I work in a large hospital in the Southeast, and many evenings require us to stay overnight in the call rooms the hospital provides for us. And while this is a southern institution, espousing Baptist fundamentals, I found out one night, some true southern hospitality of another nature.
I was asleep one night in a call room which has two single beds, and almost always the rooms go unshared because there are generally enough rooms to go around if people sign up early. And the hospital policy strictly forbids co-educational room arrangements. But someone must have gotten the sign-up wrong. I was asleep one night, laying in my underwear on one of the beds on top of the sheets because the thermostat was broken and the room temperature must have been 85 degrees. Since we occasionally do need to share rooms when things are quiet, I thought nothing of the door opening while I was there. I was surprised however, when a female voice remarked her surprise at my presence.
I must have looked pretty silly with my hand on my crotch trying to figure out the mix up to this embarrassed woman, whom I had seen only a couple times before around the hospital. She introduced herself as Mary and said that someone told her all the other rooms were taken, and that this one might be available. After mumbling a few silly excuses, I told her she may as well stay there since it was late, and that I promised to behave. Besides, we were both tired and needed sleep that wasn't likely to come. She very quickly said that that wouldn't be necessary, and agreed to share the room. Without further ado, she walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and closed the door most of the way. There was still a little gap in the doorway, and whether on purpose or not, I found myself staring at her reflection in the mirror. At first I wasn't sure if to feign being asleep or not, but then I couldn't conceal the excitement I was beginning to feel at watching her undress, and go through her nightly routine.
I thought she had a few more minutes in the bathroom before finishing, and I was trying to prepare what to do to seduce this lovely woman who was accidentally sharing my room. My problem was resolved when she poked her head out the door, and said, "I caught you peeking." With my hand absently stroking my erection, I had no excuse. I plainly admitted I thought she was quite beautiful, and I rather enjoyed the show she was giving me. Thinking I was going to get admonished for my ungentlemanly behavior, instead she opened the door further and continued her routine. She brushed her long red hair to a silken shine. I found it much easier under the new light to appreciate her physique. She was about 5'4", with a taut physique. Her slender arms displayed nice firm muscles that showed she cared about her health. Still dressed in her hospital scrub attire, it did not completely hide what lay underneath. Her breasts were firm, and moved rhythmically with each stroke of her hair brush. She started to peel down her pants, revealing long, muscular legs. She must have been enjoying her display quite a bit because she sneaked a sly smile at me, enjoying the effect her stripping was having on me. The room seemed even hotter watching her undress, and I still wasn't sure where this evening was going.