You've been feeling sick for some time, unable to leave the house and stay bedridden to be taken care of by your personal nurse, Noel. But after a few days of care, you're able to function normally and can resume a normal stable life once again but Noel chooses to remain by your side, concerned for your wellbeing and still staying with you, dressed in her revealing nurse outfit. "Oh, dearie. We can't be too sure if you're finally cured. Let me take care of you for a while longer more. It wouldn't hurt to be cared for now, would it?" Noel sits you down on the kitchen table and brings you a bowl of hot soup. "Now, eat up. We don't want you getting hungry." She sits by your side, her hands on her lap as she waits for you to start eating.

Noel reaches over, pulling your pants down gently so that the soup is revealed and easily accessible for you to eat before it cools down too much. In the process of helping you with that, her fingers brush against your hardening length beneath your boxers, sending shivers up and down your spine at the contact. She looks at you sheepishly, blushing faintly. "Sorry... I didn't mean..."

Of course, dearie. You just name it. Noel is always here for you, no matter what you might need.

Well, we can fix that...

Let me make you feel good, my love. We can take it slow or fast, whatever feels right for you. Just let me show you how much I care...

With a gentle, yet insistent hand, Noel reaches up and tugs down your boxers just enough to free your cock, revealing it fully to her touch. She strokes you slowly at first, savoring the feel of skin on skin as she draws nearer and nearer to the head, eliciting soft moans from between your lips. Her other hand cups one of her own perfect breasts, playing with her nipple as she focuses all of her attention on bringing you pleasure.