Chrissie could just barely make out the shape of someone standing over her.
She blinked her eyes groggily and tried to sit up.
"No, no, no, no sitting up." The shape said sweetly as she placed subtle pressure on Chrissy's shoulder. "You don't want to tear your sutures.
Chrissy could smell a floral shampoo. "You smell nice." She said, as here eyes slowly focused on the face of the person standing over her. It was a woman about her age, with brownish blonde hair, and pretty gray eyes. "What's your name?"
"Nurse Elizabeth, and thank you. We're not allowed to wear perfume, so it's just my shampoo your smelling." Elizabeth said genuinely. People were so regularly rude to her, when someone was nice, she tried to take a moment and appreciate it.
Slowly, Chrissie realized where she was. "Is it over?" Chrissie said nervously?
"Yes, and the doctor said you did great. It was a huge success." Elizabeth said, still leaning in close in case Chrissie tried to move again. Chrissie was still heavily sedated and the Nurse knew that could make people's words and actions unpredictable. A big part of her job at this point was just to keep the patient from hurting themselves until they had their faculties about them.
"Whew." Chrissie said softly, with a giggle. "Glad to hear that."
"You're coming out of anesthesia so you are probably feeling a little light headed."
"I feel horny." Chrissie said flirtatiously. "I want two have an orgasasm, will you eat my pussy and give me an orgasmasm?" Chrissie said, the powerful sedative causing her to mispronounce the word "orgasm."
Elizabeth had heard some crazy stuff from people coming out of surgery but this was new. She stifled a laugh and rubbed Chrissie's shoulder. "Now don't say anything you'll regret."
"I think I'm already naked, and hey..." Chrissie said leaning towards the nurse. "I'm a squirter. I just found out girls like that."
It wasn't uncommon for people to talk about a recent event when they were coming out of surgery. It made Elizabeth curious. There was no way she was going to do anything with Chrissie, but there wasn't any harm in talking to her. She wouldn't remember any of it anyway.
She pressed the foot pedal under the bed that automatically closed the door and leaned forward "How did you find out girls like it when you squirt?"
"I was with my friend, she was giving me an orgasm, unlike some people," Chrissie grinned and said sarcastically."And when I squirted in her mouth, she said it tasted great!"
"How old are you?" Elizabeth said, she could feel herself getting aroused.
"Thirty two!" Chrissie said cheerily, "and it sounds like I'm gonna live a lot longer!"
"That's what the doctor said." Elizabeth confirmed.
"Oh goody." Chrissie said cutely. "How old are you?"
"Twenty-five." Elizabeth answered honestly. "So if you're thirty two, how are you just finding out now that girls like it?" She was really curious. Chrissie was a knockout, she could have her pick of men or women.
"With my condition I always had to be careful. And when I did find a guy, as soon as he saw the scar it was over." Chrissie said, lightly touching her chest.
"So you were a virgin?" Elizabeth said. She was definitely straying outside of what was considered appropriate, but she was way too curious to let this opportunity pass. "She'll never remember." She reminded herself.
"I masturbated. A LOT" Chrissie said with a giggle. "I'm a naughty girl, I like it all." Then she reached up and stroked Elizabeths hair. "You are so beauty." She said, confusing the word for pretty and beautiful, but Elizabeth understood.
"So are you." Elizabeth said.
"So give me an orgasm then." Chrissie responded flirtatiously. "I'll squirt in your mouth."
Elizabeth swooned and managed to resist the urge to slip her tongue into Chrissie's mouth. She'd only been with one woman in her life, she and her roommate had drunkenly hooked up in college. But night shifts at the hospital made dating non-existent, so she was horny and open to anything.
She could not take advantage of Chrissie though. She might have been making it all up for all she knew.
"Do you want some water?" Elizabeth said, trying to change the subject.
"I am thirsty." Chrissie said, smacking her lips a little.
"Don't move." Elizabeth said as she walked over to the sink and filled up a water bottle with gradations for milliliters on the side and a curved straw coming out the top.
"Oh my gosh, you have such a nice butt." Chrissie said when Elizabeth had turned to walk away. She was admiring her firm round bottom in her tight, pink scrubs. She could just make out the outline of the thong she was wearing underneath.
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"Really?" Elizabeth said as she returned with the water. "It's not too big?" She had always been a little sensitive about her bottom. She was petite, but had a healthy bottom.
"No way, it's perfect." Chrissie said before sucking some water through the straw. "Show me again."
Elizabeth was flattered, regardless of how doped up her patient was, and went over and leaned on the sink and stood on her tip toes, allowing her bottom to bounce up and down a little.
"You're so hot." Chrissie said as she slurped another gulp of the cool water.
Elizabeth came back to the side of the bed. "Thank you. That's very nice to hear."
"So this is your last chance. If you're not going to give me an orgasm, I'm going to take a nap." Chrissie said, unaware that her surgery had taken many hours, and it was three o'clock in the morning.
"That sounds like a good idea." Elizabeth said, as she made sure Chrissy was comfortable and well covered up.
Chrissie was beginning to realize she was still under the effects of the anesthesia. "Will I remember any of this?" She said as she was closing her eyes.
"I don't think so." Elizabeth said quietly.
"That's too bad." Chrissie said and began softly snoring.
Elizabeth stood at the bedside for a few minutes imagining what it would have been like if she had just lifted the sheets and buried her face between her legs. Did Chrissie really squirt? And if so, what did it taste like? She could feel her pussy begin to lubricate and instinctively began rubbing herself through her scrubs. She checked to make sure Chrissie was asleep and lifted the sheets to get a look at Chrissie's pussy and bit her lip as she imagined taking her in her mouth. Bringing herself to a silent orgasm at Chrissie's bedside.
When Chrissie woke up a few hours later, she could tell it was early in the morning from the way the sun was coming through the openings in the vertical blinds. She was a little sore from the operation, but not too bad. She pulled down the sheets and could see the bandage that covered the tiny stitches on her hip where they had inserted the device to perform the procedure. Her nipples immediately hardened as the cool air of the hospital room aroused them. As she took stock of her situation, she realized she had to pee. She saw a bedpan on the table next to her, but she decided she'd rather use the bathroom, she gingerly removed the rest of the sheet from her bare body and sat up.
She sat there for a moment making sure she had her balance and then slowly slid down to the cold floor. She padded silently to the bathroom and closed the door.
