We ran into Liz and Claire as we were arriving the next morning. "Hi, you two."
Liz smiled. "Hiya. How did it go yesterday? What ward did you get?"
"Male surgical," Alice supplied, and Claire chuckled. "Some people have all the luck. We drew gynae, which is... interesting, but -"
"But we'd much rather have a bunch of dishy guys who are maybe feeling a bit lonely, vulnerable, just begging for the company of friendly nurses," Liz finished the sentence for her.
"I hear you," I laughed. "Shall we see what Matron has for us?"
The lectures today moved on to nursing techniques, and I rapidly scribbled notes. "Any questions?" Ms Baines asked in conclusion.
I raised my hand, trying not to feel self-conscious. "What's the specialty you most like?"
She looked mildly surprised. "Actually, Ms Oakes, I spent a large part of my career in post-op, what's now your Ward 97. It can sometimes be a little more dramatic than I think you and Ms Hannigan found it yesterday."
"Wow," whispered Alice. "Has she really been round and checked how we all got on, and she can remember where everyone is?"
"Wouldn't surprise me," I agreed.
The afternoon was easier this time - the patient who'd been rude to Alice had obviously been discharged - and when Tim picked us up, we were talking animatedly about what we'd learned. "Hi, you two," he grinned. "All OK?"
"Mmhm."
"And how was your pet patient?" Tim queried, raising one eyebrow.
"Phil? Oh, he's a sweetie. He's going home tomorrow, so he got us a thank-you card even though we've not really done much for his treatment."
"I think you did a lot for his morale, anyway," chuckled Tim.
We reached the flat, and as I opened the door an appetising aroma floated down the stairs. "Is that...?"
"Yep," Tim grinned. "I didn't think you'd want to wait till Sunday, so I've done a roast, all the trimmings. I just need to steam the veg, put the Yorkshires in, make the gravy. So, twenty minutes?"
"Just time for us to take a shower," I nudged Alice.
"Don't get too wrapped up in one another," teased Tim.
"We'll wait till after dinner," I promised.
Despite our best intentions, Alice and I did get a little distracted as we helped one another wash, and Tim was sliding heaped plates onto the table as we arrived in the kitchen, dripping and giggling breathlessly. "This is new," Tim chuckled. "Two gorgeous young women, naked as the day they were born and soaking wet, and apparently all I can think of is that the gravy will make my Yorkshire puddings soggy."
"Is that some kind of euphemism?" Alice wondered aloud.
"Just eat your greens," I laughed.
The meal lived up to its promise, and Tim brought bowls of chocolate ice cream for dessert. "You're really spoiling us," smiled Alice. "Is there any more of that ice cream?"
"Greedy," he teased. "I gave you two scoops."
I shook my head. "He doesn't get it, Alice."
"Don't worry - I'll find it when we need it."
Tim looked mystified, then shook his head, smiling. "Whatever you two are up to, I'm sure it'll be fun, so - lounge, or...?"
"Bedroom, definitely," I nodded. "Oh, and we'll do the dishes later, it's only fair."
We walked through to the bedroom, and Tim laid back on the bed. "OK here?"
"Mmhm." I joined him, resting my head on his shoulder, my breasts pressed against his chest, and Alice did the same on his other side. I reached across to rest my hand lightly on her bottom, and she turned to smile at me. "Mm, nice."
Despite our teasing, I felt my eyelids beginning to droop, and the last thing I remember was Tim's fingers stroking my hair softly, then a kiss. "Goodnight, sleepyheads..."
It was early morning when I opened my eyes again, and Tim stirred. "You feeling rested?"
"Mmhm. Halfway through the week now, anyway."
My fingers were still resting on Alice's soft skin, and I felt her move. "Mmf. Time to get up already?"
"More or less. Shower with me?"
A hot shower woke us both up, and Tim had bacon sandwiches ready for us. "Got to send the troops into battle well fed," he grinned.
When we got to the ward later that day, Dr Patel was waiting for us. "Ah, Alpha and Bravo. I hear you're on nights next week, so you'll have the pleasure of my company on call should anything happen."
Alice glanced at me. "How does that work with class?"
"No class next week," the doctor nodded. "Everyone's on nights. But you're still expected to do some reading."
"We can catch up on that dictionary," I chuckled. "And Tim will just have to tiptoe around while you're asleep."
I caught Alice's wink, and flashed my eyebrows at her. "That also means we have Monday free until our shift starts, right? Maybe Tim'll take us shopping or something."
"Mmhm."
When we got back to the flat, we explained to Tim about our shifts. "Do you want me to make up the bed in the spare room?" he queried.
I shook my head, grinning. "We'll have had all night to let our imaginations run away with us - it can't be that busy on our ward, right? - while you've been sleeping, so when we come in, we wake you the best way."
"Then we kick you out of bed so we can sleep," Alice added.
Tim chuckled. "Sounds like you've got this all worked out."
We fell into a routine for the rest of the week - lectures, afternoons on the ward, then home and a shower. Tim did pretty much all of the cooking, and if we weren't too exhausted, Alice and I managed to study for an hour or so each evening after dinner. Then Tim would come in and close our books firmly. "Come on - if you promise not to crash out on me first, I know what'll help you two sleep." Alice was always hopeful of a foot rub, and Tim would offer without hesitation, but sometimes I'd take his place massaging Alice's feet with the strawberry-scented oil she preferred, while Tim helped her relax in one of her other favourite ways. Then I'd tease him with still-slippery fingers, and we'd choose how to finish the evening, ending up with the three of us drifting off to sleep in one another's arms.
Finally Saturday morning came, and it was nearly ten by the time Alice and I stirred. "Ready for coffee, you two lazybones?" teased Tim.
I stretched, seeing him unable to tear his eyes from my breasts as always. "Mm, yes please."
We sat in bed with our coffee mugs, and Tim brought us breakfast. "You're really spoiling us," Alice smiled.
"It's only fair," he grinned in return. "I know you two have worked hard this week, but I've not missed out. Now, we have the whole long weekend - what do you want to do first?"
"Can we go out somewhere?" I suggested. "Maybe in the countryside, blow away the cobwebs?"
"Sure," nodded Tim. "I know the ideal place - we can get lunch, too."
We pulled on our clothes - "Shower later," I flashed my eyebrows at Tim - and a few minutes later we were on our way. Our route took us out of town and up onto the moorlands, before Tim pulled off the main road. A little further on, and we stopped in a grassy parking area. "Nobody else here," Tim grinned. "Maybe we'll be on our own for our walk."
A path led from the end of the car park across a field of grassy hummocks, then into woodland. "Jeans and trainers feel good after uniform all week," Alice commented.
We got a little way into the trees, and she stopped. "Wups, actually I need to pee."
I expected her to step further off the path, find a bush or something, but she just grinned at me. "Yell if you see anyone coming."
Tim's eyes were wide as Alice slid her jeans down to her knees, then followed with her panties, and crouched to do what she needed to, her stream splashing on the dead leaves, turning to a trickle, then just a few last drips. "That's better," she nodded, tugging her clothes back into place. "What?" she grinned at Tim's still slightly-dazed expression. "I can tell you like that."
We carried on into the woods, and I breathed in the fresh air deeply. "Mm."
The trees were interspersed with the occasional grassy clearing, and at the next one we reached, I sprawled on the grass, kicking off my shoes and enjoying the coolness on my feet. "Come on, Alice."
She joined me, and Tim leaned against a tree. "Two wood nymphs discovered," he smiled.
I chuckled. "I wonder what wood nymphs get up to when no-one's about."
I reached to wrap my arms around Alice, kissing her softly, and she closed her eyes. "Mm."
"Don't get too absorbed," I heard Tim's amused voice. "We have to circle back quite a way to the car before we can get lunch."
I released Alice reluctantly. "Later..."
As Tim had said, the path curved round slowly, leading us back to where we'd left the car. Alice and I slid into the back seat, and Tim glanced in the mirror as he pulled back onto the road. "Hope one of you brought a hairbrush," he grinned.
The main road carried further on over the moors, and after a few minutes I pointed out of the window. "Is that it?"
"Mmhm."
Tim pulled up outside the pub, and we made our way inside, getting a table. "Carvery here too," Tim indicated.