Nabeela awoke to the words.
"Time to wake up Princess."
It was Stella, whispering in her ear,
"So proud of you sweetie, how was my little gift and having Master Edward's all over you?"
Stella noticed that as soon as she mentioned both things to Naheela, she sat up wide awake and looked right at her.
"First, thank you. I never knew there were things like that that could make me feel that way. Second, I enjoyed it, but it felt so haram. I did like it; I don't know why, but I did."
"Good now go get a shower and hurry downstairs you have to get to work."
Nabeela was hoping for some sort of punishment and sex, but neither happened, she did as she was told and understood being on time for work was important. Eddie was already seated at the table and breakfast was laid out.
"Eat up sweetie, it's your first day at work."
Eddie told her. They all had breakfast together, and Nabeela went and put her abaya on and returned to the hallway. Eddie and Stella were waiting for her with smiles, as if proud parents were taking their kid to the first day of school. This made her feel special and cared about. She hugged Eddie and Stella and thanked them both for helping her so much and being there for her every step of the way. Just as they were about to leave, Eddie said.
"Have a good first day at work and make me proud Princess."
She didn't know where it came from when she said.
"Thank you, Daddy. I promise I'll make you proud."
Blushing, she almost ran ahead to the car. Stella came and got in the car, and as they drove, Stella didn't mention that she was calling him Daddy in place of the usual Sir, instead she asked Nabeela.
"You ok, you ran out so quickly?"
" How do I explain this? You know how I just called Mr Edward's Daddy, I didn't mean as my father."
Nabeela tried to explain it to Stella, and she asked.
"Was it more like someone who teaches, cares, and looks after you?"
"Yes just like that Miss Stella just like that."
Nabeela told her.
When they got to the clinic, Stella told Nabeela.
"Have a great day sweetie, I will be here to pick you up when you finish."
Nabeela hugged Stella and thanked again as she headed into the clinic. Once inside, she was greeted by Nancy, who took her to the staffroom. Dr. Ahmed and the rest of the staff were all women. Dr Ahmed stood and greeted Nabeela and did the introductions.
"Goodmorning Nabella, let me introduce you to the team."
I already knew Nancy. First, there was Tracey. She was a blonde with a similar build to Nabeela but a smaller bust. Sharon was a little taller but attractive, with black hair and green eyes. Then there were Domanic and Tempus. Both were like Dr. Ahmed: over 6 feet tall, big busts and wide hips, absolutely stunning and beautiful. They seemed very friendly and nice. Then Dr. Ahmed took Nabeela to her office and explained.
"Nabeela, Tracey, and Sharon mostly do extractions, but the rest of us can fill in for them if needed. Domanic and Tempus do most of the inseminations, I will step in when needed. Your duty for the first few days will be to observe and take notes. With the other members of staff and me, you will not be doing any practical things until you have a better understanding of the clinic."
"Yes Dr. Ahmed I understand."
"Good go, and get pens and a pad from Nancy, and be back in 10 minutes, ready for our first appointment."
Dr Ahmed told her. She headed for the staff room all the girls were still finishing their coffees as Nabeela took of her abaya and they saw her body and dress, she had put on a new dress it was white dress with plunging cleavage show the amount of bust the doctor had told her it hugged her hips and came down to just over knees with white seamed stockings. Domanic gave Nabeela a wolf whistle and said.
"WOW, Nabeela. Nobody told us you were hiding all that underneath that thing. Girl, you are stunning, and you staying so covered up. It has to be a sin against the world that you are not sharing that beauty."
Nabeela knew that was high praise for another woman to say that about a woman. She blushed a little and said
"Thank you, that's nice of you to say."
The other girl told her similar things. They were all saying such nice things about her and standing around and at one point she did feel a hand caress and squeeze one of her arse cheeks but she never saw who did it. She turned to Nancy and said.
"Dr Ahmed asked me to ask you for pens and a notepad?"
Nancy led Nabeela to the store room. While handing Nabeela the notepad and pens, she told Nabeela.
"You do know Stella and I are good friends."
Nabeela said.
"I'm sorry Miss Stella never told me."
Nancy smirked and told her.
"OH yes, very good and close friends."
This hint was lost on Nabeela, as English is not her primary language. Not even when Nancy's wink really meant anything to her.
She sat to the right of Dr Ahmed, listening and taking notes. Dr Ahmed asked personal questions about their sex life. How often they had sex, and what positions they had sex. She explained that this was an exceptional VIP service offered by her clinic for extraction and semination. If needed, donors of the highest category. Some of the answers these couples were given, and in some cases where the male or female patients had come alone, left her surprised and even shocked. She knew being a professional in health care was not to show shock. Staff must always be calm and in control, allowing the patients to have confidence in their health care provider.
It had been a day with a sharp learning curve. She was pleased, as she had learned a lot on her first day. When she finished work, Stella was waiting for her. Stella noticed a new spring in her step as she walked to the car. Stella smiled and asked.
"Did you have a good day Princess?"
"Yes, Miss Stella. I had a great day and learned so much. It is very different from the nursing I have done. At the moment, I am just watching and learning."
Nabeela explained with a smile and joyous tone. They talked on the way home. Nabeela's smile broadened as they pulled into the drive, Eddie was standing at the front door waiting for her to come home. It made her feel special. When she got out of the car, she almost ran to him, hugged him, and said,
"It is nice to see you are better and standing up independently."
"Me to, sweetie. Welcome home. You have to tell all about your day when we have our dinner. I'll let you get changed and wash, and Stella and I will get dinner on the table."
Eddie told her and watched her fly upstairs to get changed. Before she headed back downstairs, she stood in front of the mirror and undid an extra button at the top of the dress. Then, Nabeela unbuttoned a few buttons on the bottom half of the dress. Nabeela knew in the back of her mind that this was not what she should be doing. She wanted to please Eddie without realizing she was developing a deep emotional connection with him and Stella, which was far more than friendship.
When she entered the dining room, the table was set, and the food was on it. Eddie sat at the head of the table, as always, and Stella was on her way back with a jug of water. They looked at her with lustful eyes as she took her seat. She told them both about her day and the other staff she had met today.
Once their dinner was finished, Stella and Nabeela cleared the table while washing up. When Stella was drying, she asked Nabeela.
