Three twelve-hour shifts. One day off. Do another three twelves. That's how my life was at this moment due to this damn pandemic. Working in a major hospital as a nurse, my life at this moment was running around, checking on all the patients, celebrating those who recovered, praying for those who didn't before washing my hands and moving to the next one that just came in. It was brutal.
Even when I got off of work, nothing was open to relieve the stress. No bars, no hang-outs, friends were discouraged to even get together. Not that it would have mattered anyway. By the time I got home, ate, bathed, and drank a few glasses of wine to wind down, I was so exhausted, I simply crashed in my bed, trying to get enough sleep to do it all over again the next day.
This had been going on for several weeks now. One of the hardest hit aspects was my sex drive. I am a pretty sexually active young woman with an eye for the ladies. I would often go out on a Friday night and eat breakfast with a new partner Saturday morning. But with all that happened, I hadn't had sexual release in many days, even by my own hand. This fact did nothing to relieve my stress.
It was the third day of my current shift and I was praying just to make it through. God must have been listening because, all things considered, the workload wasn't as bad as it usually was. Either that or I was just getting numb to it all. Whatever the reason, my supervisor gave me a nice hour break to just relax.
Wanting to get away from everybody, I quickly made my way down to where all of the doctor offices were. Since it was the middle of the night, there was no people, no noise, nothing but blissful silence. I hadn't peed in a while so I quickly located the women's restroom and relieved myself, sighing as the urine flowed from my body. Then it happened.
As I wiped myself clean, my fingers brushed against my clit, causing a little jolt of pleasure. Laughing at myself, I started to stand up but then stopped. Hell, I had time. There was nobody here. I could use a good release.
Shucking off my pants and panties, I leaned back against the toilet and spread my legs. Gently at first, then picking up the pace, I began to finger myself while images of past partners flitted through my head. Wanting to take my time and build up, I teased my clit for a while as I reached under my scrubs blouse and rubbed my breast through my bra.
I was getting close. I could feel the much-needed orgasm building inside me. It was almost to the point of no return. That's when the door to the bathroom opened.
In my haste to pee and figuring no one was down here, I didn't even bother to lock the door. Letting out a shriek of surprise, I tried to stop but I was too far gone. A mini-orgasm caused my breath to catch and my body to tremble. After I could see straight, my eyes focused on who was standing there.
