Chapter 38 38 A MILF

Chapter 38 Chapter 38 A MILF

Nexus held out his other palm, and she poured generously into it. she then watched as he furiously rubbed his palms together again, and began to gently massage the sides of her temple.

He did it gently. In concentric circles, applying the right amount of pressure to soothe. Lady Russell moaned. But not in pain.

Nexus found himself in a bit of a fix.

He saw now that he would have to undress the Lady Russell, and reach down to the parts that needed contact. But how could he do so? He was already pushing his luck by laying hands on the matriarch.

All the tension began to make Nexus stiff. He could almost picture the look on Nora's face as he attempted to undress her mother. If he dared to fondle her in Nora's presence, not even the powerful A.I. system would be able to save him.

He would be executed.

Shit.

He had promised Nora he would heal her. And now, pradoxically, Nora was the one standing in the way of fulfilling his promise.

The Lady Russell was a matured woman. She must have felt Nexus' dilemma. So, she shocked everyone in the room;

"Nora. . ."

The daughter lowered herself; "Yes mother? You need something?"

Her voice, barely above a whisper, she said two words;

"Leave us."

Nora's face went white; "But mother I need to be here for you."

"Privacy," she uttered weakly; "This..healer...needs...privacy..."

Nora tensed, as if mulling it over.

The mother's hoarse voice came again; "Trademark..secret..."

Immediately, Nora got the message.

Of course. If Nexus was as dependable as he had claimed to be, then it was likely that his methods were mysterious. And given his temperament, she knew that he would never ask her to leave. Her mother was right. She had to leave.

She stood up slowly, and let go of her mother's hand;

"Forgive me mister Nexus, I should have known. Believe me, it wasn't my intention to try to glimpse your secret technique."

Nexus simply nodded in understanding, impressing Nora even more.

"I'll be on my way now. But I'll make sure the servants don't disturb you. Don't worry, this household won't betray you by allowing outsiders view your secret technique."

She kissed her mother's hand and swiftly exited the room. Nexus turned to Crystal who was also at the door;

"It's alright, you can leave now. Shut the door firmly behind you."

She promptly obeyed; "Yes m'lord. I'll be at the great hall if you need me."

The door closed, leaving Nexus alone with his first patient.

The two torches in the room, mounted on the walls opposite each other, continued to blaze relentlessly, illuminating and filling the space with a warm orange refulgence. Through the open slits that served as windows, the late evening wind filtered in unhindered.

Nexus drew a deep breath, and turned his face away from the door towards the woman lying alone in the large canopy bed. In slow quiet steps, he approached the left side of the bed, studying the matriarch with watchful eyes, trying to discern where to start from.

Her eyes were closed, and her breathing seemed a little bit stable.

Standing at her side, from a more illuminated angle, Nexus pursed his lips- the Lady was not as old as he had thought. Even sick, her smooth pale white skin, somehow gleamed- like fine bronze. There were no wrinkles, no crow's feet, no bags under her eyes.

She barely looked a day over thirty five. And that was going by the most conservative estimate.

No doubt, if he had met this family under different circumstances, he might have very easily confused her and Nora as sisters- as opposed to mother and daughter.

He pushed back his thoughts, and rolled up his black sleeves even higher, eager to do his work on her. His waist turned slightly as he sat at the edge of the bed. He put forth his right hand, and gently pulled down the duvet.

He all but gaped at the sight that greeted him.

A shocking effect screeched through him as the lower part of her body hit his eyes. She was clad in a transculent white nightie. From her shoulders, the white dress hung on thin-thread-like ropes, reaching all the way down, and stopping at her laps- barely covering her beefy thighs.

Nexus swallowed. His black eyes brightened, as if a sudden fire had been kindled in them.

Her beauty was apparent. But her body was a work of art.

Mounted on her chest were two voluptuous breasts.

Unbelievably full, and deliriously heavy, they poured out freely from the sides of her nightie. The outline of her nipples screamed through the white lace. Nexus' eyes silently wandered down south. Her stomach, surprisingly flat, rested on an even more surprisingly puffed out hips.

Her thick thighs cascaded down to slender legs, and ended with the most beautiful pair of feet Nexus had ever seen. The matriarch's full-blossomed figure teased him through the flimsy dress, taunting him in sensual undertones. Her arms, like her legs were slender as well- sculpted to perfection.

Nora was stunning, but the mother was her upgraded version. Her beauty and blended gracefully with her sex appeal.

Nexus swallowed again as his chest rose and fell in anxious gasps.

He admitted wholly that her maturity brought a whole different flavour to the mix. He stared at her with reverence and desire. This was no child, this was a full grown woman. And it showed in every part of her body.

Damn, the duvet had been really misleading. He was staring at a first grade MILF.

The woman's closed eyes twitched as his hands, still oiled up, rested on the sides of her temple. With professional finesse, he masterfully massaged her. As his hands pressed up on her skin, he could almost feel the violent throbbing of the headache in her skull.

The veins on her head pulsed dangerously. And as Nexus applied pressure, she moaned in her semi-conscious state, grateful for the temporary reprieve from the throbbing pain.

Nexus nervously glimpsed down at her near-perfect body.

Seeing her like this, Nexus could not help but indulge a few chills down his mind. The system had left out this part completely in the mission briefing. It was getting harder and harder to think straight. This was just the first woman. The very first woman he was attempting to heal. How could he succesfully do this with a straight mind?

Damn it,

Focus Nexus,

FOCUS.

He averted his eyes but had to attend to the regions beyond her neckline. However, as he thought about it, he realized that there was the ever present possibility that she might take things the wrong way.

Embarassment had to be avoided- at all cost.

So, he spoke up;

"Mrs. Russell?"

She answered with a short groan.

"Uhm, I don't know how to say this, but I feel like I have to tell you anyway."

She remained still, but her closed eyes twitched slightly.

"My methods are very unconventional, probably unlike anything you've seen before. . ."

He spoke very carefully, not wanting to be misunderstood;

". . .Full disclosure, I need to tell you ahead of time that my technique has a very 'hands-on' approach. Basically, I will conduct a massage targeted at your body's pressure points. So, at some point further down, I may engage parts of you in intimate-physical-contact. . ."

Her eyes opened slowly and delicately, like the blooming of an exotic flower, as if every movement required effort.

Staring at him through drooping eyelids, Nexus was briefly able to catch the grey in her eyes, or was it blue? Her lips moved;

"Come closer. . ." she whispered softly.

Nexus felt a pang of anxiety grip him. A little disturbed, he lowered himself onto her, tilting his head to the side, and levelling his right ear close enough to her mouth. He was so close, he could feel her breaths blasting on his ear;

"Have you been in pain before?"

A puzzled look seized his face. Was this a rhetorical question?

"Ma'am?"

"Answer me. . .truthfully. . ."

Her voice sounded so faint, and so distant, like it was coming from a broken radio or someplace far away.

"Can't say I have ma'am."

She fell silent for a while, as though summoning enough strength for her next words;

"Thought so. . .I'm in pain mister healer. . .so much pain. . .I couldn't give. . .a damn. . .about social. . .etiquettes. . .right now. . .I want. . .this. . .gone. . ."

Pause.

"I. . .need it. . .gone. . .NOW."