Frank Rosen, Room #11

Abbie made it through the rest of the day without getting involved in any more sexual situations with any of the residents. When she came back the next morning there was a note in her locker from the center manager that said, "Please come see me on your lunch break."

Abbie wondered what the manager wanted to see her about? Was she in trouble for her sexual escapades of yesterday? Abbie felt a little strange about it, but the extra money was great. She had double her pay with a blow job and a tit fuck. Performing a few favors was fine with her for that kind of money. She had to finish up the rest of her assigned patients today, and she decided to try and stay out of any unusual situations.

She finished the first three rooms without incident. The occupants were all nice old people, and none of them made any kind of sexual advance. She had only one more room to get to before her lunch break.

She knocked on the door of room #11, and said, "Mr. Rosen, It's me Abbie the new aid, can I come in?"

"Sure come on in," she heard a man's voice say. "I'm just watching a little TV."

Abbie went into the room and saw a man in his late 70's, small and slim. Not a bad looking guy she thought, for an old geezer. She busied herself around the room, making the bed, and working on cleaning up his clothes. She stood up and turned around to say something to him and noticed that Mr. Rosen had been staring at her ass. She noticed that he had a big bulge in his pants, and she said to him trying to ignore his horny stares, "Did you take all your meds today, Mr. Rosen.

"Sure did, I even tried out a new one call Viagra. I have a new girl friend, Colleen in Room #8, and I wanted to make sure my old pecker still worked. Just staring at your hot, young body has given me a big old woody, so I guess the stuff works," he said. "How about you give me a little hand massage and see if we can get it to go down?"

Abbie was about to say no, but he threw in, "I'll give you fifty bucks to help me out here."

Abbie said, "Unzip and pull it out. Let me get some lotion so I can give you a comfortable hand job."

Abbie went into the bathroom and came back with a bottle of lotion. Mr. Rosen was sitting in the same chair, but now had his hard cock sticking up through his pants. It was a nice respectable boner Abbie thought as she poured some lotion on her hands.

"Take your shirt off for me," said Mr. Rosen. I want to see some young tits; I'll give you an extra twenty."

Abbie shrugged and pulled her tee shirt up and over her head, and popped off her bra so he could see her big, pink nipples. She gripped his hard cock with her hands and began to stroke up and down the shaft. He lay back in the chair and closed his eyes as she stroked him off. His hands roamed out to stroke and pull at her nipples, making them swell stiff and hard. Abbie could feel her cunt lube up as she pumped his cock with her hand. His pulling at nipples combined with the hard cock in front of her was making very horny.

Her right hand was moving up and down his shaft. She reached down in his pants with her left hand and cupped his old balls, rubbing them as she jacked him off. His cock was rock hard, the Viagra was doing the trick, and she gripped it as tightly as she could. She pumped up and down the shaft, using her thumb to rub the underside of the fat head. The old man began to breath faster and then moaned loudly as he reached orgasm. His cock dribbled, rather than shot off his load of cum. He seemed to enjoy it just like younger man, and she gripped his cock as he bucked his hips fucking her hand.

She stood up when he finished his orgasm and went into the bathroom to wash his cum off of her hands. He had spewed a nice big load of spunk, and the sticky goo coated her entire fist. When she came back out he had put his cock away, though from the bulge in his pants she thought he still looked pretty hard.

"Do you need anything else Mr. Rosen," she asked him?

"No dear you have done a perfect job today. Here is your payment," he said handing her the promised fifty.

Abbie looked at her watch as she left his room. It was time for lunch.