It was 5:15 in the evening and there was a knock at the door of Tammy's apartment. She looked out the window and saw her boyfriend's car so she opened the door. Before she could even greet him, he blurted out something and stuck a box in her face.
"Tammy, they came. They're here finally!" He yelled excitedly.
"What's here?" She asked, having no clue what he was actually talking about.
"The costumes," he answered. "My doctor and your sexy nurse," he added a low flirty tone when he said 'sexy nurse'. She rolled her eyes.
"I told you I don't want to go to that party," she reiterated. She had told him several times that she didn't like Halloween and didn't want to go to the party his friend was throwing.
He insisted, "Come on. It'll be fun." He put on his pouty face and asked, "How many times have you said you didn't want to do something and ended up having a blast? Huh?" Tom nudged her as he asked the question.
He was right. She agreed to go out with him because he was an outgoing guy and was always doing something. She was a manager at a local restaurant where he delivered the food a few times a week. He was always telling her about trips, adventures, and things he had done. It was so much that, at first, she thought he was making most of it up. They had talked and flirted over the course of about 2 years when he finally asked her out. He had taken her on a float trip, on a hot air balloon ride, hiking, and sky diving in only 2 months. She did have fun every time she went with him even though she steadily resisted up to the last minute. She was pretty much a homebody. She wanted to get out and do more but didn't know where to start and was kind of scared of most things.
"You gotta try it on, at least." He begged as he unboxed the costumes.
She took the costume which was folded inside a plastic bag. It literally looked like the bag her last pair of socks came in. It was so small. She didn't know how this was going to fit her, not that she was big or anything, this costume just seemed like nothing. She went into her bedroom and opened the package. It consisted of a small white hat with red trim and a red medical symbol on it. The dress had the same all-white design with red trim, a pocket with the same symbol, and a plunging neckline. It zipped up the front. It was super short, hitting her at her upper thigh, very short sleeves, and white fishnet tights that she didn't put on right now because she knew she would rip them. It came with a prop stethoscope. She had some white kitten heels she could wear with it. She had long straight black hair that she usually wore up in a bun and brown eyes. Her skin was a light brown color. She was mixed so she always looked tan. She was blessed in that regard. She already had on a push-up bra that made her C cup boobs look slightly bigger in that tight dress. She was going to have to remember not to bend over or she would show her round ass to everyone at the party. She looked pretty fucking hot in the costume, she had to admit. She was surprised that he wasn't in there already. Whenever she had her clothes off, he usually took that as an invitation to have sex. She didn't mind.
"Nurse, I need some medication. I'm in pain," he yelled from the other room a moment later. She rolled her eyes and strolled in the living room where he was waiting. "Oh, fuck. You're hot!" he exclaimed.
"Where's the pain, sir?" she played along as she approached Tom. He grabbed his jeans in his crotch area.
He answered her in a low, sexy voice, "Right here, nurse. Can you help me? It's swollen and throbbing." She knew where this was going. She smiled.
"Oh, my. Well, come here and lie on this gurney. I'll examine you, sir," she used a high-pitched squeaky voice and fluttered her eyelashes at him. She took his hand and led him to the couch. He laid down on his back with his legs stretched out the full length of it. She turned her back to him and bent over all the way even though it wasn't necessary. "Let's get these shoes off, so we can get you looked at," she gasped as she felt his hands grip her ass. "Mmmm...someone is a little handsy, today. You better behave yourself." She said in the same exaggerated voice as she lightly smacked his hand away. She took her stethoscope and put it in her ears. "I need to check your heart. We're gonna have to take that shirt off, sir." Before she finished her sentence, he was already in the process of removing his shirt.
"Yes, ma'am," he mumbled as his breathing became heavier. She leaned over and placed the end of the fake stethoscope on his chest and deliberately rubbed it over his nipples several times. "Mmmmm, shit," he moaned. He grabbed her ass again and started massaging it.
She whispered, "Your heart rate seems to be a little fast, sir." She moved the round piece of the stethoscope down further towards his bulging jeans.
"yeah, it is...mmmh," he murmured.
A finger had made its way inside her and she was having a hard time staying in character as he fondled her pussy. "Mmmmh...Now let's see if we can fix that swelling and throbbing problem you have." she unzipped his jeans and pulled them down slightly.
"Yes, let's. Oh, Shit," he whispered as she freed his hard dick from the cotton prison it had been trapped in.
"I see your problem and I think I have just what you need," she teased as she wrapped her fingers around his manhood and began stroking it. She lowered to her knees in front of the couch and brought her mouth to the head. She licked it and teased it. He groaned and noises escaped from his throat. She unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. She did the same with her bra.
"I know you do. Oh fuck, babe," he was definitely enjoying the treatment. Her hard nipples rubbed against his leg as she bobbed her head on his rigid cock. "Fuckkkk, it's coming. Damnnnn...uuhhh," he stuttered as she dug her hand inside his jeans and began fondling his nuts. She felt his pre-cum in her mouth and she knew it was close. She stopped and got up. He opened his eyes and lifted his head up slightly, "Huh, why—."
"I want some too." She straddled him and guided his dick inside her wet pussy.
"Oh, fuck, OK. Come on, ride it, babe," he said enthusiastically as he grabbed her tits and rubbed her nipples as she rocked back and forth on his torso.
"Mmmh, yeah," she moaned. She bit her lip and began bouncing up and down on his swollen member.
He let out a pleasurable sigh, "Fuck, yeah. That's good."
She leaned over, placed her hand on his chest, and adjusted her hips so that the right spot was being rubbed. "Yeah, it is," she agreed. She leaned over to kiss him. He was a decent lover. He satisfied her most of the time but sometimes, like just now, she had to take control and get hers or he would have just finished and been done. She also didn't like the fact that he didn't use his tongue or hadn't on her yet when she clearly has sucked his dick several times. She hadn't said anything but would soon if he didn't start giving her the good stuff.
He stroked her hair and mumbled, "Oh yeah, like that. God, you're so beautiful." She kissed him while increasing her speed.
"Mmmmh...oooh," she started to feel the tingle and knew she was in the right spot.
"Fuck, bounce them titties." Tom grabbed her nipples.
