Date: Sun, 9 Dec 2007 05:11:46 -0500
From: J W <jw1137@hotmail.com>
Subject: Rescue 3

PREFACE:

Readers familiar with some of my other stories may recognize the reference
to Grace Stern [from `Mother's Know Best' and `New Bathing Suit']. Chrissie
MacDonald [from `Angel of Mersey'] gets mentioned again but I'm not as sure
how she'll fit into this story. Last and most importantly Amanda Sullivan
[from `Soccer Practice'] makes her appearance near the end. Mandy never
seemed to get to center stage in `School Nurse's Delight' but she's gonna
have more luck in this series.

Comments and constructive criticism are always welcome. There hasn't been
much lately so remember if you really enjoy this let me know.

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Alexa wolfed down her breakfast and was standing in the hall with her
school backpack before Olivia and her mother had the table cleared. "That's
one eager beaver" Liv chuckled.

"She's so anxious to see her friends" Emma excused "Why don't you go ahead
I'll finish up here."

"OK if you don't mind. I'd rather not be late getting to the
center... again" the volunteer counselor said.

"By all means I need things to fill my time and this won't even take an
extra ten minutes if I do it by myself." The girl's mother assured. Emma
continued her task mulling over the idea she'd come up with yesterday to
call her husband's sister in law. Through the window she watched the
Aviator disappear down the street.

The young mother recalled when she'd met Grace for the first time sixteen
years ago, about a week after hers' and Marks City Hall wedding. Emma was
barely twenty at the time and a little scared by her new
circumstance. `Getting knocked up is just not a good way to go' Alexa's
mother recognized. The boy, man really, Mark Stern was two years older and
holding down a steady job. Emma's relations with her parents had been
strained for several years. The auburn haired beauty had extended her
teenaged rebellious years just a little too far. The pregnancy was the last
straw.

She only learned much later that it had been Grace who'd convinced her
brother in law, younger by almost ten years, to `do the right thing'. In a
lot of ways Emma now wished she'd stayed out of it. `This'll be her chance
to make things right. It's partly her fault that I'm even in this
predicament' Alexa's mother rationalized. `How to get her number' she
puzzled as she wiped the kitchen table. `I know she has a financial
interest in that boutique downtown... I am downtown. It's probably less
than a twenty minute walk. Somebody there will know how to get in touch
with her! ...I'll go over there tomorrow.' Feeling better now that she had
a plan, Emma headed upstairs to get out of the slightly funky velour
outfit. `I gotta wash this thing' she resolved `I'm not used to only having
one thing to lounge around in.'

Emma rummaged in the drawer where she'd stowed the meager wardrobe she'd
managed to escape with. `Nothing left!' she blanched. `Not even any fresh
underwear. I'm gonna have to do some wash' she realized and began
separating the dirty clothes into piles. She headed down to the laundry
room off the kitchen with the load of delicates in her arms. Setting up the
machine she took the clothes basket upstairs to assemble the next
load. `These lounging suits will be next' she decided tossing her
daughter's velour pants and top into the basket. `What to put on while they
were in the wash?' Emma recalled seeing something hanging in the closet
where she'd hung her dress. Sure enough there were two men's shirts in
there. The washer woman held the silk shirt on the hanger up against
herself. It was huge. `Alex and I would both fit in this thing with room to
spare. I don't think Liv will mind if I borrow it for a couple of hours.'

She stripped off the velour suit and slipped the shirt onto her naked
body. The soft cool silk felt thrilling on her skin. `This is kinda nice'
Emma concluded feeling the silk glide over her sensitive areolas. Trying to
ignore the erotic stimulation she buttoned the shirt and glanced in the
mirror. The pale blue shirt tails came down to just above her well formed
knees. `Respectable enough' she judged picking up the basket for the return
down stairs. She'd just put the lingerie into the dryer and started the
delicate cycle when she heard the front door close. It should have made her
a little nervous but it didn't.

Olivia dropped off her purse and keys in the hall. As soon as she entered
the kitchen she heard the dryer running. When she reached the door of the
laundry room she had another one of those heart stopping visions. Emma was
bent over the clothes basket stuffing the next load into the washer. The
blue silk ended above the rounded contours of the remarkable ass. Peeking
through the gap between her slender thighs Emma's hairless vulva was just
visible. Speechless and breathless Liv just stood there. The woman loading
the washing machine looked back over her shoulder with out altering her
stance. "Hi Liv, I didn't expect you back so soon." The flabbergasted home
owner opened her mouth but nothing came out. `Is it possible she doesn't
realize the display she's putting on' the shaky woman wondered. Emma
completed her task and turned around. "I ran out of clothes; I found this
in the closet in our bedroom, I hope that's OK" she said somewhat nervously
tugging at the silk shirt.

"Uh... yeah, its fine; I don't even recognize it." Liv responded with great
effort. In spite of the abundant size of the shirt it seemed to mold itself
over the younger woman's breasts. `It's the cut' Olivia theorized `made for
a man there's no allowance for breasts.'

"One more load should do it" the woman in the blue silk shirt announced as
she picked up the empty basket. Liv was disappointed when her house guest
bent at the knees. The home owner shifted out of the doorway allowing her
to pass. `Wow I think she's really into it' Emma celebrated as she climbed
the stairs `That look on her face... what else could it be?' The temptress
was well aware of the way she was showing off her ass when her rescuer
arrived. `She definitely seemed to enjoy the view yesterday morning. Now
that was an accident but the way she looked at me made my pussy
twitch. Even the fun in the tub last night and an encore in bed isn't
enough. Chrissie's got me addicted to tongue. Its almost like nothing else
will do.' By the time the young mother reached the bedroom she knew the
insides of her thighs were wet. She set the clothes basket on the bed and
slipped into the washroom `Just to clean up' she told herself.

Olivia reached under her skirt and clutched her mons. `Oh Jesus; if she
keeps this up I don't know what I'm gonna do'. Her other hand automatically
pinched one of her dramatically protruding nipples which sent its thrilling
nerve impulse straight to her clit. Straightening up she licked her
diddling fingers before washing he hands in the kitchen sink; deciding what
to make for lunch. She felt like something fresh. Digging in the
refrigerator she started pulling out a variety of vegetables to cut up for
a salad. She was running water in the sink to wash the ingredients when the
Jennifer Hewitt look alike sauntered through causing the chef's nipples to
get itchy again. "I'm making up a salad for lunch, will you join me?"

"Sounds gr...." Emma's response was cut short by the sound of her cell
phone. Picking up the melodic little gadget from the kitchen table she
flipped it open and said hello. "Alex!" she shrieked "what's wrong?" Olivia
snapped around ready to spring into action as soon as she had any
indication what action to spring into. Emma listened for several seconds
before saying "No honey I don't think that's a good idea." Looking at Liv,
the terror gone from her face "You can stay over at Amanda's some other
time; you know, when things are more settled." The beleaguered mother
raised her arms toward her host in a classic `what do I do now'
gesture. "But... but honey, sweetheart you don't have any clothes with
you." Emma recognized how weak the argument was since the girl didn't have
any clean clothes there either at the moment. She was looking at Liv
helplessly again. The hostel provider took a piece of paper from beside the
kitchen wall phone and wrote `Let her stay' on it. The distraught mother
looked at the script and then at the older woman. Indecision was written
all over her face. Emma said nothing for several seconds again `Alexa is
doing a pretty good job of pleading her case' Olivia concluded.

"OK honey, OK don't cry" `a-ha the ultimate weapon' Liv thought. "OK but
you call me as soon as you get to Amanda's and again before you leave for
school in the morning; deal?" the concerned look was still there "I love
you sweetheart" she clicked the phone closed looking a little
bewildered. Olivia went around the table and put her arm around the pensive
mother.

"Don't worry she'll be fine. You don't make her sit home with you every
minute under normal circumstances; do you?" the woman holding the cell
phone shook her head in the negative. "Well let her get out and forget
about the troubles for awhile. It'll do her a world of good."

"I hope you're right" Emma said dabbing a tear. She got up from the table
and went into the laundry room to continue her chore. Liv started picking
out the carrots that had been soaking in the sink and peeling them. The
older woman felt more than saw her house guest return from next door. She
caught the chef's attention when she picked up a robust cucumber from the
counter. "If Mark was hung like this I'd still be with him... no matter
what." Out of the corner of her eye Liv saw the young woman, in the
surprisingly revealing silk shirt, turning the deep green vegetable over
longingly in her hands.

"I was given the impression you'd switched teams" she said suppressing the
disappointment in her voice.

"I didn't know you could only have it one way or the other" Emma countered
feeling a yearning deep inside as she examined the hard cylindrical
melon. "Sometimes you need to be... I don't know... filled up. Ya know what
I mean?" Olivia now looked her young friend directly in the face and said

"Well if you need it honey be my guest, I have another one." The lust in
the young woman's eyes was unmistakable and Liv felt her own womanhood
begin to throb again. Emma seemed to be seriously considering the offer
when her host added "I've got something even better upstairs." Emma's eyes
always appeared large but when the older woman implied that she had a sex
toy they got positively huge. The horny celebrity double's jaw was slack
and she appeared to be trying to rewet her lips with her tongue. "Would you
like to see it?" there was no immediate response so Liv took the cucumber
from her friend's hands, startled by how much they were both shaking. The
dark green cylinder plopped into the water filled sink, as Liv took the
trembling woman's hand and lead her toward the stairs.

"I've never... I mean I've seen them, but I.... I've never actually touched
one" Emma was murmuring, almost to herself, as they entered the master
bedroom. Olivia took her toy out of the bedside table and presented it to
her trembling friend. The older woman marveled at the mixture of shock and
lust on her house guest's face. She held the ten inch purple dong, with the
rows of flexible spines, straight up for the younger woman's
inspection. Liv was pleased at the sound that came from her companion; as
though all the air had suddenly been let out of her.

"Go ahead, touch it" Liv suggested after what seemed a long time. Emma's
hand rose slowly and shakily toward the soft pleasure tool. When her
fingers made contact with the rubbery spines she pulled her hand away as
though she'd received an electric shock. Holding the squishy dildo by its
base and watching the young mother's awestruck reaction set the home
owner's pussy a blaze. "It won't hurt you, believe me" Liv encouraged and
grasped her reticent partner's wrist, guiding it back to the sex toy. This
time tentative fingers bumped over the soft projections before gripping the
shaft and squeezing with increasing force.

"Oh...oh my God!" she groaned trying to imagine the feeling the chunk of
plastic would create if it were inserted into her dripping pussy. She could
feel the lubrication on her inner thighs again. The warm glow had turned to
a throb and now to a steady ache.

"Would you like to try it?" the purveyor of sexual ecstasy asked. Emma
stood transfixed. Releasing the toy to her friend's grip Olivia gently
rotated the quivering woman by the shoulders and sat her down. Swinging the
near catatonic woman's legs up the host had her house guest stretched out
full length on the bed. Emma had not taken her eyes off the augmented
phallus in her hand. It took some doing, between how badly her hands were
shaking, how flexible and slippery the silk was, but Liv managed to release
all the buttons down the blue shirt front. When she spread the flimsy
garment she felt a thunder clap between her legs. She had seen missus Stern
naked last night and it was thrilling but that was at a distance and
through a peep hole reflected in a mirror. The vision from arms length away
was spectacular. As a nurse Olivia had seen more than her share of naked
bodies and the word that came to her mind was `perfect'. The younger
woman's round firm, too large for her frame, breasts stood atop her chest
with amazingly little deflection caused by gravity. The pale areolas
sported a cherry red bump in the center protruding succulently from the
faint pinkish two inch circle. Eyes roving down Liv took in the flat tummy
and the pinched waist before encountering the womanly flair of her house
guest's hips. Her scrutinizing gaze came to a full stop at the tiny patch
of auburn hair immediately above Emma's swollen vulva.

"Let me help you" the kind-hearted nurse offered, flexing the younger
woman's legs and positioning her as she had done many times with patients
preparing them for gynecological examination. Running her hands down the
inside of the satiny smooth thighs, as she spread them, Liv saw the
slightly milky juice leaking from between the labial petals. The alluring
fragrance almost overcame her. She valiantly resisted the desire to apply
her mouth to the weeping womanhood and drink in the precious fluid.

Emma was only vaguely aware of what was happening. The erotic toy in her
hands was her entire focus. She felt her legs being spread and cool air
circulating over her wet super heated sex. She offered no resistance when
other hands gently plucked the squishy plastic tool from her fingers. Her
hands felt empty and it seemed appropriate to address the intense tingling
sensation that was radiating from her nipples. She clutched her breasts and
squeezed sending a glorious nerve impulse directly to her throbbing
clit. The nurse used the fingers of her left hand to spread the slippery
labial flaps. Once again it took a heavy dose of self control to keep from
wrapping her lips around the clitoral bud that was standing proudly above
the entrance. When the rounded bullet shaped nose of the purple dong made
contact with her vestibule Emma jumped and groaned. "Just relax sweetheart
you're going to love this" Olivia assured the woman who was now looking
down with some trepidation. `Unless her husband is hung like a pony this is
gonna feel pretty big' Liv thought as she began to slowly insert the
pleasure stick. With steady but very little pressure the purple phallus
began to disappear.

"Uh..uh...oh...oh fuck" the prone woman splayed on the bed grunted as the
tool went in. She had stopped rubbing her tits and was now clenching
handfuls of bed sheets as the wand filled her up. Just as they were
designed to do, the flexible spines tickled over Emma's distended clit. She
was becoming breathless and the moans were softer because of it. Liv was
using her left hand to keep the woman's hips from bucking but she was
loosing the battle. About a third of the way in the talented nurse made a
slight withdrawal followed by a quick thrust. The nurse knew climax was
imminent and began a steady thrust and retract motion two or three inches
long.

Whether Emma picked up the older woman's rhythm or vice versa somehow they
got in synch. The younger woman's hips were clearing the bed at the top of
her stroke. Liv allowed the stroke to lengthen until the magic wand was
being nearly pulled all the way out and then immediately plunged in until
there was just enough left for the hard working nurse to grip. Thrashing
wildly on the bed the ecstatic woman buried her face in a pillow to muffle
a long wailing scream. A blast of very warm thin fluid hit Olivia's wrist
and flowed down over her fingers. the second and third squirts were not as
powerful and wound up coating the toy as Emma rolled on her side and
clenched her thighs together unable to stand the stimulation in her post
orgasmic moment. Liv released the dildo leaving it inside the shuddering
young woman while she greedily licked and sucked the precious ejaculate off
her right hand. "Oh fuck... Oh my God!" Emma moaned over and over into the
pillow.

The older woman stripped so quickly that several buttons were sacrificed in
the process but there was no time to waste. On the bed she gently rolled
Jennifer Hewitt's twin over and began extracting the tool, eliciting a deep
groan from the murmuring woman. Liv was tempted to lick the heavily coated
plastic clean but her lower lips had the more urgent need. Carefully
positioning the soft nose she made a smooth full insertion which sent a
mind numbing wave of pleasure washing over her. Slow steady stroking fanned
the flames and she felt the pressure building toward explosion. The
pleasure plateaued as she continued her long strokes varying speed and
occasionally twisting the soft plastic dong. She floated on the waves of
erotic sensation but increasingly longed for the ultimate release that just
wouldn't seem to come.

Emma propped up with her head resting on her hand watched in fascination as
the older woman masturbated. She was amazed at the way Liv's nipples stuck
out and the way her teardrop shaped breasts lolled to the outside jiggling
and flopping with the nurse's gyrations. Occasionally Liv grabbed and
squeezed the pliable mounds as she rammed the dildo in and out. Sliding
down between her host's bent knees she watched the substitute phallus go
in, seemingly taking the long labial flaps with it and then out pulling all
the engorged flesh back into view. Each stroke caused the supple spines to
bump over her partner's very erect, very prominent clit.  The spectacle was
reigniting the fire that had reduced to embers after her thunderous climax.

Sitting between her partner's legs, idly toying with her own breasts she
began to sense that something was wrong. `She's stuck' the younger woman
realized having experienced the situation herself. As evidence Liv's moans
and grunts of joy had taken on a tone of frustration. Emma came to the
rescue. Sliding up beside her host she took one of the large hard nipples
in her mouth and began sucking and tonguing the rubbery peg. With her hand
she pulled and twisted the other teat. The sudden, not to mention
unexpected, stimulation of her breasts broke the log jam. To the thrusting
woman it was as though gasoline had been poured on the smoldering fire in
her belly. Unfortunately the boost was short lived and she soon found
herself accustomed to the new erotic sensations and leveled off on a
different but no less frustrating plane. Just when she thought she'd have
to give up she felt the soft hands on her inner thighs. Opening her eyes
for the first time since she'd inserted the magic wand, Liv saw the
gorgeous creature that had authored her arousal originally kneeling between
her legs.

"Let me help" her rescuer said softly. Emma now had her hand on the older
woman's groin and began stroking the grossly distended clit with her
thumb. Encouraging sparks flew and the frustrated counselor found she was
unable to take her eyes of the beautiful face and dangling tits framed by
her thighs. The kneeling woman took hold of the toy and twisted it a couple
of times before she pulled it completely out. Tossing the soaking purple
tool aside, she descended on the over stimulated vulva. The feel of the
soft lips and tongue on her womanhood sent a new and delightfully intense
shockwave through her whole body. What amazed Liv was how stimulating the
long soft auburn hair felt caressing her thighs and lower belly. It was
that sensation even more than the suction on her clit that sent her over
the edge. The upward thrust caused the hair to move over her pudendum and
surrounding regions. It was not an explosion, just a blessed relief that
flooded over the thankful nurse.

Emma heard the culminating grunt and felt everything tense briefly and then
relax. Instinctively she immediately stopped lapping the older woman's
pussy, and laid her head on her lover's abdomen knowing she had
accomplished her mission. They were laying there in the blissful silence
when Emma heard the melody from her cell phone. She surprised herself by
how quickly her mind was able to shift gears. Running naked through the
hall and down the stairs knowing it had to be Alex. Retrieving the singing
little device from the kitchen table she managed a breathless `hello'
fighting the panic that threatened to overwhelm her. "Hi mom!" her
daughter's jovial voice quenched the panic.

"Alex where are you" the mother gasped, still breathless more from
emotional trauma than physical exertion.

"I'm at Mandy's place, you told me to call as soon as I got here" the girl
replied with some indignation. Emma glanced at the clock on the microwave;
two thirty.

"So early?"

"I had a spare last period and Mandy decided to skip; everything's fine mom
don't sound so upset." Olivia slipped a terry towel robe over the naked
mother's shoulders from behind which Emma thankfully pulled around her
goose bump coated body.

"OK sweetheart I'm sorry. Thanks for calling in. I love you." the chilled
woman apologized.

"Love you too mommy" the phones clicked shut. Emma met Olivia's gaze and
there was no need for words. The older woman resumed her carrot peeling and
Emma returned to the laundry room as if the last hour and a half had been a
dream.

Alexa Stern set her phone down on Amanda Sullivan's bedside table. The two
girls were dressed alike in short pleated skirts and white blouses. Sitting
cross legged on the bed facing each other Mandy said, "So then what
happened?" Alex looked confused. "You were telling me about yesterday
morning when you weren't feeling well" Amanda prompted.

"Oh yeah" Alexa recalled where she'd left off. "I was you know....enjoying
myself when missus Hays knocked on the door." Mandy's eyes drifted down to
the tantalizingly exposed crotch of her classmate's white panties. "I told
her she could come in....