1. Night Nurse


    Date: 11/30/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: pentup47, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    embarrassed, she nodded. "Can I have them? You know, to keep under my pillow - so I can smell you at night?" "We'll see." * * * * * The following morning after breakfast, two male orderlies arrived with a wheelchair, which they parked alongside Michael's bed. Nurse McIntyre announced that as it was a fine day, the Ward Sister had instructed that the patient was to be wheeled down to the hospital's solarium for the morning. "I'll pop down later to see how you're getting on," she assured him, giving his hand a knowing squeeze. Michael sat reading through the hospital's accumulated collection of dog-eared periodicals, before dropping off to sleep in the sunshine. He was awoken by a soft touch on the nape of his neck. Without turning around, he reached up to grasp Rachel's hand. "I've brought you a present." She popped a small clinical pouch under the blanket which covered his legs. "I thought you might find a use for them tonight!" she whispered in his ear. "They're still moist!" He gave a broad smile. "You're an angel!" Two patients were wheeled away, leaving no-one within earshot. She pulled up a chair and sat in front of him, smiling. "Rachael, I've been working on a cunning plan!" "Which is? Another blanket bath?" "Better!" "What?" "When are you next on nights?" "Next week. Why?" "Well, if we left it until, say 2.00a.m., when my fellow patients are all sound asleep (unless, of course, bloody Wayne's watching a late kick-off game!), we could... well..." "We could what?" ...
    "What d'you think?" "You mean... do it?" "Yeah, why not? I'll have my legs over the edge of the bed - like when Mr Patel came round yesterday - you come into the ward wearing no knickers. Then you pull the curtains across as if I've asked for a bed pan..." "Then what?" He took her hand and whispered, "Then, babe, you slowly lower your sweet wet pussy down onto my shaft while sitting on my lap!" "You're mad!" "I know." He took both her hands in his. "Mad about you, Rachel!" "It wouldn't work." "Why not?" "Because we couldn't possibly..." she hesitated before using the word, "... fuck in silence. I certainly couldn't. I'm told I sometimes make a terrible noise!" "By whom?" She got flustered. "Oh, an ex-." "When?" "Ages ago." "So when was the last time you did it?" "Christmas Eve." "Blimey, that was four months ago!" "Tell me about it, sweetie! And that was a three-minute, up-against-the-wall shag with a total stranger who'd picked me up at a nurses' night out in a local wine bar!" "And did you enjoy it?" "From what I recall (I was pretty drunk) it was rubbish. What's more he came all over my best party frock!" "Well this is going to be different, I promise you that." "Yeah, different all right! We'll get discovered and reported, and I'll get thrown out of the nursing profession!" "No way! Scargill and Robson sleep like babes and if you slipped a mild sedative into young Wayne's cocoa, you could scream the roof down. Anyway, it's always been one of my un-fulfilled ambitions." "What ...
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