty laughed a nervous laugh and said that all of the large and extra-large robes had already been issued so he was stuck with a medium size as Darcy closed on him and hugged him and gave him an affectionate kiss on his lips. He responded by putting his arms around her and giving her a very passionate kiss. She thought about sliding a hand in through the loose top and playing it over his chest, but the door was open and that kind of thing had a way of quickly getting out of hand.

“You are much friskier than when I first met you!” She managed to say, a little breathless, as she lightly broke away so she could breathe better. “I take a major stress test tomorrow and if they pass my lung function I could get discharged and get back to work this Thursday.” He said with the satisfaction of having reached a milestone. Darcy asked, “Do you have anybody to pick you up, if you do get discharged.” He shook his head slowly from side to side saying, “No…but my boss will be able to pick me up, when he gets off the job sometime in the evening.” Darcy offered perkily, “Look Ty, I’m off for the next few days and I’d love to pick you up as soon as they discharge you.” Ty was both surprised and gladdened by her offer and smiled, “Aren’t you an angel, Darcy!” She giggled lightly, “Not nearly as much as you might think.” Ty sat on his bed and Darcy sat in the chair next to him. Her legs were closed and she knew it was too soon to flash him but he had glanced at her legs twice and seemed covertly interested. Deflecting that she had noticed him look at her legs and thighs twice, he asked, “What do you plan on doing on your days off?” Darcy teased, “Well if I could get a certain guy discharged from the hospital, I’d like to drive up the Mendocino Coast and stay at a place on the beach for a couple of days.” Ty raised his eyes at that and wondered, “Are you visiting other guys in the hospital?” She got up out her chair and took two slow steps to his bed side, inserted herself between his legs and bent close to his face and whispered, “What do you really think?” His eyes suddenly twinkled, as the recognition that she wanted him to go on a road trip with her, “Oh…it’s me…you want to…” She kissed him and while he concentrated on her kiss, she deftly slid her hand under his robe and touched a very impressive cock that was semi-erect. As Ty sucked in a breath of ecstasy, she brushed her lips across his and in a barely audible whisper said, “Yes Ty, I want you. So say that you want to come with me.” “How can I say no, when you’re holding the family jewels?” He grinned. She pulled her hand away and whispered, “Just think of all of the exploring we can do while we’re on this little excursion and you never know, perhaps you’ll develop a taste for…” She let that innuendo hang in the air for effect and then she grinned back at him and completed, “A taste for…adventure.” She felt the resonance in his chest as grunted in a baritone, “Ya…practice…I need lots of practice developing a taste for…adventure!” Darcy sat back down in the chair and looking into his eyes, crossed her legs. She was careful not to reveal too much, but Ty caught a glimpse of a portion of her right thigh-high and the snap garter that held it up and he also guessed that she wore no panties, although he supposed that a thong might have graced its way into her sacred pelvic cleft, unknown to him. And of course, her panties may have been the small bikini type, he just couldn’t tell.

Tawny announced herself as she strode into the room, “Oh don’t you two look like you’re having a good time. It’s nice to see you again Darcy.” “Thanks Tawny and you as well,” Darcy offered gracefully. Coming up on the opposite of his bed Tawny took out a thermometer and slipped it under his tongue and Darcy teased, “Oh, when did you graduate to oral temperatures Ty?” And then Ty teased Tawny, “This tastes funny, are you sure that you picked the right one?” But Tawny was undeterred, “Hmm, maybe you’re right. You better roll over so I can slip it into your tight behind and see if we don’t get better results!” Darcy chimed in, “Do you want me to help you hold him down Tawny?” Ty held up his arms in mock surrender and said, “Alright, maybe all of this hospital food has fried my taste buds!” Tawny looked at Darcy and said, “Can you believe that this guy just turned down two complete knockouts from showing him a good time?” “Nope, ain’t no red-blooded man I’ve ever seen.” Darcy agreed. Ty said, “With friends like you, who needs enemas?” and Darcy immediately quipped, “That sounds like an invitation to me, doesn’t it sound that way to you Tawny?” “Tawny went into her head nurse attitude, “Yep, time to go get the cart! I think we need to give it to him High, Hot, and a Hell of a lot!” Worried that there might really be a feminine conspiracy to actually give him an enema, he threatened, “Maybe I ought to just check out right now!” Darcy countered in a sensual plea, “Do you mean tell us that as much as you say that you really like women that you’re refusing two good looking ladies who just want to be intimate with you; who just want to love you?” Tawny shrunk away from her head nurse persona, and morphing into her siren self that she had only shared with Ty when they were alone, felt aligned with Darcy and like a kindred spirit soothed, “Ya Ty, we only want to give you the kind of pleasure like most men only dream of.”

Ty was skeptical, “Ya, well most men might like being with two stone foxes like you two, but I bet not many would want them force you to take an enema in a place where just about anyone could come in see what was going on.” Darcy bent down to kiss him lightly on his lips and then looked up at Tawny and winked at her. Then Tawny bent over and kissed Ty on the lips and when she stood up, she gave a very slight toss of her head, as though she might be tossing her hair from her face, but Darcy got the message and when Tawny said that she had to go make other rounds and that she had a lunch break in 45 minutes, Darcy knew that she was going to meet her in the cafeteria then. Tawny then said to Ty, “Tomorrow is your stress test, Ty, are you ready?” She was rewarded with a big grin from the handsome younger man, “Yes I am…and I know I can pass that test.” Tawny turned to leave saying, “Good, I’ll see you about 10:30. See you around Darcy; that was fun.” She walked out of the room and then Darcy was alone with Ty and for a moment there was just silence as if there was a large elephant in the room that was invisible, but there never-the-less. Darcy sat back down in the chair next to his bed.

After them looking at one another and neither knowing what to say for couple of minutes, Darcy asked apologetically, “Did I go too far with the tease?” Ty looked at her a little sheepishly, then asked, “Why did you want…” then he stopped because he was too embarrassed to voice what he was actually thinking. ‘Enema…why did they want to give me an enema? How embarrassing…’ but he was at a loss for words for a moment; until a brilliant moment of clarity graced his mind and he emoted, “Darcy, could it be that you have some kind of need to humiliate me?” Darcy was taken aback, but thinking about him and about all the previous men in her life, she managed a drop of her own clarity, “That’s a perceptive observation, Ty, but no, I don’t think that I have any need or desire to humiliate you. You make me think, however, that I may have some hidden need to deal with someone in my past; a person to whom given such a touch of humility, I have no doubt that all of woman kind would benefit.” She looked at him with an expectation that she was not fully aware of. Inwardly she was not ready to divulge that the thought of seeing his handsome ass take her enema tube was making her flush; he could perceive this although he was not exactly sure what to make of it so he probed, “So what is there about me that is so different than other men that you…” “You mean that I have slept with?” She interrupted and he paused until he thought out loud, “Well, assuming that I go on this road trip with you and also assuming, for the moment at least, that we’re going to get some practice in-what is it about me makes you want to, uh, well, practice with me?” Darcy couldn’t contain a broad sexy smile as she realized that she could now easily mask her own kinky thoughts and the giggle just burst out of her, “OK…you big hunk, let’s just say that we leave your ‘practice’ in the closet for a moment so my panties don’t get soaked before I get out of here and…” gathering her thoughts into a more cogent line of reason she continued, “Besides the reasons that I already told you about…” “What are those again?” He interrupted with a smile that almost made her heart stop, but she gathered her thoughts to herself for a moment before saying, “I guess that I don’t mind repeating myself in this instance. When I first read about you in the paper, I was struck by the selfless act of defending people that you didn’t know and the way that you took down the robber…” “It got me shot!” Ty interrupted and Darcy interjected, “Do you mean that you wouldn’t do the same thing in different circumstances?” Ty hesitated before reflecting on that fateful day, “I think that I will always have the initial reaction the way I did, but I would probably pay more attention to what’s going on around me than just concentrate on the runner. The police detective that talked to me when I was finally able to talk said that I would have been better off writing down detailed descriptions about what I saw, rather than get into harm’s way. Tawny called it ‘running toward the gunfire’; even if I was armed, I might still have been shot because I never even saw the guy that shot me.” Continuing on her original idea, “So when I first met you, I was taken by your ease with me, remember? You said that you really liked girls. That struck me as being unique compared to my experience with guys…that and the fact that even though you’re good looking enough to make some girls make a wet spot in their jeans, you don’t act like you’re God’s gift to women the way that a lot of guys do. You’re you own man Ty and I really like that about you.”

Ty raised up and sitting on the edge of the bed looked at her sitting in the chair 3 feet away. She just let him run his eyes over her for a moment without comment. She liked the way he was looking at her and she slowly got up and walked to him and interjected herself between his legs and looking at him with the sensual conviction of a woman that knows exactly what she wants, she let out a guttural growl, “Stand up and put your arms around me so I can test drive the fit.” She took in the way that he responded and she liked the fact that he didn’t just leap up and grab her. Instead he took both of her forearms by his large hands, pulled her in closer to him and scanned her face. Then slowly, gently he slid off the bed and as his feet touched the floor, he stood to his full height of 6’-4’’ and enveloped the sensuous vixen in his arms that were still thick from the massive workouts of his wrestling days. At 5’-8”, Darcy was not a short woman, but she could easily bury her face in his chest and she moaned softly is his embrace. After a few minutes of this, she looked up at him and he kissed her and when his lips left hers she whispered, “Road trip, I think we both need a road trip.” “And practice…lots of practice,” He smiled back. 15 minutes later, Darcy gave him her phone number and told him to call her the minute that he knew he was being released. They kissed again and she left him to go meet with Tawny, curious why she wanted to meet without Ty knowing that they were meeting.