Totally Satisfied

I'm an arrogant person and a bit of a show-off. While showing off, I (45) was thrown from my horse. It stumbled, and I was thrown to the ground, hitting fairly hard. The horse was uninjured; I had bruising, no broken bones, and was taken to the hospital for a checkup. I was kept overnight and released the next morning. I had been injected with painkillers and given more tablets to take home with me. I felt okay, but it was the injection masking the pain level, so when it wore off, I soon realized I would need the tablets, both painkillers and the anti-inflammatories. I'm quite well-off and employ a cook and housemaid (49); the cook arrives at 6 30 and leaves at 3. The housemaid arrives at 11 30 and leaves at 8. I had been offered private nurse visits, but decided not to accept. Thought I could handle everything myself the first morning after getting back home. I discovered how painful my injury could be while showering. After returning to my bed, I started thinking and decided to have my housemaid stay overnight till I recovered. I told her that day upon her arrival, and she agreed to stay over. It suited her, as she rented a room and always had her belongings with her. The next morning I again decided to shower, but took a painkiller first. It didn't help all that much. Then I dropped the sponge, and trying to bend over made me almost scream. The noise I was making attracted the attention of my housemaid. She helped me finish my shower, getting her clothes wet in the process. The next morning, I was feeling better, but I still had my housemaid help me shower. This time, she stripped naked and washed me all over, causing me to get aroused. She took care of my arousal without comment. Later that day, after the cook had left, she was cleaning, and I was watching her. I got aroused again, so I asked her to take care of it, which she did. Later on that night, I was feeling a lot better and thinking of my housemaid. I asked her to join me in my bed, which she did. We became lovers. A few days later, most of the bruising was gone, and I didn't need the painkillers anymore. I had already decided to keep my housemaid as a live-in servant. We aren't in love just a mutual sexual satisfaction arrangement. That was how it was till the cook resigned to move away to live with her family. My housemaid suggested her cousin (51), the cook's replacement, also as a live-in position. Both now regularly share my bed; none of us are anything special in looks. I don't show off at all now I learnt my lesson.