The middle of the 11 to 7 shift was usually quiet in Lincoln Hospital. As a very expensive private hospital, the rules were strict. No colorful smocks or pant suits for the nurses. The Administrator insisted on the traditional white uniforms, stockings, and caps. Decorum was the order of the day, and insisted upon by the hospitals wealthy and often famous patients.
Only the dim lights and softly beeping monitors were signs that there were patients on the Sixth Floor. It was a slow night, with only one-third of the rooms in the Orthopedics service being occupied. With the charts finished, and all the patients quiet, the head nurse took a break and left the two students in charge.
"Did you check out that hunk in 637?" asked Marnie. "I think he's a college football player. It looks like he injured his foot, and they are operating on it tomorrow. He's luck to have a double room with no roommate."
"Yeah, he's a big guy, for sure," answered Joann.
"You've got that right. But have you checked on him lately?"
"Why should I? I'm sure he's OK. The monitors are all normal"
"Trust me, it's worth a walk down the hall."
Joann reluctantly walked down to 637 and quietly entered the room. In the dim night-light she could see that the patient had let his gown slide up his thighs. Peeking out was the biggest cock she had ever seen.
"Oh, my God," she said to herself, "That must be what Marnie was talking about."
Marnie was waiting for her return with a smirk on her face.
"Isn't that awesome? I wonder what it would look like if he had a hard on?"
"You'll never know," replied Joann. "But it would be sight to see. It's as thick as my wrist, and must be ten inches long to peek out of his gown the way it does."
"I have an idea, but you can't tell anyone. Promise?"
"Scouts honor, but what are you talking about?"
"Come with me, and keep very quiet."
Marnie entered the room and leaned over the bed, with her mouth just inches away from the head of his cock.
"Watch this," she whispered.