In the late nineties Jacki May Cotter began working as school Nurse at Mount Hope Catholic High School For Boys in Woodbridge, Michigan. It was a small private school with a strong academic standing and a well-funded sports program. Football, swimming, and gymnastics being their leaders. It was not unusual for women to hold teaching, administrative, and staff positions at the school. Previously Jaqueline had worked as a traveling nurse's aid in elder care facilities around the eastern region of the state. The job at Mount Hope appealed to her because it meant putting an end to the miles of travel between facilities. The savings in commuting expenses, the increased salary and better benefits were a considerable step up.
And so was the scenery.
"This new job is great, Maggie. First of all, it's permanent. The salary is better. I'm going to save so much on commuting and I get meals in the faculty dining room. AND I can drop my Audible account. I can't listen to one more stupid ChicLit or Romance book. The town, the school, the grounds, everything; it's all so beautiful. And..., " She trailed off.
"And... let me guess," her younger sister said. "You've already spotted some gorgeous, hunky teacher, right?"
"Well, nah, but these young men—are—absolutely—gorgeous. There everywhere, like wild-flowers in a field."
"Uh oh! I smell trouble. I don't have to tell you about the Importance of boundaries in a job like that, do I? Jacqueline?"
Maggie Cotter always referred to her sister by her full name when she was reprimanding or warning her. Something she had to resort to frequently over the years. Maggie was the more level-headed of the two. Jackie, though smart and accomplished, could be flighty and prone towards risky behavior.
"I'm not that stupid, Mags.
"Yes, well I'm not bailing you our if you get arrested on charges of mopery and moral turpitude."
"Oh, you go drink turpentine...Mopey."
A nudge over forty, Jacqueline couldn't say she had a satisfactory love life. She had had her share of trysts but a permanent relationship was something she believed was not going in her cards. Her work and travel demands, and that she was shy around men were contributing factors but the main reason, she told herself, was that she valued her independence. She believed a permanent attachment would be a barricade in her life path. It wasn't that she didn't like sex. Jaqueline was a highly charged, sexual woman. So these conflicting forces drove her towards the occasional one-nighter or weekend romp. She wasn't a bar-hopper looking for Mr. Goodbar but she did like her trysts unentangled. In a small town like Woodbridge anonymity, especially when it came to affairs would be hard to maintain; but Jackie May would find ways to satisfy her cravings.
Mount Hope High School For Boys was beautiful, with Federalist style buildings located on fifty acres of rolling countryside on the northern edge of Lake Saint Clair. It was one of Woodbridge's historic architectural highlights. The grounds that provided the setting for the cluster of buildings, gymnasium, pool house and fields were manicured by a small army of gardeners and arborists. All supervised by the head groundskeeper and chief arborist, Jonathan Eldridge. He was a handsome man who wore his fifties like forty. He was fit with rugged, good looks and an over-confident swagger. The new nurse's appearance on campus did not get by his sharp eye. 'Well would you look at that. There's a new filly in the Mount Hope pasture. Think I'll have bring her an apple'
The school's bucolic setting appealed to Jaqueline but her imagination was secretly captivated by the Mount Hope boys. These young students; brash, cocky, confident, or shy, introverted, and reticent all had one thing in common. Their engines were racing on high-octane, hormonal fuel. They were everywhere, In the hallways, the classrooms, the lawns, dining halls and the dorms. But the place she really noticed them was in her office where she could observe them more closely. She started her first semester a week early before the students and full staff were on the premises so she had the opportunity to familiarize herself with the buildings and grounds and to set up her small clinic the way she wanted; a larger office were she could meet with patients; and a smaller, more private exam room. Her first week into classes, she was already seeing students.
They came to her clinic every day with a plethora of ailments and minor injuries: headaches, sore throats, earaches, mild fevers, twisted ankles, jammed fingers, cuts and bruises, and for routine check-ups for sports team requirements. There was a doctor who regularly visited on Thursday mornings. He was also on-call for emergencies. He did the full physicals but the school nurse did the interim check-ups. Everything seemed normal with the exception of one young man who winced when she told him to sit down. She questioned him but he said he was fine and wouldn't say anything else.
Jaqueline knew many of the students were coming in with minor aches just to check out the new nurse. She also could tell they like what they saw.
Some of her days were very busy; other days she didn't see anyone for hours, if at all. To balance out her days she set up an open appointment schedule with one and a half hour slots; three before lunch and three after. Anyone could walk in without an appointment if someone else hadn't filled in their name in that time-slot ahead of time. This arrangement gave her some control over her schedule. Of course, an emergency halted everything, night or day but even those were infrequent.
Nurse Jackie enjoyed the check-ups. She had a sense of humor; she was direct, and when needed she could adopt an air of strictness. Her prurient interests began slowly as she found reasons to get the young men to remove various pieces of clothing for their treatments. Things progressed slow and steadily towards the point where she rarely missed an opportunity to have an eighteen-year old fella at least partially naked. Most of her return patients were used to the fact that she always found a reason for them to have to undress to some degree. Something as small as a stubbed toe required the boy to remove both shoes, socks and, if she thought she could get away with it, his trousers as well.
Jackie knew which ones were dying to expose themselves to her, and she accommodated their enthusiasm but always under the auspices of pretend, office professionalism. She stripped them naked if she could but maintained a distant authoritative posture that kept even the most cocky ones not knowing if she was serious. They all got hard five minutes into whatever she was seeing them for. She made sure by the time they left they were going to go straight to the men's bathroom to wank their throbbing cocks. This was all well and good but it was the shy ones, with palpable reticence, whom she really looked forward to treating. It thrilled her to observe a young man squirming in embarrassment as she issued her instructions pushing him further into very uncomfortable territory.
"Charles, you've strained your back. You're going to need a liniment rub; every day this week. Then we can taper off to every other day next week. Come-on, lets get you out of your shirt and pants. Whats that, you don't have any underwear on? No worries, I can put a towel over your privates. And I'd like you to keep coming in at the three O'clock slot. It will give me more time to work on you."
"George Bartlett, I see you turned eighteen last month. It's time for your full check-up. And don't think for a minute I haven't noticed your aroused state. You naughty, young man, you walked in my office with an erection. We both know you could have waited ten minutes before you followed that thing in here. So, you might as well get all your clothes off so I can get on with your physical.—you know that's what you came in here for."
"Lucas, you poor boy, your hobbling and you can barely sit down. Did you earn yourself another paddling?"
By now, after seeing enough bruised backsides, Jackie surmised the students must be getting paddled for disciplinary misdemeanors even though none of them would admit it. "Sometimes I swear, you must ask for it just so you can come in here and have me put cream on your bruised and battered behind. Get those pants down, young man. Better yet, take them all the way off so I can have a look... and that shirt too. I don't want to stain your uniform with cream."
"Ralph Stoppington, you've gone and got yourself all stopped up again. I am not giving you another laxative. In the future you have got to eat more fiber. I warned you last time If this happened again I would have to give you a series of enemas. Come and see me this afternoon at three O'clock. We're going to need extra time.
And so it went throughout her first semester at Mount Hope. Nurse Cotter had an entourage of young men who she treated. She enjoyed her new position of power. Having her pick of all the young guys at Mount Hope; having them strip bare for her, but still, she wasn't satisfied.
'That bonehead grounds man, Jonathan Eldridge, is a cocksure blowhard. If he corners me in the supply closet one more time I'm going to knee him in the balls so hard he'll need to go see a real doctor." She thought about Eldridge and his predatory eye. She wondered if it was limited to just her. 'With all these young handsome men around, I wouldn't be surprised if he's stalking them as well. He is good looking though. But ...I'm not that desperate... am I?'
Her sexual impulses pushed her to go farther and farther with the students who came to her office. She knew she was walking a dangerous tightrope.
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The first week of second semester classes, at three O'clock on one Friday afternoon—her slowest day because students were ramping up for the weekend—a young lad walked into her office and introduced himself.
