While I was on holiday a few months ago, I had a small accident in the swimming pool. I bumped my hip against the steps when I was climbing out. There was a fairly large bruise beginning to develop just underneath the waistband of my swimming trunks when I got back to the hotel room. Susan, my wife, insisted that I needed to get the hotel doctor to check it out.
"It's only a bruise" I said glancing round at it in the mirror.
"You could have chipped your bone or bruised your kidney" Susan said looking concerned.
"Well, the doctor is not visiting the hotel today. I saw a notice on the board when I came up. Apparently, there is only the nurse on today" I replied.
"Oh, she's very good!" said Susan. Susan had visited the doctor in the previous week and was speaking from experience. "She will be able to tell if there is any more damage. I will go along with you if you like."
"I think I can manage a visit to the nurse on my own. I am not child you know" I said smiling at Susan.
"Oh, it's alright. I need to see her about my previous visit" she said.
About ten minutes later we were sitting outside the room that the doctor used for his visits. Suddenly the door opened and a tall blonde woman came out wearing a pristine nurse's uniform. She had a fantastic figure and smiled at me as she came out. Suddenly she noticed my wife. "Susan" she said recognising her, "No more problems I hope."
"No, it's my husband, I was wondering if you could check him out"
"I'd be delighted" the nurse said looking me up and down. "Come in" she said changing the sign on the door to read "Engaged".
We stepped into the room and the nurse seated herself next to a desk and motioned us to take two seats opposite her. As she sat down, she crossed her legs revealing her beautifully shaped thighs.
"My husband has bruised his back. I am sure that it is nothing but thought it was important to get it checked out" explained Susan.
"Yes, it is better to be safe than sorry" the nurse said smiling at me. "Whereabouts is the bruise?"
I turned round slightly on my seat and signalled the position of the bruise with my hand.
"Ah, I see. Well just pop behind that screen and take of your shirt and pants." Said the nurse. I went behind a folding screen standing in the corner of the room and started removing my clothes and neatly folding them onto the trolley, which was also behind the screen. I kicked off my socks as well. I stood there with only my boxer shorts on trying to listen to what Susan and the nurse were saying. I could not make it out but heard them giggling once or twice. Probably some female tittle-tattle, Susan is good at that I thought.
Suddenly the nurse spoke up. "Are you ready?" she asked. "Yes" I replied gingerly.
Susan and the nurse both came round the screen. "You don't mind if your wife is present while I examine you?" the nurse asked.
"Not at all. She's seen it all before" I joked.
The nurse turned me round and started running her hand professionally over the small of my back. "Ah, yes, I can see the bruise." She said. "Do you mind taking off your shorts so that I can have a better look?"
I slipped the shorts down and put them on the pile of clothes. The nurse immediately picked up the clothes and put them on the chair next to the trolley.
"Lie face down on the trolley please" she said.
I climbed up onto the trolley and lay down resting my head on my folded arms. The nurse again, started expertly feeling the bruised area on my back.
"It's just a surface bruise" the nurse eventually declared. "I could massage it if you like. It will increase the circulation and help it heal more quickly" she said.
I had never had a massage before and agreed readily. The nurse took a bottle from the shelf and poured some herbal scented oil into the palm of her hand and smoothed it into both palms before smoothly covering the affected area with warm oil. The feeling was painful at first but that sensation quickly wore off to be replaced by a delicious relaxing feeling. After a few minutes I was almost in dreamland when I felt the nurse start to gently knead my buttocks and let the tips of her fingernails gently scrape the inside of my thighs.
I looked round to see the nurse tending to my milky white backside contrasted against my nut brown skin. The nurse smiled up at me "This is to improve your lymph drainage" she informed me. It was doing more than that. I could feel my cock starting to stiffen beneath my body. I noticed that the nurse had pulled down the zipper a bit more on her uniform and the view of her ample cleavage was not helping any. As long as I did not have to stand up, I would be alright. Suddenly the nurse stopped her ministrations and asked me to sit up.
Oh no, I thought. "Can I not lie here for a while?" I asked.
"No" the nurse answered, "I need to look at your front".
Well I am sure nurses have seen this sort of thing before and my wife has certainly seen me with a hard-on before, I thought. I sat up and swung my legs round so that they were draped over the edge of the trolley. I seen Susan giggle behind her hand. I looked down and noticed my cock was standing out at a right angle from my body, my foreskin rolled back tightly exposing a throbbing purple head. The nurse glanced down, "Oh don't worry about that, it's a normal reaction" she smiled staring at my cock.
"Well, I was wondering if you would like to take a look at my husband's penis, nurse?" Susan said.
"What's wrong with it?" I heard myself saying.
"Oh, nothing at all, I think that you have a beautiful penis" the nurse said. "It is just that I was telling your wife that we are taking part in a survey being conducted by the government in this country on the charateristics of male sexual organs. I asked if she thought you would mind taking part. You don't mind do you?"
"Go on, it will be fun" said Susan smiling.
"It doesn't hurt does it?" I asked.
"No" laughed the nurse picking up a clipboard "not at all."
"Oh, alright then" I answered.
