She finished and wiped herself slowly. I knew she was teasing me. She stood up and kissed me on the cheek. “Thanks army man” she said “your turn... I will guard for you now” I stood in front of the toilet and let my cock out. Sam stood behind me so she could not see it. Shit I could not piss. She had gotten me a little hard and it would not flow. “Jesus, how long do you need to take” she chuckled “Sorry, if you want to go I am ok” With that I felt her hand reach around me and grab my cock.. In an off hand manner of speaking.Here they call it Clinical. A teaching doctor ... Professor Doctor? ... leads a bunch of Clinicals around the hospital and tells them to decide what's wrong with the patient. So it's Rounds with a different name.The patient, in this case, is me.The general consensus was, send him home ... until they saw Wendy. They had moved into the room while she was in the shower and she came out in all her glory.Discussions ensued ... platonic relationships discussed. It. She began to moan a bit louder. "Is this OK, Michelle?" She responded with "Ohhh, yessss. I've wanted that for a long time!" I was at a crossroad. Do I keep it fatherly and clinical, or do I respond in kind to her developing passions? I chose what was behind Door #2. I totally abandoned her injured thigh, and pressed one of my hands on her woman slit. Pressing, in circular fashion, caused Michelle to begin to writhe. Her ass and hips were undulating nicely, clearly responding to my touch. . "My little boy is all grown up" mom said all teary as she took my hands and grabbed them as if she was examining me for the first timeAfter high school, I began to see mom in a different light and found myself becoming strangely attracted to her. I took a job down at the plant where she worked as an excuse to be near her and contemplated about going down to the club where she worked weekends so I could see her naked but had never got up the balls to do it.There was no wonder why I found myself.