Don woke the next day feeling great. He'd lost his virginity the previous night to his pretty next-door neighbor Miss Belle and he had a paid week off of work. The only issue was the need to keep using the inhaler that Dr. Phelps had given him for his gas-scoured lungs, and he took a huff off of it before getting dressed.
As he headed out for breakfast, he saw Miss Belle coming out of her apartment looking bedraggled. He frowned...bedraggled? He'd never used such a word before. Well, she did look like that. "Howdy, Miss Belle." He checked his watch. "Aren't you late for school?"
The pretty blonde locked her door. "Dangit, I am! Hit the snooze button too many times." She looked at Don for a moment before giggling and blushing. "Guess you done tuckered me out last night."
He smiled back at her. "Sorry if I made you late, Miss Belle."
"No problem, Don...Im'a take the stairs today...byee!" Then she was gone, her boobs jiggling in her tight blouse as she descended.
Don took the elevator and headed out to the McDonald's around the corner for breakfast. When he got back, he was so out of breath from the exertion that he had to take another puff from his inhaler. Upon hearing a knock at the door, he opened it to find the pretty nurse from work.
"Nurse Maria...what're you doin' here?" The short Latina, her dark hair highlighted with blonde streaks, was wearing her normal street clothes, a lilac blouse and jeans, instead of her usual scrubs. Don wasn't sure about her age, but she couldn't have been much older than his 22 years. His eyes flashed to her curvy hips and he mentally chastised himself...he was such a horndog lately!
"Hello, Don...may I come in?"
He let her inside and gestured toward the loveseat before sitting in his chair across from her. "Everything okay?" he asked her.
"I should ask you the same, Don. Dr. Chat-- uh, Dr. Barbara, was worried when Dr. Phelps let you go home right after she came to see you. Her orders were to keep you at least overnight."
"I told the doc that I was fine...I really am, honestly," he informed her.
She dug into her purse and pulled out a stethoscope. "Well, I've been asked to check you out, if that's okay."
"Oh...uh, sure."
She got to her feet. "You should lay down...let's head to your bed."
Don blinked at the suggestive instruction, but then realized that there really wasn't anywhere in the living room for him to lay down, as he had no couch. "Sure."
"Take off your shirt."
Don kept glancing at Nurse Maria's diminutive but curvy form as she kept giving him provocative directions. She was normally pretty shapeless in her scrubs at work but her jeans seemed perfectly fitted to accentuate her rounded butt. He could feel his member stirring as he removed his shirt and lay back on his bed.
Maria warmed the end of the stethoscope in her hand and pressed it to his chest, listening. This close, Don could smell her perfume, an odd, spicy mix he couldn't place. The crotch of his jeans was getting tighter.
"Deep breath, hold it...now let it out," she directed him as she closed her eyes and listened. "Again...mm hm...how often have you been using the inhaler?"
"Couple times last night, couple times this morning."
She took the stethoscope out of her ears. "Well, everything seems...oh." She was staring at the substantial bulge between his legs. "Was...was it like that before the accident?"
"Um, err...well, it has been popping up more often..."
She nibbled her lower lip. "Uh, you should take your pants off...just in case it's a side effect of the accident?"
Worried, Don quickly removed his jeans, accidentally pulling his briefs down with them. "Oops!"
She stopped him from pulling his underwear back up. "It's okay...I should get a closer look." She couldn't seem to take her eyes off of it. "Was it always this big?"
"Uh, yeah, when it gets hard."
"Amazing..." She reached forward to wrap her warm hand around his thick 8-incher, making Don moan. After giving it a couple squeezes, she started moving her grip along the shaft, up and down.
