1. Paddy Gets A Wake Up Visit Part Three


    Date: 8/2/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: WobieTide, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    Attending to the medical needs of the residents of the retirement home I lived in at the time was a resident nurse, who made two rounds of the apartments each day, one at about ten in the morning and the other around seven in the afternoon. She was a rather surly lady in her mid forties given to bouts of complaining about how she had been unfairly overlooked for promotion in the mainstream health care profession for years. She blamed this flagrant oversight of her obvious talents by the-powers-that-be for her gradual professional decline to the incongruous position of 'resident nurse' in an old folk's home. A position she clearly thought beneath her while choosing to ignore the fact that, rather than occupying a derisory post in a run down, under funded, state owned old folks home, what she actually held was a well paid job in a private retirement home funded entirely by the residents and their families, with adequate funds and backup provided, to enable her to provide the necessary care to her patients. She clearly felt she should have been matron at The Coombe or some other similarly prestigious hospital in the country and always wore her white nurses coat pompously adorned with an impressive assortment of medical insignia of dubious significance and even more dubious origin on the lapels and shoulders with the requisite stethoscope draped around her neck. As well as making her twice daily rounds, she was on call in case of emergencies, and each resident of the home had a ...
    panic button to press if they needed her to be summoned to their assistance. Because of her unwelcoming nature, most of the residents used it as an absolute last resort only, or perhaps she assumed her unwelcome persona to achieve precisely this result. Thankfully, other than some minor physical limitations of my age, I suffered no ill health and had never in my three years there, had to use the panic button. I didn't need to see her on a twice daily basis, in fact, I didn't need to see her at all, given my exceptional good health, and tried to tell her so politely on many occasions, but she insisted that it was in her contract with the management firm of the home and written into her terms and conditions of employment. She indicated to me, quite sternly, that she wasn't about to jeopardize her job for my convenience and in so doing, unwittingly indicated to me also, that she obviously valued the position more than she was willing to admit. It was to this nurse's persistent knocking on my door, several hours after I'd fallen asleep, that I awoke with a start and instinctively threw back the covers to sit up in the bed and swing my legs over the side. My rock hard penis stabbed me in the stomach when I did! I hadn't awoken with an erection since my early twenties, before alcohol had started to inhibit my bodily and mental functions, and this 'stabbing' was a total shock to me. The nurse's rapping at the door came again and I quickly pulled the covers back over my rampant penis ...
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