Mother Nature’s Vaccine

Mother Nature's Vaccine

So, we're going to start a new story. A story based in reality, but still a fantasy. Sometime we exist in a situation that only allows us the solace of our fantasies. There's nothing wrong with fantasies, even if they make us long for the reality more.

What we have is a man and a woman, they are both middle-aged. The man in our story is about 56 years old. He's a mechanic working at a local shop. The woman in our story is about 45 years old. She's a healthcare worker, working for a local retail pharmacy. What has brought these two together was just in a general kind customer service way.

Trevor is the man of this story, he's approximately six foot tall, give or take and probably around 250 lbs. He's a normal man, some muscle tone from the daily rife of auto mechanics, but a bit of a beer gut due to the daily indulges after the work day is over.

Our woman in this story is McKenna, she's also fairly normal. She's had three kids, about 20 some odd years ago and she has the tiger stripes and scars to prove it. She's about five feet eight inches tall, and about 199 lbs. She's recently lost some weight due to a diet for her health. McKenna is happy about her new body but rather self-conscience about the loose skin as a result. Of course, none of this is any concern to Trevor, he's mostly entranced by her smile, greens eyes and the fantasy of her lips wrapped around his cock.

Trevor and McKenna are both in unfulfilling relationships, we won't go into detail as to why, but they continue on their balancing act of flirtation without the intention of cheating.

Sometimes, when we've been in a relationship for a long time with a partner who no longer shows interest, we become lonely and depressed. Once we get the slightest bit of interest from another person, the sparks begin to fly and fantasies ignite, only tempered by the limits of our own imagination. At times the fantasy is much better than the reality.

This flirtation between Trevor and McKenna kept going for years, until one odd flu season with an unexpected winter tornado. It was November, McKenna and the rest of the pharmacy staff has received their flu shot shipment in this year as early as August. The CDC has predicted flu was going to be especially bad last month or so ago, so people had been clamoring in to get their shots, especially with Thanksgiving right around the corner.

This was a random weekday night, it wasn't too busy, usually things slow down by Wednesday, Monday is usually the busiest day for this pharmacy. Luckily, it wasn't Monday on the first of the month or the line would run all the way back to the photo department.

McKenna was typing up scripts when she saw Trevor walking up to her computer/register. "Mr. Jarrett, how are we today?" asked McKenna with a wide smile.

"Doing alright, McKenna especially after seeing your smiling face." Trevor said with his Arkansas twang and a bit of an ornery twinkle in his eye. Trevor was wearing his mechanic uniform complete with his name badge. There were wet spots on his uniform and he was cleaning off his glasses.

"You sure you can see my face without those glasses on?" McKenna teased. "What happened you find a puddle?"

"Na, random storm started up outside. I might hang out with you for a bit until it passes, looks like it's going to be a dozy. I swear I saw a wall cloud hanging over highway 169." Trevor said, as he put back on his glasses.

"Well, if you're going to hang out with us, maybe I can talk you into signing up for a flu shot, CDC says the flu season is going to be kind of bad this year. I saw in your profile you've had some Tamiflu in the past, we can get you hooked up so you hopefully won't need that this year, plus it'll give you some protection to not get the missus sick." McKenna said, in her best saleswoman voice.

"I don't know. I really hate shots. Would you be the one to give me this shot?" he asked staring at her Certified Immunizer badge.

"Yep! Sure can, I think the storm is keeping the people away, so we have time. I gave my boyfriend a shot just last weekend. He's a big baby about shots, but said he didn't feel a thing." As McKenna gave her most reassuring smile.

"Alright I guess you've convinced me. I've got a few scripts to pick up, but you can sign me up for a shot I suppose. As long as you give me the shot, I think that pharmacist you've got back there looks a lil' sadistic. Tell 'em I want you," as Trevor said the last statement, he cocked his eyebrow and lowered his voice an octave.

McKenna blushed a lil', when she momentarily made straight eye contact with Trevor and hit him with a coy smile of her own. So, much unspoken knowledge passed between them over the years, and some things spoken but never consummated.

McKenna cleared her throat, "Are the scripts just for you or the missus too?"

"I'm making it easy on ya tonight, it's just my scripts." Trevor winked.

McKenna looked up Mr. Jarrett on the computer and saw his three scripts in the queue, but first she went to his profile and signed him up for a flu shot.

"Okay, we got three scripts and let me get the paperwork for the flu shot." As she turned around facing the pharmacist, yelling, "I've just put in a shot."

"I'll process your shot," shouted back the pharmacist, "but you'll have to make it quick I think the floor manager is getting worried about this storm and we may have to close down and seek shelter."

"Well, shoot the vaccination room is probably just as good as the dang hallway, for shelter. I promised Mr. Jarrett his shot." McKenna told the pharmacist.

"Okay, I've approved it, but the rest of us will close down the pharmacy. You and Mr. Jarrett can join us in the office hallway, once you're done giving him a shot." Said Chad, the on duty pharmacist.

McKenna ran around grabbing Mr. Jarrett's scripts, the vaccination paperwork and the shot itself. McKenna joined Mr. Jarrett back at her computer and began ringing up his scripts.

"You hear all that nonsense Mr. Jarrett? They're making us take shelter for this dumb storm. Whoever heard of a tornado in the middle of November? You going to be okay sheltering with me in our vaccination room? We can go to the office hallway afterwards. Or if you really want to skip the shot, we can go to the hallway after I get you rung up." McKenna said with a nervous catch in her voice.

"If you're okay to give the shot. I'm good sheltering with you." Again, Trevor said with that cocked eyebrow and lil' ornery grin.

McKenna had thought about Mr. Jarrett's expression once or twice alone with her special toy, especially the grin that went with the lips. Sometimes the old song, "Passionate Kisses" by Mary Chapin Carpenter played in her head when she thought about his smile. She hadn't had passionate kisses for a long while.

"Storms make me a lil' nervous, but I'm a well-trained professional. I can give ya a shot." McKenna gave a reassuring grin.

Trevor and McKenna finished with the transaction and McKenna gathered up all the vaccination paperwork and the shot itself. McKenna's coworker was lowering pharmacy lock shield between the counter and the rest of the pharmacy.

McKenna went out the pharmacy main door, she went to the vaccination room and put in the security code. She looked at Mr. Jarrett and motioned for him to come inside. She pointed toward the patient chair near the table at the left side of the room. He walked to it and sat down.

"Okay, so this is a lil' unorthodox right now with this storm and all. Usually, I have you fill out this paperwork while I get the shot ready, but we're going to have to do both together." McKenna bent over to hand Trevor the clipboard of vaccination permission paperwork. Bending over she gave Trevor a little more view down her scrub top than she'd intended. He took full opportunity to get a view of her black lace bra. He took the clipboard and caressed her hand in the process. She pulled back and walked to the counter to get the syringe ready.

As Trevor looked at the paperwork he said, "I Like your butterfly tattoo."

McKenna was gathering needle and syringe and setting them on the counter. Hastily she said, "Look Mr. Jarrett..."

"McKenna could you at least call me Trevor?"

McKenna whipped around her rolling office chair. She stared at Trevor, relaxed for a minute let out a deep breath.

"Okay, Trevor. I'm not used to having the patient in here while I prep the syringe. So, could you give me a quiet second while I get everything ready." McKenna tried to smile.

Trevor smiled and gave a thumbs up as he went back to the paperwork. They sat in quiet, but the storm was not quiet it sounded like a torrential down fall and rolling thunder making the overhead PA system sputter with each clap.

McKenna got her gloves on and unsheathed the needle plugging it into the syringe. She uncapped the flu vaccine vial and stuck the needle into the rubber top of the vial. Inverting the vial on top of the syringe, she drew up the liquid into the syringe. Withdrawing the needle from the vial, she looked at the syringe, tapped the out the bubbles. Recapping the needle, she got out alcohol pads, Band-Aid and cotton swab.

McKenna walked toward the table and placed all the items in a row on the table. She pulled her rolling chair next to the table and sat down. Trevor handed her the clip board with the paperwork. She looked over every question making sure he'd answered all the questions. She wrote down the vaccine lot number and expiration date on the paper work.

Clearing her throat in her professional voice, "Trevor Jarrett, birthdate..."

"Really fucking old," interrupted Trevor.

"Oh shush. You're not that old. Okay skipping birthdate... we are getting the flu shot today. Yes?" Trevor nodded in agreement. "Which arm do your prefer?" asked McKenna.

"Can we do my right?" Trevor asked.

The way their vaccination room was set up it was usually easiest to do the left arm, without either rolling over toward the right side or making the patient turn their chair.

"Yes, we can," as McKenna made a notation on the paperwork. She gathered the shot, alcohol swab and Band-Aid and rolled toward Trevor's right side. Her right knee was touching the inside of Trevor's right knee. She had all the supplies balanced on her leg.

"Could you roll up your sleeve?"

Trevor tried to rollup his uniformed shirt, it was a bit tight around his arms, so it didn't go very high.

"I need a bit higher, can you unbutton and pull your arm out?" she touched on his arm the area she needed.

Trevor began to unbutton his shirt, "Hmm, getting me naked I see. Will you next have your way with me?"

She just grinned and watched him take off his shirt. Usually she looked away when a patient had to undress in any form for a shot, but she unabashedly stared at Trevor. He wore a V-neck undershirt that was tight across his chest. The V-neck showed a cluster of brown chest hair splattered with a few gray strands throughout. She had an intrusive thought about running her hands through that chest hair. He got his right arm out and rolled the undershirt sleeve up out of the way.

McKenna grabbed her alcohol swab and applied a generous amount to his upper arm. She blew on his arm to dry the alcohol.

"Ooh a blow job." Trevor said.

Touching his arm mapped out the triangle method for his shot, "You are something else, Trevor."

She opened the Band-Aid and uncapped the shot.

"And you want me." Said Trevor.

"Maybe I do." McKenna said, as she gave him the shot in a quick motion.

Her response to him had taken off guard enough that he didn't even notice the shot was done until she was up and placing the syringe in the disposal bin. She looked back down seeing that the injection site was bleeding a little so she reached across Trevor for the cotton ball. She held the cotton ball to his arm and he slowly ran his hand up her thigh. She pulled off the cotton ball and put a Band-Aid on his arm. Not thinking she removed her gloves and ran her hand down his bare bicep.

"I really think you should let me kiss you." Trevor said coming in closer.

McKenna was about to object when "Passionate Kisses" began playing in her head and suddenly Trevor was kissing her with his hand high on her hip. Her brain made the song louder pushing out all thought and she just melted into his lips. Their tongues danced together. McKenna could feel a heat rise within her body, she became damp instantly between her legs.

Suddenly, the storm just became louder and louder to the level of a locomotive rolling over them, then there was a loud crash or explosion and they were in the dark. McKenna was on the floor. It felt as if Trevor was on top of her. The sound died down somewhat, but the sound of the rain still fell.

"Ouch." McKenna said.

"Are you okay," said Trevor pushing off her. He felt around her body in the dark to check if she was injured.

"My head hurts but, otherwise I think I'm okay." As McKenna reached up to investigate the back of her head.

Trevor checking his pockets for his phone, "Your head might be my fault. When that crash hit I thought the roof was caving in and I kind of threw myself on top of you, we kind of' both crashed to the floor." Trevor flipped on the flashlight on his phone and blinded McKenna momentarily.

Still gingerly checking her head, "My hero," she said sarcastically. Trevor took the light around the room, while McKenna retrieved her own phone. The vaccination room seemed mostly unscathed, except some missing ceiling tiles, which had crashed to the floor around them. McKenna looked at her phone and saw that there was no service. This storm was messing everything up.

Trevor surveyed the room, then he noticed the door to the vaccination room. The frosted glass window on the door looked odd.

"McKenna, I think we have a slight problem." Trevor tried the door. The door wouldn't budge. "I think whatever exploded or crashed kind of' got us stuck in here."

"Great, I'll probably lose my job for endangering the life of a patient by insisting on a shot." McKenna sulked. McKenna had scooted up against the wall and Trevor came to sit down beside her.

"No you won't," said Trevor. " I won't let them, besides we don't know how well everyone else faired out there. They may be worse off than us."

"Okay, now I have to worry that my coworkers are either dead or they're fine and I'll lose my job." Said McKenna.

"Look we can't do anything about what's out there. For now, we're stuck in here together. There's no one I'd rather be stuck with than you. And for the record I do remember you saying you wanted me." Trevor said holding McKenna's arm.

"Oy men! In the middle of a natural disaster still trying to get some action." McKenna scoffed.

"Hey, I resent that. I've literally crushed on you for years. Every time I visit this damn pharmacy, every smile, every view I catch of your body gives me fuel to think about while alone. I haven't had an intimate touch from anyone in years. Your little flirtations keep me going for some reason. I used to get mad when I'd come to get meds and you weren't working 'til I found you on social media. I've wanted more with you, but have been content with what I've got." as Trevor caressed McKenna's arm raising goose bumps on it.

"Sorry, I'm just frustrated in every possible way." McKenna said, as she shivered to Trevor's touch. "I'm in the same boat and I feel the same way, but I just think...."

Trevor reached up and put his finger to her lips to stop her thought.

"Stop thinking so much and realize mother natural just give us a gift. We are stuck in here until they work on getting us out. No one but us will know what goes on in here. We can do whatever we want, just for tonight." Trevor put his phone up on the counter with the light facing upward to give them some light. He offered a hand to McKenna and pulled her to her feet. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. Again McKenna melted. She wrapped her arms around him and searched his mouth with her tongue. Trevor's hands went to the bottom of McKenna's scrub top and pulled it up and off of her. In between kissing he pulled out the tank top from her scrub bottoms and up and off. She pushed him back and reach behind her back to undo her bra. She took off her bra to show her demure b cup sized breasts. Her recent weight loss has made them sag just a little, but for being 45 they were still pretty perky little tits.

Trevor grunted in pleasure. He kissed her again and cupped her breast in his hand. She pushed off her shoes with the other food and Trevor pushed her back against the shot table. McKenna held on to the side while he pulled her and the table out from against the wall, then he pulled of her scrub pants. Quickly he removed her very practical cotton panties.

McKenna had long ago stopped shaving for the approval of a man, besides she once read in a medical journal that shaving the pubic area actually puts you at more risk for staph and other nasty things. Natural was better and upon seeing her bush, Trevor didn't seem to complain.

Trevor sat in the rolling chair, adjusted the height of the chair so it was more than a little lower than the table. He took McKenna's legs and put them up on his shoulders and went to town devouring her pussy. McKenna hadn't had someone eat her out in practically a decade, she leaned back and enjoyed it while massaging her own breasts.

Trevor found her clit and licked it while working his hand to pull back the top of her pussy to expose more of her clit from out the lil' hood. The more he licked her the more engorged her clit became. She moaned in pleasure and tightened her thighs around his head. He also found the special area just above the clit up to the top of the pussy, he tried to rub that with his fingers while still licking her clit. This was the magic spot for McKenna cause she bucked her hips to his movement and moaned.

"Yes, please there." He pushed harder with his fingers and continued rolling his tongue over her clit. She clung to the table and convulsed, Trevor felt her squirt ever so slightly as she climaxed. Trevor pulled his face from her pussy, she was so wet his face was covered. She stayed trying to catch her breath laying on the table. Carefully Trevor put her legs down and she slowly sat up.

"You're so fucking hot and so wet," Trevor said as he wiped off his face.

"I need you inside me. Now." Said McKenna.

"Wasn't it you that said patience is a virtue?" teased Trevor. He reached for the germ-x on the counter. McKenna gave him a weird look. He squeezed some into his hand and rubbed them. Trevor shrugged.

"A mechanic's hands are never clean." He said as he air dried his hands then he reached between McKenna's legs, he barely touched her clit and she shivered. He got to her opening and pushed two fingers inside. McKenna moaned and dug her nails into his shoulder, he worked a come hither motion insider her. He raised the rolling chair back up a bit so he could catch one of her nice pink nipples in his mouth. He worked her with his mouth and fingers, till she moaned out her climax.

McKenna dug her hand into the back of his head into his hair, pulled every so slightly.

"I want your cock." She growled.

"Yes ma'am," said a grinning Trevor.

Trevor stood up and dropped his pants and jockey shorts all in one motion. His cock was nice and rigid, McKenna didn't think to ask if he required one of the special pills she saw in his pharmacy profile or if he had one stashed on him just in case. Young men had the special "just in case" condom in their wallets, men over 50 had to have the special "just in case" blue pill stashed along side the condom.

Whether his hard on was pill enhanced or natural, it didn't matter. It was hard and lovely. McKenna crashed to her knees (which she would regret later) and gathered all of his cock into her mouth. She rolled her tongue over the tip and down the length of him, she cupped his balls as she worked her mouth along his shaft.