Bad memories

"Wendy you seemed upset I called you slut earlier is there a reason why?" Pulling her limp bodt up letting her rest her head on my chest

"I don't like being called just slut, it reminds me to much of the loaners just too many bad memories, is it ok if you just call me your slutty maid? I like it more. "

"Of course Wendy we should've set it earlier" I smile and gently kiss her forehead and gently stroke her hair. "Sorry if I upset you, you know I don't want to do that."

"hehe I know you don't, but maybe down the line you can do it I kinda like you calling me names" she smiles and kisses my chest "now mind if I help myself to some of that?" Gently poking the condom

"Help yourself, you know it's fine as long as it's just with me." Helping her the best I can slip off the condom and giving it to her

Gently pushing out the cum, she lets some drip into her mouth as she swirls it around her tongue savouring each drop before swallowing it slowing drinking it bit by bit. Until she finishes it all

"Someone seemed to like their snack." Teasing her kissing her forehead smiling

"Well I know someone here also liked watching me enjoy my snack." Firing back and gently rubbing my semi hard cock with her big toe.

"Maybe a little" come on lets go shower I'm hungry, and we can't just go out smelling of sex can we?"

"Mmmm maybe a little is fine." She jokes getting up with her legs shaking "I think this is the sign that you're doing things right" giggling. "I'll go grab your cane so you can shower first." Grabbing the drawer to move herself across the room.

"Wendy it's fine I can still walk a bit, you come sit down and rest." Sranding up pushing off the bed forcing myself forward to grab Wendy wrapping my arms around her "come on you rest up, I don't want you getting hurt."

"But you're still hurt! You shouldn't be moving this much" as she squirms trying to get out.

"Well, if both of us are injured we are both screwed, so go sit on the bed and recover while I, grab my cane and help you into the shower." Neither of us letting up.

Fine you want to do it this way? So be it. Grabbing her oh her wrist and also right on her thigh, I pick her up and throw her onto the bed making her scream a little both in fear, worry and excitement. Granted, it did cause the injury to burn even more than before with the fires of the deepest pit of hell, but Wendy wouldn't get hurt and that's what matters

"John! WHAT THE HELL" almost shouting making me freeze knowing I went to far as I grab my cane

"I-I'm so sorry Wendy did you get hur-" walking over to check on her when she interupts me

"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH THAT'S GOING TO AFFECT YOUR INJURY?" She said looking unbeiliveably pissed

"I didn't want you to get hurt from not being able to walk properly! b-but aren't you mad I just threw you like a ragdoll? I could've hurt you!" Which just makes her sigh a bit and sits me down next to her with hwr hand on mine.

"I'm just a little bit annoyed that you did, but I've seen you do stuff like that for years, I can trust you enough that you wouldn't do it wrong and hurt me, I have a lot of trust in your skills. But I also know your limits, espicielly with a wound like that, you need rest... please you knoe you can rely on me. I'm worried that your going to hurt yourself even more" She says smiling softly

"I'm sorry Wendy I don't want to worry you, and I don't want you hurt." Kissing her forehead. "I.. I'll try but I'm not good with relying on people, but I'll try" smiling back as we help each other up and wobble to the showers her balence now a lot better.