The weekend has just begun, and I learned from the nursing station that Shawna was off until Monday morning. I decided that this was a perfect opportunity to teach her a little more about her newly discovered side. (You may want to read the first two parts of this story to learn about this pretty nurse and her adventures)
It was just after two o'clock in the afternoon when I got home from the hospital. The doctor told me everything seemed to be in order, so I went up to the bedroom, stripped off and got into a tee and shorts to go for a workout downstairs.
Grabbing my phone, I admired the picture I had taken of Shawna. She stood there in all her glory with hands by her sides and her tiny 32B tits on display along with the rest of her gorgeous, naked body. Everything was in proportion and I instantly got hard as I recalled how sweet her finely trimmed, little blonde pussy tasted.
I wrestled my hand away from my cock because I was enjoying the picture a little too much, quickly composed a short text and sent it.
Shawna chere, are you there?
I had just made it down the to the home gym in the basement when my phone chirped,
Yes sir, but I have to call my boyfriend back.
"Oh no babygirl, we can't have him interfering with my plans
," I thought and started inputting an important message.
Yes, call him back and tell him you have plans for the weekend, chere. I hurriedly sent and hoped I wouldn't need to guide her through exactly what she should or would say to him.
Deciding I best concentrate on putting everything in place before I began my work-out, I wandered outside to the patio, lit up a smoke, and relaxed in the sun while I waited.
I knew Shawna would be struggling with my instructions and trying to decide if she was going to blow off her boyfriend or not. Deciding to simply wait patiently for her decision, I just relaxed, hummed a little tune from a play I had acted in with a semi-pro theatre group - "Music of the Night" from Phantom. By the time I got to the third verse, my phone chirped.
I called him and told him, sir. Boy, is he angry. He wanted us to go camping.
I sensed her hoping I would text her back and let her off the hook, but my cock was not going to allow such magnamity.
"Mission accomplished,"
I thought and then smiled because it was time to reward Shawna and ease her into all I had planned. I sent her a text with my address and followed it up with some instructions.
You will pack whatever clothes and other items you need for the weekend in a small overnight bag. For tonight, I want you to dress for dinner. I shall be cooking us a meal and I expect you here by 7 o'clock.
I smiled when I got her sweet little, Yes sir, in reply. I went inside, set an alarm on my phone, tossed it on a table, and began my workout.
Forty-five minutes later I was done. I took a shower, dressed, and went down to the kitchen to decide what to make for my pretty nurse. Checking the time available, I decided that finger foods would be the best for the meal and buckled down to prepare a platter of various Sushi along with some teriyaki chicken in case she was allergic to seafood. When it was all done, I stored most of the food in the fridge, and the hot food in the top oven to keep it warm while I went downstairs to get a bottle of Sake.
Having lost track of time; just as my foot hit the main floor, the doorbell rang. Still holding the Sake, I opened the door. You could have knocked me over with a feather. Shawna had taken my instruction to dress for dinner to heart.
She was wearing a simple blue mini dress that appeared to be almost spray-painted to her body, and somehow the neckline made her tiny breasts appear larger than they were. Her hair and makeup was immaculate. Saying she was gorgeous was akin to saying the sinking of the Titanic was a minor maritime mishap. No wonder her boyfriend was so angry and jealous.
The one thing that I pride myself on is having a poker face, but even I struggled to maintain my composure as I said,
"Welcome to my home, kitten. Please do come in."
I closed the door, and grabbed the small bag she was carrying, dropping it to the floor. She wouldn't really need that for awhile.
Her high heels clicked softly on the granite, and her eyes got large as she looked around.
"Thank you sir, this is an amazing place you have."
I smiled and decided to keep her a little off balance before the weekend began.
"Thank you chere, and you look beautiful tonight, but are you wearing panties under that pretty dress?"
She looked shocked and swallowed before stammering, "Er, yes sir. Was I not supposed to?"
Still smiling I responded, "It's fine, kitten because I did not give you instructions otherwise. But this is a panty-free house, so remove them and give them to me."
She giggled as she pulled her dress up, slipped her panties down and off, and blushed as she handed me a very pretty bikini-cut pair of silk, blue panties. As I put them in my pocket she looked hurt and then said,
"That's it? Sir, don't I deserve something for that?"
Now it was my turn to look surprised, and I asked, "I'm sorry, Shawna chere, like what?"
"Well, the last time you kissed me," she said with a little pout.
It was all I could do to avoid laughing, and I bit my bottom lip to keep a straight face as I responded.
