It wasn't a pretty sight when Leon walked into the room following the woman wearing light green scrubs. The patient had vomited all over the floor and the woman was there to clean it all up. Leon paused at the door, reeling a bit from the initial sight and the stench, but as the woman bent over to wipe a towel on the floor his gaze zoomed in on the way her hips curved outward to her broad ass.
Leon thought of backing out of the door, but as the woman's blouse pulled up as she continued wiping up the floor he could see a bit o f skin just above the elastic of her pants. As she continued to work Leon could see more and more of her until, yes, he could see the top of her thong as her scrub pants pulled down slightly. All Leon could do is follow the line of her thong as it ran down the center of her lower back, down to the soft globes of her ass, disappearing in the dark divide.
He gritted his teeth as his ears began to ring and he cock hardened. Suddenly he was oblivious to everything, the patient, the patient's vomit, even the stink in the room. Moving forward his foot slipped slightly on the wet floor but he was able to catch himself grabbing the bed with one hand and leaning on the attendant's back with the other.
"Oh it's you doctor," she replied, initially startled, "You startled me. Mr. Dickson is not feeling well as you can see."
"Yes," he growled in reply, "just clean up the floor."
As the attendant returned to cleaning the floor with the towel, Leon glanced over at the patient who was shivering and had his eyes closed. "Probably asleep," he told himself as he refocused on the attendant's thong. He imagined grabbing it and pulling it upward, forcing the thin strand further up the crack of her ass and, in the front, up between her pussy lips.
His ears continued ringing, louder now, as he reached out, fingertips hovering above the thong. The attendant reached to grab another towel, backing up against his hand. "Oh, excuse me doctor, I didn't realize you were still there."