Eileen learns something new at work.
One of her co-workers introduces her to tribadism.
Four days a week, Eileen goes to work at the doctor's office. The doctor is a urologist and includes some fertility issues in his practice. He is a well respected doctor with privileges at the two closest hospitals. He is in his mid fifties, happily married and has a reputation as a caring and effective healer. Eileen knows very well that she is extremely lucky to have this job. The doctor and the other two women in the office, Angela and Louise, get along very well. Eileen has been there just over a year.
Angela, also a trained medical assistant, is also a trained phlebotomist; that means she can draw blood samples. There is a small lab in the back of the office building where the different samples can be analyzed and many different tests can be performed. This enhances the doctors' ability to treat his patients because he can get almost instant results for some of the tests that he needs done. Angela has been with the doctor for over 12 years. She is nearly forty and a little taller than most women. She admits to being 5-foot 11 and 'seven eights' inches tall. To most people, she is an imposing 6-foot and with heels she is quite noticeable. She also has a fairly impressive set of tits, not too big but certainly something that you would not overlook. Angela is not currently married and has no children. Eileen doesn't know too many of her personal details other than where she lives.
Louise is the other lady in the office. She is the receptionist, scheduler and, most importantly, the paperwork person. She has been doing medical billing and dealing with insurance companies for over thirty years. She has been with this doctor for 19 years and is almost as indispensible as the doctor himself. Louise is a matronly lady, a little older than the doctor with a 'full figure'. This means that her boobs are big enough to rest comfortably on her belly when she is sitting at her desk. If she wears a low cut dress or blouse, the crack in her cleavage is probably as long as the crack in Eileen's ass. Louise does her work efficiently and goes home every night to her husband. She stays a little to herself, choosing to run errands and go to the bank at most lunchtimes. The doctor usually goes out to lunch, occasionally at the hospital cafeteria. Sometimes, he orders-in lunch for the office, when he does this, Louise usually stays for lunch.
The office runs smoothly and efficiently. There are few real emergencies other than kidney stones. They seem to come in waves. The doctor tries to avoid knife surgery preferring to try the high-powered sound wave stone blasting or, the dreaded, 'go in and get it' through the urethra-bladder-ureter route. The patients are usually 'asleep' for this procedure, but it gives a lot of people an uncomfortable feeling just thinking about it. People with kidney stones, however, don't really care how they get relief from the pain.
The doctor has both of the 'hands on' assistants (Eileen and Angela) wear scrubs at work. The office provides a clean pair for each workday. Every Thursday, the dirty scrubs are brought in and the clean scrubs are delivered from the laundry service. The clean scrubs are taken home and so the cycle continues. Louise cancels the scrubs for weeks that the doctor's office is closed. Scrubs are extremely comfortable to work in but, they are not something that you wear to show off your assets, if you know what I mean. Like her sisters, Eileen has been told that she has a 'great ass' but you would never know it with her wearing those scrubs. You can tell that a woman has breasts, but not a lot of detail since the scrubs have a very modest v-neck that does not come anywhere near showing even the hint of cleavage. But, let's not forget the price; nothing, since the doctor pays for the laundry service. So, Eileen knows that she is not likely to entice a man to pay attention to her when she is dressed for work. Not that she was actively looking, anyway.
Most days, Eileen and Angela tag team the patients. That means that each assistant takes every other patient in to get weighed, sent into the bathroom to collect a urine sample, put into an examining room and instructed as to how to undress for the exam, if necessary. Louise almost always arranges the schedule so that Angela takes back the patients that will need blood drawn. Both girls have been handed semen samples, almost always in cleaned out baby food jars. The semen samples go back to the lab and Angela prepares a 'slide' which she puts into a computer connected microscope and captures some still images and some video. The images can be viewed by the doctor, on the computer screens in the examining rooms. How convenient. The results of the other tests, urine and blood are also posted on the computer system for the doctor.
The morning schedule has been fairly easy. No complications and they finished about twenty minutes before the regular noon lunch break. Today, the doctor will be going to the hospital for lunch and to visit one of his patients who will be there for another few days. He is expected back in the office in time for his next appointment at 2 O-Clock. Louise is going out for lunch, to the bank and to do a little shopping for her grandson's birthday. She is expected back, as usual, right before the doctor gets back. So, Eileen and Angela have a nice two hour break.
Angela goes into the lab to shut off some of the equipment for the two-hour downtime. She sees Eileen sitting on one of the stools looking at what's left of a semen sample in a baby food jar. She is turning it over and watching it as it slowly flows around the inside of the glass.
Angela: "What-cha doin?"
Eileen: "Oh, nothing. Just looking at this stuff. Hard to imagine that this could become a baby."
Angela:"Well, not by itself."
Eileen: "I know, but without this stuff, all our plumbing and parts are useless."
Angela: "Not entirely useless, we can still have some fun with the installed equipment."
Eileen: "Yeah, I know, but this is interesting. As you know, I haven't seen any lately, other than here."
Angela: "Yeah, and I'm sorry for you about that. Are you going to eat lunch?"
Eileen: "Yeah, I'll be right there."
Angela: "Don't bring that along and for heaven's sake, wash your hands."
Eileen: "Not funny, but I will wash. Where should I put this?"
Angela: "What name is on the label?"
Eileen: "Conroy"
Angela: "That one is done, you can just toss it into the medical waste bag next to the counter." Angela turns and goes out of the lab.
Eileen looks at the deposit again as it slowly seeps to the bottom of the little jar. She puts it into her pocket. Then she takes it back out and walks over to the waste bag. Hesitating, she holds it over the bag, looks at it again, and then lets it drop. "Not this time" she thinks to herself.
Joining Angela in the little kitchenette, Eileen takes her lunch bag out of the little fridge along with a yogurt and a bottle of iced tea. Angela is already eating a slice of pizza that she 'nuked' up in the microwave and washing it down with her own bottle of iced tea. The girls eat in silence for a few minutes.
Angela: "Did you remember to wash your hands?"
Eileen: "Of course. I used the sanitizer, too."
Angela: "Did you ever wonder how the patients collect those samples?"
