Paula slipped out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Seconds later I heard the shower start. I lay there looking up at the ceiling wondering what had just happened. I had many one-night stands in my life but nothing like this. I had known Paula for less than half a day before she was riding my face and pissing down my throat. She had even gobbled up my cum from my chest without even blinking. She was a bold woman that really knew what she wanted. I could now understand why her other lovers might have been afraid of her. Most men want a submissive woman that lay there and take it. However, for me, Paula was intriguing. I like her boldness. I like that she knew what turned her on and that she was willing to push the boundaries. Just thinking of the previous night had me hard again.
About half an hour passed before Paula exited the bathroom in her scrubs. She came over to the bed and kissed me and told me that I should take a shower and go see my father. She told me to lock the door when I left. She grabbed her pocketbook and took out a black sharpie and threw off my covers. My cock was rock hard. She giggled and took it in her hand and began to write on it. I asked her what she was doing and she said she wanted to give me her number and she did not want me to lose it. I looked down to see her phone number across my hard cock. Fuck, this woman was a freak!
She said goodbye and left. I jumped in the shower and immediately started jerking off. I stopped suddenly, realizing that my stroking was rubbing her number off my cock. Thinking of her and not being able to jerk off was shear torture. I finished up and got dressed. I locked up and made my way to the hospital. As I walked, I placed my hand in my pocket. To my surprise I found her black thong underwear. Paula had secretly stuffed them in my pocket. I placed them up to my nose and took a deep breath. Paula's sweet smell filled my head. Once again, I was rock-hard.
I arrived at the hospital and found my mother and sister. We hugged. My sister immediately questioned why I was wearing the same clothes as the day before. I stumbled through an answer, saying that I was upset about my father and had just thrown my clothes on from the day before. My sister could smell my bullshit from a mile away. We went to see my father. He was sleeping. Paula entered the room to give us an update on my father's condition. She spoke very clinically and professionally. I heard none of it as I was just staring at her and reliving the night before. When she finished, she turned and looked at me with that devious smile and said that if we had questions to feel free to stop by the nurse's station. I took this as my cue to ask a question.
I told my family I needed to pee and left the room. I made a beeline to the nurse's station. Paula looked up at me and asked me if I had a question. There were other nurses nearby so I had to be discreet. I told her that I found something that was not mine and I was wondering what I should do with it. Paula responded that it is important that I return anything I found as soon as possible, then asked me if I had the phone number of the owner of the item. I told her that I did. She smiled and said that I should probably return the item by seven o'clock that evening. I told her that I would certainly do that. Paula once again gave me that killer smile. I nearly melted right there. The rest of the day was a blur.
