It was just a small ad in the local paper. At first I thought nothing of it but later went back and read it again. I have no special training and I was never a nurse but I could do what they want. I am a mother and I have cleaned my baby and I saw little difference in that and what the ad was asking for.
My husband died and my son was off overseas in the Army. It really was getting very lonely here in this big old house. I know I am never going to have another man in my life so I may as well get used to the idea of being alone. But that is no reason I should not enjoy the company of others during the day.
I don't elude myself into thinking of things I know will never happen. I am not a pretty woman I am short and have been called dumpy. My hips are wider than my shoulders and my breasts are big around and they hang down like to great bags of flower. I do have a nice smile and I try to be friendly with everyone I meet. So maybe this little job would give me a reason get up every morning.
It took two week for the hospital to call me. In this day and age every one has to be checked out thoroughly before being hired even for minor jobs. This was a private hospital on the edge of town. Valley Town is not a large metropolis but we do have everything one would want. This private hospital was built a few years ago and from what I read it has all the modern and up to date equipment to take care of the wealthy guests.
I was shown where to change into hospital garb and where to report. On the fourth floor in the far back of the hospital there was a wing that had nothing but those people both men and women that were in comas and totally unaware of there surroundings.
Mrs. Betty Green was a local lady I had seen many times. I had never spoken to her before however. I was to call her just Betty not nurse Green. She said back here we are a little less formal than out in the main hospital. She was stationed at a central part of the wing and every patient was on some kind of monitoring device. So all she did was listen, and she was doing some kind of paper work that kept her busy during the eight hours of her shift. There were sixteen patients here and I was to have contact with eight of them. I was to bath, change the sheets and rub baby oil on parts of their bodies along with that I was to move their legs and arms for a few minutes also. It was pretty well set down as to how long it would take with each patient and what I was to do. I had five women and three men to take care of.
Twice I came in during the day and watched the routine being done by one of the day ladies. Then I was turned loose to be on my own from eleven at night to seven in the morning.
Betty welcomed me and walked me through each room telling me about each patient. Three of the ladies were young patients and they all were in drug comas. Two were older and were in a coma due to accidents where they were hit on the head. None had any special needs. Of the three men two were older and one was a handsome young man. He had been in a motorcycle accident and had been here for six months.
I noticed that when Betty spoke of him her voice got softer and warmed. She said he had been a raising young star in the movie industry. Also there was a chance he may recover some day. I thought it strange when Betty took me by the arm and as we stood close to the bed she said "Fay there is one thing about Mr. Gilyard you should know. He has a full erection and it never goes down. So don't be embarrassed as he does not know any thing we do or say. With this she pulled back the sheet and sure enough he was naked under the sheet and his penis was fully extended. I did not gasp but I did suck in my breath. It, the penis that is was very large much larger and longer than my husband's had been.
I started with my first round and made it to Mr. Gilyard's room at three am. I took my thirty minute and sat at the nurses stations with Mrs. Green. She said she had something she wanted to do and asked me to listen for any alarms and she would be right back. She gave me a buzzer to push in case any thing did happen but she said it never did.
Nothing ever changed back here she said as she moved off down the hall. I drank my coffee and ate a cinnamon roll. I had baked four and even brought one for Betty but she left in such a hurry I did not have time to give it to her. Betty returned in twenty minutes and joined me for a cup of coffee. I gave her the cinnamon bun. I could see we were going to be friends. She was such a nice lady.
I did my chores with Mr. Gilyard just like the others however it did make me feel funny holding his erect penis. It really was quit hard and the head was a deep purple. As I took it in my hand I did look around but there was no one there. Everything was done all I had to do was to pull up the sheet and leave. But I stopped the sheet at his waist and looked at his penis. It was so lovely for an instant I almost wanted to bend down a kiss it. I blushed at my own thoughts and instead I patted it one last time and pulled up the sheet.
I was in bed at home by nine AM. But my sleep was troubled with dreams of things I had never done in my life. I was having sexy dreams and my life had never been sexy or exciting.
My husband only made love to me once a month after our son was born. Then he only jumped on and off as soon as he did his thing. I never reached a climax but that was OK with me I never wanted sex any way.
Over the years I had read books and even seen some pictures my son had once. He was in high school and as most young boys do they learn about sex anyway they can. I found some books and a video once under his bed. I looked at all the sexy pictures and wondered if that was the way sex should be. I later played the video and watched in total amazement as two young people did everything any one could do to another. It made me feel strange and when the girls sucked his penis and he climaxed in her mouth I really got a strange feeling that I would like that. Some months later I suggested it to my husband and he only said people don't do that and that I should not watch dirty TV shows like the soaps. But I never forgot that.
Every night it was the same at Three AM I would watch the monitors and drink my coffee while Betty would run off for twenty minutes. I did find out she also had a son and a male friend. I knew him her boyfriend that is he owns the hardware store down town. I thought she was a lucky lady to have a male friend. But it was easy to see why; Betty is a lovely well built lady. Envy is not part of my nature but I did wish I could enjoy sex with some one again. Betty never talked about sex but I could tell from her smile and the twinkle in her eyes that she was a well satisfied lady.
There is a store room right next to the Nurse station and just beyond that the hall turns back to the right. At the end of that hall is a lounge waiting room. There is a phone in there and a drink machine. That is where I thought Betty went ever night to call her lover Bill. Bill Norris is a tall handsome man with a daughter about the same age as Betty's son. I wondered if the boy and girl felt the same way about each other as their parents did one another.
One night I forgot my coffee cup but I remembered there were paper cups in the store room. It is not my nature to spy on others as I am not a nosey person. But as there was a window in the store room that looked out over the parking lot. I just happened to look out and saw Betty walk up to a car. The man that got out was not Bill Norris her friend but a younger slimmer man. They embraced and I was sure he was feeling her breasts before they climbed into the car and out of my sight. Oh my; what did I see that I should not have? This little job was already in a month showing me a side of the sexual world I had never dreams I would see in real life. That night as Betty came back to join me for her cup of coffee I noticed her lips were red and puffy. I wondered if they were that way from kissing.
