Lola came up to bed. She was washing her face as Tunde lay “working” on his laptop.
He looked up to ask, “So, how’s Uzoh’s condition? Did your work with him help?”
Lola knew Tunde was most likely watching her massage and have sex with Uzoh a few minutes ago via his “hidden” cameras, but she couldn’t know for sure. As a result, she became suspicious of his question.
“Yes. He’s a lot better after his treatment.” Lola admitted. She thought it best to keep her knowledge of Tunde’s cameras a secret.
“No, not yet. I guess I can have this friend of Uzoh’s over so I can help him. I don’t know who he is though. I don’t think I have met him.” Lola knew it wasn’t any of Uzoh’s friends like Etim, otherwise he would have said as much. It must be another friend. Someone she hadn’t met yet.
The next morning, Lola was making breakfast for Tunde and Uzoh in an old cotton pair of shorts and a tank top. Uzoh entered the kitchen.
“Uzoh, you were talking about another friend who had your condition? Is it someone I know?” she asked casually, serving Uzoh a steaming plate of eggs.
Uzoh smiled and picked up his fork. He was happy she was thinking about his conversation and the prospect of fucking another big dick.
“No, his name is Fisayo. You haven’t met Fisayo. His wife and mine were friends and we used to do a lot together- movies, go out to eat, football games.” He began eating, watching Lola’s round ass in her shorts.
Uzoh was telling the truth about the nature of his relationship with Fisayo. His old friend did not, however, have a “condition,” other than the pretend condition Uzoh also suffered from. Uzoh enjoyed showing Lola off to his friends and secretly had plans to get her involved with more of his friends over time.
Lola turned from the stove. “Oh, I see. Well, if I can help him, he’s welcome. We have that massage table just for that purpose.” She smiled at Uzoh.
She was eager to get back to the reason she and Uzoh had become friends, which was her sincere desire to help elderly people get along better in their lives. In fact, she was thinking about touching base with the elderly centre to discuss Uzoh’s progress. She hadn’t returned two calls left from the matron who handles the volunteer schedules at the centre. She probably needed to reconnect.
After breakfast, Tunde quietly retreated to his room to watch Lola and Uzoh’s latest video which was recorded with his new camera set up. Now he was on his way to work, and running late. He wasn’t sure how he was going to get anything done professionally knowing that his wife would be catering to the every need of older men.
He wanted desperately to see her with this other man who needed help, but knew he needed to continue his current approach, which in his mind, was slow and more secretive than he would like.
Since Uzoh had come into their world, Tunde had never had so many amazing orgasms in his life, and ironically, his sex life had never been better, even though he was having less face-to-face sex now than he ever had in their marriage. He was almost exclusively masturbating by himself.
After breakfast, Lola cleaned up the kitchen and went to her bedroom to change. She dressed herself in leggings and a sheer T-shirt that Tunde bought her. She was braless just like Uzoh liked.
She joined Uzoh in the living room as he sat watching a morning cable news show sipping coffee. Lola sat below him, on the floor, and began painting her toenails in a pink shade to match her shirt.
After painting her nails, Lola began to tidy up the house, as part of her normal routine. She did some dusting. She picked up odd clothes and dishes that were scattered about. She started sweeping the kitchen. As she moved into the living room, she noticed Uzoh watching her. He had been watching her going about her housewife duties.
There was something about her domestic side that turned him on. He was smiling at her and his stiff cock was jutting out between his parted robe. He finally had to start stroking his cock at the sight of Lola shaking her body all over the house.
Lola immediately noticed his condition, so she went to Uzoh’s room and grabbed the massage oil before returning to him. She crouched on the floor and began to work on his legs as he sat on the living room sofa.
“You poor thing! Here I was picking up the house when you needed treatment! I’m sorry.”
Lola had his foot in her lap as she worked the oil into his leg. Uzoh was stroking his cock above her, staring down at her perfect breasts as they moved under her tight, see-through shirt.
Lola finished his legs. She scooted closer and put both oily hands on Uzoh’s thick shaft. He let her take his cock from him.
“Baby, your hands are working wonders,” he offered as she was beginning to work on his cock.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
She quickly wiped off her hands and picked up the phone.
“Hello? Yes, he’s right here. One moment.”
“It’s Fisayo.” Lola passed him the phone.
“Thank you, darlin’.”
Uzoh took the phone. “Hey… yep, that was Lola…” he began speaking as Lola moved back to the floor between his legs.
She pushed he knees apart and scooted herself right up against the couch. She resumed stroking him with both hands.
Lola could only hear Uzoh’s end of the conversation as she stroked his cock.
“…Like you wouldn’t believe… Oh yeah, we had dinner last night. He’s totally fine with it…I know…I know.”
Lola began servicing Uzoh orally as he spoke. She plugged her mouth with his fat, smooth cock head and bobbed her head up and down.
She let go of his shaft and held both of his balls in her hands. She began sucking noisily while massaging his testicles. Uzoh was watching her play with his cock enthusiastically as he spoke with his friend.
“I think you should. Let me ask…” Uzoh cradled the receiver against his shoulder.
“Do you think you could swing by and pick up Fisayo? He lives in an old people’s home about five miles from here.”
Lola removed her mouth with a slurping sound, released his balls, and resumed stroking him with both hands.
“That sounds great! Just let me know when,” without waiting for a response, she lowered her head onto his cock again.
Uzoh finished the call and watched Lola work her magic on his dick.
Her mouth was sealed tightly around Uzoh’s responding shaft. She bobbed her mouth up and down, letting her spit mix with the oil.
Not one to neglect his balls, she leaned forward and took each one into her mouth, massaging and kissing each.
After sucking his testicles, she scooted herself up and wrapped her breasts around his thick tool. She started moving them up and over his cock head. Uzoh put his hands on her shoulders and helped the bouncing lady find a good pace.
“That’s it, Lola. Your breasts feel amazing.” He loved how her breasts wrapped completely around his giant member. Only a girl with enormous breasts could manage this kind of tit fuck.
It was easy for Lola. She simply smiled and did her best to keep his thick, dark cock between her massive, creamy tits. She dutifully pumped her torso up and down in the black man’s lap.
Uzoh watched Lola’s delicate pink fingers as they dug deep into her supple tit flesh, holding her warm orbs around him.
Uzoh was close. “Push them in a little tighter, darlin’… like that… yep, a little tighter… that’s it… UNGH!”
Syrupy cum erupted powerfully from Uzoh’s cock, splattering over Lola’s forehead and eyes. But she was used to it. She kept pumping, squeezing her breasts tight around Uzoh’s bucking shaft.
He spurted several times, his pale spunk quickly glazing over her face, neck, and the tops of her tits.
His warm cum formed a runny pool in her cleavage. Uzoh slid his sperm-slicked cock out of her cleavage and held it by the base. He clubbed it against the front of her slippery tits, making sure to smack directly on her nipples. This caused him to ooze a few more thick lumps of cum onto the tops of her breasts.
Uzoh loved tit-fucking her.
“I don’t think I will ever get tired of that. You do wonders for an old man like me, Lola.” Uzoh shook his dick off onto Lola’s chest and sat up straight.
Lola rose and headed to the nearest bathroom to clean up. She was a mess.
As she mopped up Uzoh’s load, he spoke to her, raising his voice so she could hear, “Poor Fisayo. Same situation as me. The nurses can only do so much to help his circulation so he suffers. We go to the same doctor. Not many physical therapists will help people with our problem the way you do, Lola. You are a life-saver.”
After cleaning herself, Lola was still in house-pick-up mode and found herself in Uzoh’s room, picking up around his bed, thinking about what he was saying. She can’t imagine how any professional therapist or nurse could treat a man like Uzoh and not realize that he needs the kind of therapy that he does.
‘Just look at how much Uzoh ejaculates and how often he needs his legs and penis stimulated’ she thought.
She began thinking about what other kinds of ailments he would have to endure if she didn’t perform her daily therapy on him. His legs could become numb, leading to a fall. What if he didn’t ejaculate for a while and his balls filled up? She soon began to feel guilty and needed to talk to him.
“Uzoh, I’ve been thinking about your need of medical treatment.”
Uzoh sat up. Lola had a serious tone in her voice. He didn’t like the sound of this.
“Okay, what’s on your mind, darlin?'”
“Don’t you think I should be more appropriate toward you? That maybe I’m being a little too unprofessional when I help you with your condition? Or the way I dress, don’t you think I should focus more on helping with your treatment and less on my own needs and wants?”
Uzoh took a moment to think about what Lola had just said before responding.
“Well, when you wear sexy clothes and use your body to help me with the circulation of my…penis, you are doing more than any therapist could do. The doctor said it is important for me to have my blood circulating throughout all my lower extremities.
The sexual part of what you do is about the only thing that could stimulate circulation in my penis. You need to wear sexy clothes because it helps me, Lola.”
Uzoh paused and looked intently into Lola’s eyes to convey his sincerity, then continued.
“Seeing your sexy body gets the circulation moving through my old body parts, and that’s a very good thing for my health. I am lucky to have you and that you are so willing to help me in that area. This has been more helpful than any therapist could ever be.”
Lola smiled and looked down sheepishly.
Uzoh concluded, “It makes me feel happy, and much less guilty to know that you are able to get something out of our relationship and that you seem to enjoy sex with me.”
Lola smiled again. “I’m glad, Uzoh. You make me feel so good. I can’t imagine not being able to touch you the way I want to touch you. That would be torture!”
“You can always have access to my body, angel. You are doing more for me than anyone ever has, and I thank you.”
Uzoh and Lola were holding hands as they spoke. Lola was standing at the side of the bed.
Satisfied with Uzoh’s reassurance, she changed the subject.
“How bad off is your friend Fisayo? Does he have the same issues as you?”
Lola was wondering how the experience would differ from Uzoh to Fisayo and whether Fisayo would need his penis stimulated in the same way as Uzoh.
She couldn’t help but think back to last week when she had helped Uzoh and his friends all have orgasms and how sexy she felt. She wondered if Fisayo’s condition was as bad as Uzoh’s and if he would make her feel as sexy as the other men did. She was looking forward to helping another man.
“His condition is worse than mine. His nurses haven’t ever fully treated him. Most they do is give his legs a rub-down, but nothing beyond that.”
Uzoh had been bragging to his friend Fisayo about Lola. Fisayo didn’t believe a word Uzoh said. He couldn’t wait to see the expression on his face when Lola picked him up. Hewould make sure she would be wearing something sexy.
“Why don’t we go pick up Fisayo right now so you can start helping him?”
Like Tunde, Uzoh was also turned on by the thought of Lola having sex with another man. There was something so sexy and yet so innocent about Lola and how she handled a dick that drove Uzoh crazy.
“I’m ready when you are!” Lola was excited.
“Darlin,’ since you’re going to be helping with his circulation why don’t you put on something sexier for us.”
“You’re right, Uzoh. Let me change.” Lola had the perfect outfit in mind.
After several minutes, Lola returned, proudly showing Uzoh her outfit. She had her hair pulled back in a neat bun.
She wore a small, thin, tank top that left her neck and shoulders exposed, but the real highlight of the shirt was her bulging cleavage. The tank top would probably get her in trouble if she wore it in a public place.
Completing her outfit, she had a pair of black short-shorts that barely covered her.
Uzoh was still getting dressed so Lola put lotion on her smooth, toned legs. Her pink toe nail polish was perfect with her outfit.
Finally, Uzoh and Lola were ready to get Fisayo.
Lola pulled up and parked as Uzoh directed her. Just as he had described, Fisayo lived in a semi-supervised elderly home; in the non-supervised section. This consisted of several small apartments made to look larger by the way the front was designed.
Lola opened her door. She hesitated a moment, self-conscious about her slutty outfit. Looking from right to left, she exited the car.
“He’s just right up here.” Uzoh pointed at the door at the end of the concrete walk they were on.
Fisayo had lost his wife some time ago and his family had arranged for him to live in this place as they were moving out of the country and could no longer look in on him.
Fisayo was expecting Uzoh and was sitting by his front window watching for him. He had heard a lot of bragging about how he had met this perfect woman who was into older men. Fisayo said it sounded like a scam, but Uzoh’s story just kept getting more fantastic by the day.
He didn’t think Uzoh’s report had one scintilla of truth. Either the bitch was far less attractive, or much older, a prostitute, or an escort or something, but he did not believe the story Uzoh was telling him. There was just no way a hot woman was giving herself to that old man like that.
Looking out the window, he watched an expensive imported SUV pull up. A woman carefully got out. She was very shapely and attractive, but judging by the way she dressed, he thought she must be some kind of prostitute.
What was she doing here? She walked around her car and helped someone out of the passenger seat. Fisayo’s jaw dropped when he recognised his friend Uzoh.
“That old dawg,” he said with a chuckle.
As he watched Uzoh walk arm-in-arm with this sexy woman up to his door, Fisayo realized that Uzoh was telling the truth. Now he found himself thinking back to all the bragging and trying to remember what Uzoh said and what he could expect from this woman.
The couple approached slowly as Lola helped Uzoh shamble up the walk. Fisayo became mesmerized as they got closer. ‘Man, that girl is bouncing up a storm!’ He began to feel something happen in his groin area as he watched Lola sway up the walk.
He wasn’t one to masturbate, so his dick was not exactly getting the same amount of attention as Uzoh’s. Still, Fisayo recognized that age-old tingling. He was getting a hard-on.
They were almost at the door and Fisayo still couldn’t believe it. “Jesus, Lord, God above, have mercy,” he said aloud. He had never seen a finer woman, either on TV or in real life. Fisayo felt his stiffening cock over his trousers and moved toward the door in anticipation of the knock.
Before Uzoh could touch the door, Fisayo opened it wide, completely ignoring Uzoh and focusing entirely on Lola and her sexy body. He stepped out of his apartment and onto the porch.
“My goodness, who is this here?” Fisayo held his arms open and put his hands on Lola’s hips as she leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. Her scent was scintillating. Fisayo brought her in close, letting his hand slide onto her ass as Uzoh introduced him.
“Nice to meet you, Fisayo. I’ve heard a lot of nice things about you!”
Lola smiled and looked the old man up and down as he finally shook Uzoh’s hand.
“Are you ready to go?” As Uzoh asked the question, Fisayo closed the door behind him and then locked the deadbolt. Uzoh and Lola hadn’t even made it inside Fisayo’s apartment. He was ready to go.
Uzoh continued, “I guess that’s a ‘yes’.”
They made their way down the walk, Lola helping Uzoh and Fisayo follow behind, studying every inch and curve of Lola’s bouncy ass in the tight shorts.
Upon reaching the car, Lola helped both elderly men into their seats before slipping into the driver’s seat.
“So, Lola, Uzoh tells me you’re a volunteer down at the elderly centre?” Fisayo addressed Lola from the back seat.
He sat up so he could peer over her shoulder. Fisayo looked down at her broad cleavage. Her soft skin jiggled slightly with the motions of the car.
“Well, yes. I don’t report to the place in person. I just phone-in and give them an update on Uzoh’s condition every week…except, I missed last week.”
Lola adjusted her rearview mirror to see Fisayo’s face, but she found his gaze not meeting hers. He was staring at her breasts.
“I didn’t know you did that.” Uzoh interrupted.
“I’ve called twice. They barely remember you.” She looked over at Uzoh. “They didn’t even know you had a medical condition.” Lola wore a look of concern.
Fisayo looked at Uzoh and raised his eyebrows.
“How could they not know about our condition, Uzoh?” He was worried the gig was up before he even had a chance with Lola.
Fisayo used the conversation to introduce what he and Uzoh had talked about over the last several days: Fisayo had the same condition and needed the same treatment as Uzoh.
“Well, I don’t get out that way much, in fact, I haven’t updated my records since I joined about fifteen years ago, before my condition set in. That’s why it wasn’t part of your volunteer paperwork.”
“I think that’s awful. Maybe you two need to update your records.” Lola offered.
“I’ll be sure to call them when I get the chance.” Uzoh reassured Lola.
Uzoh’s answer put Lola at ease. She was now concerned about Fisayo and wondered how he was getting along without any treatment.
She liked Fisayo so far. At sixty-one, he was younger than Uzoh. He was shorter too. Fisayo seemed to be about five-foot-eight and was a little round in the belly, but not fat. He was balding and had a kind face. He seemed to really like Lola too. He kept rubbing her shoulder as she drove the car.
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