I was the only male nurse working on the ward at our local hospital. The lack of other male company never worried me as, although I was the butt of any anti-male jokes, I was more than compensated by being the one any of my colleagues (or patients) turned to when they were in the mood for flirting.
This was certainly true of my colleague on night duty last week. Evelyn, 25 years of age, petite, and absolutely gorgeous, had been moaning about her current boyfriend to me for at least an hour when she turned to me and asked,
"Do you know what I need?"
"A new boyfriend," I helpfully suggested.
"Well, yes, but what I really need is a right good fuck."
She said this with such a straight face, almost as if she'd asked for another cup of tea, that I wasn't exactly sure I had heard right.
"Say that again."
"What? That I need a good fuck? Well, I do. Steve (her boyfriend) is absolutely hopeless in bed. All I ever get is him banging away on top of me for a few minutes then it's all over and I'm left feeling very frustrated. Plus, I usually end up sleeping on the wet patch."
"There's always me," I prompted.
"That's very sweet," she smiled. "But I never fuck a cock I haven't tasted first."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing but decided to go with it and see how far she was willing to take this.
"Well don't let me stop you."
"Okay, then," getting down on to her on to her knees in front of me. "Let's see what you've got."
I still didn't believe she was serious so I challenged her. "If you want it then you take it out."
"Right." And she simply pulled down the zip of my white uniform trousers, reached in and pulled out my rapidly stiffening cock.
"That's nice," she grinned and slowly licked her way up the length of my prick.
Still in disbelief at the turn this night-duty had taken, I was also aware that we were sitting at the nurses' station, in the middle of a busy ward. "What if someone comes in?" I managed to ask, although my eyes were locked on the soft lips wrapped around my cock.
Evelyn stopped for a moment, obviously thinking about this, then simply commanded me to move closer to the desk while she crouched under it so that, to anyone surprising us, it would appear that I was simply catching up with my notes.
Notes, patients, even hospital rules were the furthest thing from my mind as Evelyn continued to run her soft tongue up one side of my dick then down the other. As she pulled my foreskin back and lapped at my sensitive head, I thought I had died and gone to heaven when I was brought crashing back to reality by a masterful voice from behind me.
"What on earth do you think you are doing?" thundered our Matron who had entered the ward without either of us noticing.
"I'm just filling in some charts, Ma'am," I tried to explain.
"Don't make your behaviour any worse by lying to me, Nurse Thomson. I can see Nurse Wilson hiding under the desk. Come out of there immediately, Nurse."
The only way Evelyn could get out from under the desk was for me to move back in my chair but by doing that I would be exposing my now rapidly shrinking prick.
"Come out now, Nurse. Don't make me say it again," barked Matron.
Realising the utter hopelessness of our situation, I stood up allowing Evelyn to follow while, at the same time, allowing Matron a perfect view of my penis sticking out of my trousers. She simply stared in disbelief at me, at my cock, at Evelyn and again at my cock.
"Nurse Thomson, dress yourself properly. I will see both of you in my office immediately after you finish. Don't bother to change out of your uniform; it may be the last time either of you ever gets to wear them."
With that she turned and marched out of the ward, leaving Evelyn and I to consider our fate for the rest of the night.
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The rest of the night seemed to drag by but soon enough we stood in front of Matron in her office, still in our uniforms as instructed. We both stood with our heads bowed, fearful of our punishment, fearful for our jobs.
"I have considered the best course of action to take and have decided to keep this matter between ourselves. However, this sort of behaviour is unacceptable and you must now agree that whatever punishment I deem to fit your crime will be undertaken by you in a true manner of humility and obedience."
Evelyn and I looked at each other, daring to believe that we may still have a future as nurses, and nodded our heads in agreement, both to each other and to Matron.
"Anything, Matron. Anything you want, we will agree to it," I hastily offered. "Very good. Now, Nurse Wilson, come round to this side of the desk."
Evelyn looked at me in bewilderment but did as she was told and walked round the big wooden desk until she stood beside Matron, who slowly pushed her chair back.
"Since it was you doing the sucking I am holding you the most responsible, Nurse Wilson," and, before Evelyn knew what was happening, Matron had grabbed her, pulled her over her lap and held her there with her right leg wrapped around Evelyn's, her own right arm pulled high up her back. She struggled and wriggled but Matron had a tight grip on her younger colleague and Evelyn was going nowhere.
"Let me go. Let me go. Let me go!" she screamed.
"Nurse Wilson, this will only get worse for you if you resist. You have agreed to accept whatever punishment I chose to deliver and there is no point in screaming as the office staff will not be in for a few hours yet. Now lie still."
Evelyn was obviously trying to take in all that was happening to her and did as she was told but Matron's next words were about to have her struggling wilder than ever.
"Nurse Thomson, you were obviously waiting to get into Nurse Wilson's knickers so you will decide if she should be spanked with them on or off."
I was just as lost as Evelyn at this turn of events but Matron had guessed right -- I would love to see Evelyn's knickers; even more, I would love to see her sweet arse without them.
"Off, please, Matron," I begged.
Evelyn raised her head to glare at me but her attention was soon drawn back to her own predicament as Matron lifted her white nurse's uniform dress, pulled her knickers down and left them wrapped around her knees. I had often caught a glimpse of her panty line through her uniform when the light was in the right direction but now here they were and I no longer had to guess.