Lynn was running late, as usual, and had to punch in at 3 p.m. to be on the floor so the day nurse could leave. She quickly ran a brush through her hair, applied the usual light makeup and rummaged through her dresser drawer searching for a pair of white hose. Sitting on the edge of her bed she drew the thigh high, sheer, white hose up over her leg and felt the elastic snap into place around her upper thigh, repeating the procedure on the other leg. She hated wearing the constraining full pantyhose and much preferred the thigh highs, feeling that she may have to look professional on the outside, but underneath she liked to look and feel sexy. She stepped into a pair of white thongs, adjusting the thin strap in the back for maximum comfort, liking the sensation of the material against her bottom, the front of the thong barely covering her clean shaven pussy. The white lace bra came next, very low cut with underwires pushing up her breasts nicely. She liked the contrast of the white lace against the tanned skin of her breasts. Next she pulled on a simple, white, zip up the front nurses uniform that came just above the knee.
"If my patients knew what I had on underneath this uniform, they'd be in ICU!" she thought to herself with a little giggle, as she stepped into her white nurse's shoes, grabbed her purse and ran out the door. As she drove to the hospital she wondered how many patients they'd have on the unit she worked on tonight, and she was pleased that she would work with her old friend Kelli. They always worked well together, even on the busy nights, and they had a long history of friendship between them. They'd known each other for years, and had gotten to know each other very well in that time. They were both excellent nurses, but in their free time they liked to party and definitely had a good time doing it!
She pulled into the hospital parking lot for employees and parked her car next to Kelli's mustang, wondering if Kelli was ever going to get rid of that car. She'd had it forever it seemed, but Kelli was determined to keep it running and she treated it like a prized possession. Kelli had always liked classic cars and good looking men, and she still did. She appreciated them both, and used them for her pleasure freely and without regret. Lynn had always admired the carefree way in which her friend lived, but she took things a little more seriously, even when Kelli teased her about being so naive. Maybe one of these days she'd give Kelli a little surprise...
As she entered the nurse's charting room she saw that Kelli was already there, and they were waiting to start nurses report for her. She quickly slid into a chair at the rectangular table muttering her apologizes for being late. They were use to it, they knew she tended to be a last minute arrival, and they quickly got down to the business at hand. It was a rather small hospital in a small community, and there were just the two of them for the afternoon shift. The census was low, so they could handle it easily, and could always call in another nurse if they received more patients. The charge nurse from the day shift told them about the few patients they had, several post op patients, a geriatric case, and a man who'd been in a rather bad motorcycle accident.
He was a 39 year old male with bilateral fractures in the arms and a fractured leg. He had casts on both arms and the right leg, vitals stable. The charge nurse went on to say that he was in good physical shape and would probably recover nicely, in time, and that he needed to have a bed bath tonight as they didn't have time to get to it during the day shift. His pain was being well controlled with oxycontin and he was alert and oriented. No head injury. He was completely dependent on the staff due to the casts, and needed their assistance with the basic ADL's.
"No problem," Kelli said, "we'll get him hosed down good tonight." Lynn held back a giggle at the stern look from the day charge nurse and went on to reassure her that they had everything under control and to go on home.
As the day shift left Kelli and Lynn made rounds, checking on their patients and met back at the nurse's station. "Wow, you should see that guy from the motorcycle accident, he is HOT!" She had been the one to check in on him and see if he needed anything. He had said he was fine and was just going to doze off for a while.
"Kel, is that all you think of?" Lynn laughed at her friend's priorities.
"He's going to sleep for a while, but go see for yourself when he wakes up! You could use a little excitement in your life." Kelli jokingly teased her friend, laughing when she saw Lynn's face turn pink.
"Cut it out Kel. Let's get busy now and get this med room organized since we don't have much else to do tonight." Lynn turned and walked into the med room determined to stay busy. They worked quietly, side by side for several minutes, then Kelli said, "Maybe he's got a really big cock..."
"Kelli! Stop it!" Lynn could feel her face burning even more now. Just then a light on the control panel at the nurse's station lit up indicating a patient was calling for a nurse. It was the man from the bike accident.
"You go," Kelli said, "you'll see what I mean." Lynn rolled her eyes and headed down the hall toward the man's room. The door was closed, and she knocked lightly before entering. The curtains were drawn and the only light was coming from the adjacent bathroom, casting a cozy, yellow glow over the man in the bed. She could see his dark hair against the white pillow case, and when he lifted his eyes to hers she saw they were the palest blue and very piercing, making her feel a bit uncomfortable. He looked into her, not at her, or so it felt.
"Hi, my name's Lynn. I'm the afternoon nurse. Are you having any pain?" She asked as she approached the bed. Both of his arms were in casts and resting on pillows, and his leg was in a below the knee cast as well. She stood by his bed now, looking down into his face, waiting for his answer, puzzled as to why he hesitated and just stared up at her. She couldn't hold his gaze and looked down at her clipboard.
"Is there a problem Mr...uh....", she was stuttering, nervous as hell and didn't understand why. She wasn't usually affected like this by her patients, but this man definitely made her feel unbalanced.
"Lynn...you can call me Mark," he said, "and there's no problem. Well there is a little problem, but it's not pain. I need to use the urinal.
"Oh...ok, sorry," Lynn was mumbling and flustered. She sat her clipboard down on the bedside stand, donned the requisite non-latex gloves, and opened the cupboard for the urinal. She pulled back the covers, moving his hospital gown aside and felt her eyes go wide when she saw the size of his penis. It laid nestled in a bed of soft, dark curls, and the size of it even in a non-aroused condition amazed her. She had never seen anything like it!
"Ummmm, I'm just going to...." she was nervous, but determined to get on with her duties as she reached for his penis, lifting it gently and placing the urinal between his slightly spread legs.
"I'll just wait for you to finish out in the hall," she mumbled to him, unable to meet his eyes, her face burning.
"No, stay." His voice was commanding, and she stopped in her tracks, unable to explain to herself the response she had to his instruction.
"All right," she said softly. Turning back to him, unable to take her eyes from his cock, now releasing the golden fluid into the urinal. She was enthralled with his cock, almost in a hypnotized state, and she shook her head to clear her thoughts.
"I'm done," he said. When she tore her gaze away from his privates to his face she could see that he had a little smile on his face. She just stood there, as if awaiting further instructions. "Take it away now Lynn." And she felt herself mechanically responding to his words, unable to explain the state her mind was in. She reached down and gently removed his penis from the urinal, blotting the thick round head with a tissue, softly, placing it back between his legs almost lovingly and removing the urinal. She headed to the adjacent bathroom and poured it in the toilet, slowly, watching it turn the water a pale shade of yellow.
