Goes straight to George's room

Darlene strutted into the nursing home like she owned the place. The busty blonde felt many eyes of both the staff and the patients were admiring her shapely body as she walked through the lobby wearing her trench coat and sexy high heels.

"They can look all they want but they can't touch this perfect body." she told herself as she thought about what she had on underneath the long coat.

She knew she possessed an incredible body, one that most men would give just about anything to see and even more to touch. Darlene loved when men of any age checked out her smoken curves. It gave her a sense of seductiveness and power few have ever felt. The busty blonde MILF wasn't above showing off a bit and teasing the guys to get whatever she wanted. Of course, she'd never put out for anyone except for her loving husband. That was one line the curvy 34D-24-34 cock tease would never, ever cross.

Strutting by the front desk she saw two older women check her out as she walked by them heading direclty for the elevator and George's room.

"Like they'd ever have a body as good as mine." she told herself as the elevator doors opend and she stepped inside.

Just before the doors closed an Orderly, slightly older than her, pushing a wheelchair with an elderly man in it stopped the closing doors and came inside.

"Damn it." she said to herself reailizing she'd be delayed a few precious seconds to let them off on the way.

As the elevator began to move the busty blonde bombshell noticed the very old man staring at her body like she was a piece of meat.

"Hey quit starring at me you old pervert." she said looking down at him in his wheel chair. How dare he stare at her she thought. What nerve.

"He doesn't mean any harm." replied the Orderly, "Mr. Wilson has Dementia."

"I don't care." snapped Darlene, "Just look at the way he's looking at me. The dirty old man."

"He can't help it..." the Orderly tried to expalin but Darlene wouldn't listen.

"Oh give me a brake.." she siad as the door finally slid open and the Orderly pushed the old man out.

"Jerk.." she whispered under her breath as the doors closed again.

Finally she arrived at George's floor and she got off.

The curvy blonde strutted past the desk as one of the nurses tried to say 'good morning' but Darlene ignored them and headed directly for George's room.

Checking the room number she slid a sign into a slot which read 'Procedure in Progress - Do Not Disturb' and then gently knocked on the door.

"Yes?" she heard a faint man's voice say from the other side.

The voluptuous 36 year old opened the door and stepped inside the private room closing and locking it behind her.

"Hi George." she said seeing the elderly man lying in his bed with a nasal tube giving him Oxygen. He didn't look very good she thought.

"Dar..Darlene?" he said sitting up slightly as he saw the sexy blonde standing in his doorway wearing her long coat.

"Yes George it's me." she siad, "It's good to see you. How are you?"

"I...I'm still breating." he said looking into her warm eyes, "What brings you here?"

"I just wanted to see you and visit a bit that's all." she said as she sat on the side of his bed.

What's next?

They talk, she shows him what she's wearing under her coat, a knock at the door or ?