This is a little story based on a recent hospital visit, mostly fantasy but based on some facts. It is only short but I've been unwell recently and can't do anything for too long.
After feeling unwell for a while I ended up in hospital and had to have an operation which would be followed up by more treatment. The operation went well according to the consultant but I was going to need a few days to get over it and so he could keep an eye on me before I was allowed home. After the operation I was taken to a general ward and fortunately given a room to myself.
After a few days I was still quite weak but slowly picking up.
The worst part of the whole thing was that I was confined to bed, which meant that I had to use a dreaded bed pan once I was a bit stronger. This was hopefully only going to be for a couple of days until the nurses could get me on my feet and to the toilet. However one evening I needed to pee and a Pilipino nurse brought me in the cardboard pan for me to pee in and she told me to ring the buzzer when I had finished. I thus pressed the buzzer by my bed once I had emptied my bladder. For about 20 minutes no-one came, then my door opened and a young male nurse trainee came in,
"I've come for your bed pan," he said quietly almost embarrassingly.
I felt sorry for him as he came over to take it from the side of the bed. As he picked it up, I felt a little tingle in my groin, (the first time for a couple of weeks). As he walked out I couldn't help thinking about this young man holding a pot full of my pee and wishing that he had been here to watch me do it.
That night even though I didn't feel 100% I couldn't stop thinking about the young nurse and I woke up in the night and couldn't resist easing my fingers into my panties to have a little play.
The next day I hoped I would see him again and in the afternoon I saw him come onto the ward through the glass door in my room. He is only about 20 years old with short blonde hair and very slim and for a middle aged woman with a thing for young men, he was just the sort of pick me up I needed. Unfortunately the only time he came into my room in the afternoon was when he came in with a female nurse to check my blood pressure, pulse etc. However when I called for the bed pan that evening, he walked in with it.
"Will you be back in a minute or two?" I asked.
He smiled again "Yes I'll come & fetch it in a while."
I finished my pee and lifted the pan out and laid it on the side of my bed, I then adjusted myself ready for his return. To do this I unfastened my dressing gown and pulled one arm out of my nightdress so that my left breast was exposed. I then lay down closed my eyes and waited.
After about ten minutes I heard my door open and through a narrow slit with my eyes nearly closed I could see it was him. He walked to the bed and picked up the pan and looked at me. He wavered for a moment, staring at my exposed body and then turned and walked out of the room.
The thought of his eyes on my tit made me feel really horny. As a nurse I knew that he probably got to see naked women regularly and some much younger and better looking than me, but the fact that he did look was enough for me to continue my fantasy in bed that night.
Two days later I was able to move about with some help and my husband was able to help me to the toilet when he was in and nurses or auxiliaries when he wasn't.
