Fragile

She stood shaking at my doorstep. It wasn't from the weather, her nerves were shot.

I swooped my hand and told her to come in. She moved rather slowly. I knew fully why.

I closed the door and she fell into chest. Sobbing. I put my arms around her and she winced.

"Please don't say it!" She said between sobs.

I let her just sob into me, trying to control my anger. That fucking bastard had beat her again.

How six foot five tall, three hundred pound man could beat a five foot tall ninety nine pound woman to the point that she could barely walk.

This wasn't the first time he had done it; he had done it before and a lot worse. He broke her arm and blackened both eyes shut.

She had gotten a restraining order against him but he would laugh that off and she would just melt when he got all lovey dovey.

But after a few days it was right back to the beatings.

This time she just left after the beatings. She knew she could turn to me, she always did.

"Candy I think you need a warm bath and cup of tea." I suggested.

She was a bit needy at this point, but I convinced her it would do her good. I made her some tea and she sipped it as I drew a warm bath for her.

I got her my cotton robe and left her to relax in the tub. I sat in the living room watching TV.

It came on the news that Bubba as I called him was arrested for breach of peace. During his arrest he broke two police officers arms, and had to be tasered twice before he could be cuffed. So I knew he wouldn't be around for awhile. And I knew I had to keep Candy away from the media as much as possible.

After about an hour I went back upstairs and rapped on the bathroom door.

Candy? I said, she didn't answer, I rapped again and she still didn't answer. I opened the door and called out again "Candy?"

I pounded on the door harder this time and yelled out again "CANDY!"

This time I heard her stir a little and the water sloshing about.

"Yes!" She said a bit groggily

"Are you a prune yet?" I said

"No but the water is a bit cold." She replied.

The stopper was released and I heard her get out of the tub.

"I'll be out in a few minutes Mike." She said.

"I'll wait downstairs for you Candy."

I went back downstairs and waited.

She came down the fleece robe still hanging low on her body. She sat on the couch next to me and placed her head on my shoulder.

"Thank you for letting me sleep." She said as she kissed my cheek.

"I will let you have my bedroom Candy." I said.

"Where will you sleep?" She asked.

"Here!" and I tapped the arm of the couch. "It is a fold out."

"Mike I can't put you out like this." I'll take couch." She said.

I insisted that she take my bedroom. She finally acquiesced.

Our relationship grew a little but mostly as just friends and not sexual partners. I knew that having sex might break her fragile heart.

The months passed and she started to put on a little bit of weight in all the right places. Her bug bits of tits or 32A's filled out to some B's. Her boney ass filled out to a nice bubble butt.

She stopped dying her hair blonde and let it return to her chestnut brown hair. Her green eyes while once dull now had a nice sparkle to them.

Oh I noticed how she filled out and I take glances at her once in awhile. She caught me a few times. She would just smile and blush a little when she did.

Then one rainy night it was thundering and lightening all night. I fell asleep but sometime during the night I felt her presence slide into the sofa couch.

"Is it okay if I stay with you, at least till the storm is over. " She said.

"Sure!" I said.

She jumped and hugged me tight as one loud boom of thunder crashed about.

We fell asleep soon after and I woke in the morning, her hand holding onto my semi hard cock.

I moved a little and her hand moved with me. It sent a sensation on my cock head. It got harder in her hand.

I lay still and soon her mouth was sucking my cock. She took it deep down her throat. Her head bobbing up and down.

"Candy?" I whispered.

She didn't do anything except kept on sucking my cock. I realized that instead of sleep walking; she was sleep sexing.

She lifted her mouth off my cock and then slide up and sat on my hard six inches. Fucking me hard, her pussy squeezing my rock hard cock inside her.

She threw her head back after a few minutes and let her orgasm go. The juices covering my cock and sliding down it.

I moaned and exploded inside her. After coming three more times she slide off me and went back to her side of the bed.

I waited for a bit and then went and took a shower. I thought it all over in my head while showering.

"Was she really asleep?" Was she awake and just needed sex?" "She always said she loved sex and couldn't last more than three months without a good fucking."

I got my answer when she came in the bathroom and joined me in the shower. She leaned over and kissed the head of my cock. It sent a shiver up my spine and into my libido

I didn't mind the intense sex, this wasn't the problem. The problem was I could lose my license if it was found out I was having sex with a patient of mine.

But my brain never works to well when my dick was being massaged by a pussy or a hot fucking mouth.

So now here I sat flipping burgers and living in another state. My license has been revoked but

Candy and I are still having great sex every night.