The All Over Tan 1

David was clearly spying on me. He often walks past my house so he no doubt caught a glimpse then decided to take a closer look. Anyway I had managed to put the incident behind me. He can look all he wants, I thought.

Saturday was a workday for me and seven other RNs. Caitlyn, Jo, Chelsea, Elaine, Karen, Kristen, Carolyn are all friendly.

The youngest is Carolyn, age 32. Elaine, age 57, is the oldest. At one time or another I had stolen a lustful peak of each one as she changed clothes.

Between patients I can not take my eyes off Karen Caruso. She wears a black buzz cut, has brown eyes and full lips. A blue surgical scrub suit hides her curves. Prominent tits poke the shirt.

Wait, I can't be a lesbian. I have a boyfriend. I hear these words loud and clear in my own head. At the same time part of my brain is making me want to go to bed with her.

She's the new RN in the department. The rainbow blouse that I had seen her wearing before changing into a scrub suit and the buzz cut tell me that she likes girls.

I went down to the cafeteria just before noon and spotted her sitting by herself with her Kindle so I took the seat across from her.

I asked, "what are you reading."

"It's titled 'Passion's Bright Fury' and it's wriiten by Radclyffe."

"I'm betting it's romance," I said.

"Lesbian," she replied.

Despite dating Jack the desire to have sex with Karen is very close to the surface. If it was any closer I'd buying her dinner just to get her out of her panties. I can't do this. I'm in the relationship with Jack Crane, I thought

I spent the remainder of a half hour lunch break making small talk with her as I ate my salad and tuna on rye.

She looked at her watch. "We have to go back," she said.

I followed her back to the department.

Over the next few days until my next day off I had lunch with Karen every day.

I slept until 7 that day. By 7 30 I was two miles from home enjoying a leisurely breakfast of toast, sausage links and eggs over easy. The waitress refilled my coffee cup so I sipped the brew.

I headed for home where I could tan all over. I hated the paleness in certain parts my body. I wish I could go to a nude beach, I thought.

It was close to 9 o'clock when I undressed on the deck and stretched out naked on the hammock. I grabbed my i-phone and selected the appropnriate app to control the vibrator in my pussy. Meanwhile Karen Caruso was alive and well inside my head. The image of her boobs, her pussy, her ass and her tongue brushing mine would make me lust after that sexy Italian while the toy vibrated against my clitoris and vagina.

After three powerful orgasms over an indeterminate length of time I had to again wrestle with the issue of how to deal with Jack. I'm still in that relationship until I tell him that I want a woman. Meanwhile I'm crushing on Karen Caruso.

Back at work the next day I sought Karen in the cafeteria to chit-chat with her. As always she proved to be personable. We sat on the far end of a table where other SICU RNs were having their lunch. That entire group participated, it seemed, in a single conversation.

Though I hadn't yet vocalized my sexual orientation, keeping company with Karen no doubt made the girls in the department aware of it. Sexual orientation notwithstanding, Karen mingled freely with that group.

Clad in just panties, I was sitting in the metallic lattice chair listening to a book through sound cancelling headphones. An ID moved right to left across my i-phone. I swiped the screen making Jack appear.

"Nice boobs," said my soon to be ex boyfriend.

I giggled then asked, "what's going on."

We chatted for a while. I hated to tell him about Karen but some things have to be said.

"Jack there's a girl at work. Her name is Karen."

"And," he asked.

"I'm in love with her."

He stared silently at me.

I said apologetically, "she moves me."

He ended the call leaving me with mixed feelings. Part of me was free to make love with Karen. That should've made me happy. Instead, the tears came as they always do after a breakup. I put my face on the table.

I came into the locker room the following morning in time to see Karen just about to pull up her purple scrub pants. The curve of her waist looked sexy as hell.

"Hi Steph," she said aware that I was getting an eyeful.

I considered telling her that I broke up with Jack then decided to say nothing. I had never even told her that I had a boyfriend in the first place.

"Ready for a busy day," I asked.

We walked side by side out to SICU.

By 3 PM I was getting another eyeful. A few of the girls were changing into street clothes.

"Karen," I said.

"Yah," she said having just pulled up her jeans.

"Can I buy you dinner tonight?"

"Sure," she said smiling.

We left the locker room together making all the arrangements as we headed for our automobiles.

Karen held the Italian food menu upright on the table top for several seconds then set it back down. Seconds later an attractive youthful blond stopped at her table an introduced herself as Alica. She asked, "would you like a few minutes."

We enjoyed an unhurried Italian meal with candid conversation.

"I like to sunbathe in the nude on my deck."

"Cool," said Karen grinning. She added, "I'd love to iie next to you on the beach."

"I prefer you on top of me," I quipped.