This is an entry into the 2018 Annual Summer Lovin' Story Contest. If you like it, please vote.
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Jacqui and Pam had been friends now for almost three years, since shortly after Pam started working at the urologist's office. Both were well liked RNs, by the doctor, staff and patients. Fun, always professional and never without a smile is the best way to describe their personalities. While Jacqui is a petite African American woman, Pam is her opposite with her long flowing blonde hair and well-endowed breasts.
Friday evenings after a long week at work usually found the two women at Murphy's, a popular hangout for the young twenty something crowd. The summer heat in the desert Southwest dictated light, minimal attire. Jacqui had no problem going braless, her pert small breasts easily lost in a loose tank top. The same, however, could not be said of Pam, whose large firm breasts were generally the main attraction of the young men and some of the young women at the bar.
"I guess I should get used to all the ogling," Pam said to her friend. "Just like I am used to all those older men's' penises." At the urology office, their days were filled with handling men's penises, inserting catheters and prepping them for procedures.
"Yea, but every once in a while, a really nice older man's cock is arousing," Jacqui responded.
"Well, do tell. Did we see something we liked today?" Pam chided.
"Actually, yes. Jim Harris. He came in today for his first of six treatments," Jacqui explained. "What caught my attention first is that he shaves himself down there," she continued. "He isn't big. But, I imagined how tasty he would be in my mouth."
"Oh god girl. You told me you hated giving blow jobs," Pam retorted.
"I told you that when those two basketball players picked us up and that jerk tried to shove his big, black cock in my face," Jacqui responded to her friend. "Besides he was so hairy, it was disgusting."
"I didn't mind taking care of both of them," Pam laughed, remembering that night when the two jocks were impetuously trying to get the rocks off with the two friends.
"So, how old is this Jim Harris?" Pam asked.
"Sixty-one, according to his chart," Jacqui responded matter-of-factly.
"Girl, you are twenty six. He's old enough to be your grandfather."
"I know. But, he is so calm and confident. And speaking with him, he is very intelligent," Jacqui went on. "All the things I find sexy in a man. And, clean. I like clean."
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Earlier that Friday, Jim Harris showed up for the first of his bladder treatments. He wasn't thinking of much except how important it was for him to beat the cancer and maintain his active life. Jim lived alone, in the house he shared with his wife for thirty years before her tragic death in a car accident. He kept active with many friends and colleagues from work who shared his love of the outdoors. Swimming was another passion. Jim had a lap pool installed a couple of years alongside the regular pool.
"Mr. Harris," called out a very pretty, petite African-American woman. Jim stood up and approached the woman. "Hi. My name is Jacqui and I will be your nurse for the treatment," she informed him.
Jacqui directed Jim to a rest room where she handed him a plastic cup for a urine sample. "When you are done come to Room Two, " she said pointing out the room down the hall.
"Have a seat," Jacqui gestured as Jim entered the examination room. "Your urine is going to be tested for any signs of infection and for the doctor's approval," she told him. "In the meantime, let's go over a few things in your chart."
"Are you single?"
"Yes, widower. My wife passed a couple of years ago," Jim answered calmly.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Jacqui said sympathetically.
"Do you have any problems urinating?"
"No, not really."
"Are you sexually active?" Jacqui asked, though she didn't need to. Jim was here for bladder treatment, not prostrate problems.
Jim smiled coyly and answered, "Not as much as I would like to be. It's been a while."
"Well, I'm sure a handsome man like yourself will have no trouble finding someone," Jacqui responded with a devilish grin.
"Since this is your first treatment you will need to stay for two hours," Jacqui began to inform Jim of the procedure. "After I instill the medicine, you will need to rotate lying down, fifteen minutes on each side."
"Doctor says it's OK, " a busty blonde said, opening the door quickly.
"Thanks Pam," Jacqui said.
"Mr. Harris. I will need to scrub and get a gown while you get ready. Just strip down your lower half and have a seat," she said pointing to the examination table. "Here's a towel to cover yourself. I'll be back in a minute."
Jacqui came back into the exam room prepared to administer the treatment. "You don't seem nervous," she remarked. "This will go nice and easy."
Jacqui pulled out the table so Jim could lie down. She uncovered him and was pleasantly surprised that his public hair was completely shaved. "You're making this easy for me," Jacqui said complimenting Jim's bald pubic area. "I am going to clean the area so this might feel a little cold," she warned as she wiped Jim's penis and surrounding area with an antiseptic cloth.
"It feels refreshing on such a hot day," Jim responded.
"This might sting a little at first," Jacqui alerted. "Take a deep breath. Wiggle your toes. Exhale slowly." She instructed as she quickly and deftly inserted the catheter. Jim took it very easily, not displaying any discomfort.
"You are very stoic, Mr. Harris," Jacqui remarked.
