That's a Job for a MILF 35.2

"How are you feeling today, Mrs. Mason?" Samara asked, entering the bedroom with the older woman's breakfast. 

"Much better, my dear. Thank you." 

That was the fourth day after Suzanne’s surgery. The day before, she had finally been allowed to leave the clinic's ward and go back to her room, but she still needed to remain in absolute rest. 

She had been in a lot of pain for some time, but now her condition was improving, little by little. Dr. Reid said the procedure had been a success, which made Suzanne relieved. However, at least on those first days, looking between her legs wasn't being a pleasant experience. 

There was a lot of swelling and bruising down there, and she could barely visualize the shape of what she believed to be the new prosthetic genitalia attached to her body. Dr. Reid also assured her that this was perfectly normal, and that soon the swelling would disappear and the woman would finally see how her vagina truly looked now.

My vagina... Suzanne was still convinced that this wasn't a real thing, but even so she felt thrilled to think that now she had something that could be called like that. More than ever, she felt like a woman, and she loved it… Now she could even be penetrated, like any other female... Despite the pain, she got a little aroused realizing it. 

Something inside her tried to say that she should be at least a little worried about everything that was going on, but she didn't pay attention to that. This definitely wasn't the time to think about it.

After Samara served breakfast, the two women began to talk, like in the old good days. This had been happening on a daily basis since Suzanne's return to the clinic, and she hadn't realized before how much she missed it. Despite the huge age difference between them, Suzanne felt a strong connection with Samara. She really loved spending time with the clinic employee. 

Suzanne told her everything about her new life, including her relationship with Mr. Hill. She talked about how she felt when she was with him, how much she loved the way he praised her, and even narrated their making out sessions, without skipping any of the juicy details. 

"Oh, Mrs. Mason, I'm so happy for you!" Samara cried out, clapping. "The way you talk about this Mr. Hill... I think you're in love with him!" 

"I-in love?!" Suzanne stammered, startled. For some reason, she had never considered this possibility before. "I… I don't think so, young lady. This is too early!" 

Not to mention that I'm not there to fall in love with him, she thought. My goal is to find out if he's doing something wrong!    

"Don't lie to yourself, Ma'am! I can recognize a woman in love when I see one. And he really seems to like you too, doesn't him? Now you just need to see if he's good in bed!"

"Samara!" Suzanne intended to scold her, but soon they were both laughing together…