A helping hand
Kara looked in disbelief at the sight before her. It was only a glance, but it was enough.
The patient, Logan, hid the evidence with the bed sheet, but Kara saw the outline of his cock underneath. What a cock! The sight intrigued her.
"Hi! I'm Kara, your new nurse. How's everything feeling today?"
It looked to her that everything was feeling fine, except for his leg, which was in traction.
"I'm okay, considering," Logan said. "Trish said there'd be a new nurse, and that she was transferring."
"Yep! Nice to meet you. Let me review a few things, and then I'll check your vitals," Kara said.
Trish hadn't told her there was a fine hunk on her rounds! A busty blond, Kara had "made the rounds" of the hospital on several occasions. There was the married attorney to whom she gave a daily blowjob, and swallowed the evidence. She had a ball with the young Mormon man, taking his cherry. There were others. Most guys were dicks, and made lewdly suggestive comments, or copped a feel. These she made sure not to give any special favors to.
Kara played it cool with Logan as she worked. She always got to know a patient before getting friendly with them. That way she was less apt to get in trouble.
"Okay, everything's progressing as expected. I'll bring up some dinner later. Bye!"
Kara's pussy was wet for the rest of her shift. She was unable to get the image of the outline of his cock out of her head. At dinner time, she brought him his meal and then said goodnight, leaving him to the night staff.
The next day, Kara kept Logan for the end of her shift. She sneaked in without knocking, and again caught him stroking his pole. Kara closed the door to his room.
The agony of indecision was painful. Kara was aware of possibly getting caught in an intimate situation with a patient. Too often her wild side got the better of her judgment. She would hate to be out of a job, and how would she explain that to a prospective employer? She weighed the pros and cons while going through her routine with the patient.
"How are things today?" she asked cheerfully, ignoring his hard-on. Catching male patients like this happened a lot.
"Pretty good," Logan said, embarrassed to have been caught. "Looks like it's a nice day out there," Logan added in an awkward attempt at making conversation.
"It is! Don't worry, we'll get you out and walking around soon!"
She went through her routine, and then said "Right on track!"
Kara looked at a machine's display and scowled.
"Oh. That's not good," she said.
Where did that statement come from? Damn it, she'd committed herself! Let the dice fall where they may!
"What's wrong?"
"It looks like you have a problem in your groin area. Could be an anomaly, but I'll need to look closer."
"In the groin?" Logan asked scowling, confused but intrigued.
"Uh-huh. It looks like you have some stiffness there. Have you had this for a long time? Is it hard to take care of on your own?"
"Um, I haven't had the condition for long. And it's not hard to take care of myself, but I know I should get professional help with it," he said, catching her meaning.
"I'm a professional, you can trust me. Do you mind if I take a look at the place and test it for response?"
"I don't mind," he said, calling her bluff.
"Could you raise the sheet, please?" she asked quietly.
Logan moved the sheet, watching her face. His gown was around his waist.
There it was, in all its glory. It was magnificent, even in a flaccid state.
Kara held it in her hand, and it started to grow and warm at her touch.
"Yes, there's definitely a problem here-lack of appropriate use. I'll need to treat it."
"Whatever you say, nurse," Logan replied.
She fondled it in her hand, and his cock grew more. In a moment it lay long and hard in her hand. She jerked it back and forth for a minute.
"Wait. It'll be better if we add some ointment to it, that'll make it heal faster."
"Okay," he said as she went to the supply cabinet and took out a small jar of petroleum jelly.
"This will be cold at first, but it will warm up fast," she said as she rubbed some jelly in her hands.
Kara slid her lubed hand around Logan's shaft and smeared jelly all over it. The effect in arousal was exponential. Kara's eyes widened at how much his dick grew. It was quite warm and solid.
"That's nice, nurse. I'm feeling better already," Logan said.
"I'll have to give it a full treatment to be sure. Relax and we'll see what the outcome is."
There was no doubt in Kara's mind what the outcome would be. Kara jerked his cock with solid strokes, as she watched her hand slide along its length. Logan gave a quiet moan. Then the room grew silent except for the soft, squishy noise of her lubricated hand.
As Logan's excitement grew, so did the tempo of Kara's handiwork. It didn't take long for her to progress from a leisurely pace where she could feel each detail of his rod. Soon her hand moved at a fast tempo, pumping it so she'd lost the details in her speed.
"Oh, my god, I'm close!" Logan moaned.
Excited and feeling her pussy's wetness between her legs, Kara pumped his shaft wildly. In a moment Logan stiffened, and tried hard to keep from crying out.
Kara held her other hand in front of the shiny head. Cum squirted out, hitting her hand with a soft splashing sound. More spurted, soaking her hand with a sticky, white sap that dripped onto the sheet.
She slowed her pace, going back to slow, solid strokes as she tried to squeeze it all out.
Satisfied that she'd done her job, she went to the cabinet for wipes.
"Yes, your responses are excellent. But we'll need to keep an eye on things for the duration of your stay."
"Whatever you say, nurse," Logan said wearily.
Kara wiped her hand and then Logan's dick, and put the jelly away.
