Sometime after 7:00, in walked a familiar face from late last night. "So, how are we feeling today?" Kim asked.
"Just fine." I said. "I'm ready for just about anything.'
"Anything?" she giggled . . .
Looking across the room, she said to my wife, "Looks like you'll have to put up with him when you get him home tomorrow"
They both laughed knowing I would most likely be discharged in the morning.
"How much of a problem was he last night?" my wife queried.
"Actually, he was no problem at all. He was a good boy," she smiled.
Moving to the side of the bed, she held my wrist and checked my pulse--my temperature and finally my blood pressure.
This time she used only a quick touch here and there with the stethoscope. A few deep breaths and she was done.
"Okay, everything looks good. If you need anything, just hit your button. I'll check on you later." Off, she was gone.
Wow, that was short and sweet, I thought to myself. At least the stethoscope didn't trigger the type of reaction it did last night.
It had been another long day for my wife so it took little to convince her that she should go home and get some sleep.
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Opening the door to my room, Kim peaked in and saw me typing away on my laptop.
"Hey, honey! I hear you get walking papers tomorrow," she said, walking in to the side of my bed.
"Yeah, but I am thinking about putting you in my hospital courtesy bag and taking you home with me." I joked.
"Uh, huh! I bet. You are such a tease once your wife leaves. I'm beginning to think you are a dirty old man."
"Busted," I grinned.
"Besides, just what would you do with me if you took me home?"
"Good question" I said, "I'd have to give that some thought."
"While you're giving it some thought, let's check your vitals . . . you know the drill. Lean back, so I can listen to your ticker."
As she was putting her stethoscope into her ears my mind jolted into high gear as I started thinking about the previous evening.
"My favorite part! Be gentle with this old body of mine, you never know what might come up," I said, winking at her.
She laughed. Leaning down over me, she lifted my tee shirt to listen to my heart with her stethoscope. She seemed to be looking me over with more interest than before. I was loving the assessment.
I am glad I've been able to stay in decent shape. I still wear the same size slacks as I did when I was 21. Although I have a slight middle aged spread, it's not all that bad.
She was definitely taking her time being much slower about it than when the wife was here.
With her gloveless hand, she started checking for any swellings or lumps, so she said . . . but I think she was using that excuse to run her hands over my body. She sensed just how much I was beginning to enjoy it.
As Kim ran her hands over my chest, I could see her eyeing the bulge under the covers.
Gently she ran her fingertips across my left nipple. I have sensitive nipples, I guess some guys do. It's like they're wired to my penis because every time she brushed across the tip, my dick would twitch under the covers.
Taking my nipple between her fingers she looked deeply into my eyes and gave it a firm pinch and slight twist. I was thinking I could shoot my load right then and there.
"You shouldn't start things you can't finish" I told her as I nodded to the tent in the bed linens. "You can take a look if you'd like," I taunted
"Maybe later hun. I really shouldn't though. I might not be able to control myself."
Then leaning close she whispered softly,
"I couldn't even come close to your room last night after I saw your little tent.
When I left your room, my panties were drenched. There is something about you that turns me on. I just get hot all over."
Blushing and looking down she continued, "I don't know what it is, but after I leave your room, I want to go to the bathroom and rub my throbbing clit, until I cum. In fact, when I got off work, I went home and finger frigged myself to a crushing orgasm . . . thinking about you."
With that she breathed her hot breath into my ear, stood up, winked at me and turned to leave.
"I need to do a more thorough assessment, but I have some other folks to look at right now. I will be back. Holler at me, if you need me," she told me, in a husky voice.
My dick was so hard it hurt. Kim had managed to get me quite hot and bothered.
I think she knew exactly what she was doing. But why? I was so much older than her. Did she have a thing for older guys, I could only hope.
I laid there in my bed pondering what it was that I was about to do. I was consumed with this young vixen who seemed to be infatuated with me the "mature" guy.
What would I do if she turned me down? My raging hard on convinced me to throw caution to the wind.
About 1:30 am, I pressed the call button.
I imagined that Kim was sitting at the desk with another RN, reading a journal and told her she would be back soon. That then the other nurse told Kim to take her time, as nothing was going on.
She had to know that last night, during the slow time, Kim spent better than an hour with me talking, because I couldn't sleep.
Upon hearing Kim at the door, I told her to come in. She came in and said, "Hey, Hon! What ya need?"
"I'm in the bathroom. Could you come in here for a minute, Doll Face?"
She opened the door to the bathroom and peeked in. I was sitting on the toilet, fully dressed, grinning at her look of curiosity.
"I need some help getting all this tape off me. You busy?" I asked.
She took a deep breath and donned a huge smile as her fair skin once more began to blush.
"Sure! Be right back," she told me.
Kim called out to her partner and told her that she would be assisting "her favorite" patient with a bath.
She was silent for a moment, then started giggling most likely because of the encouragement coming from down the hall.
I was sure that Kim would give her all the saucy details when she returned to the desk. I wanted to give her something really good to talk about.
I heard a click as she locked the door to my room.
I was taking off all my clothes except for my boxers which were barely keeping my growing erection from poking out through the fly.
When she returned to the bathroom, I noticed that the zipper on the front of Kim's nurse's dress had been lowered just enough to expose the top cleavage of her breasts. What an amazing sight that was.
She came back to the bathroom with a wash rag and some towels. Then she stepped into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. Fog filled the bathroom making it humid and steamy.
I caught her taking a quick look at my crotch as she pretended not to notice my aroused state. As she was preparing to bathe me, I was calculating what I really wanted her to do.
She bent over me, 'accidentally' pressing her breasts into my face. At that close proximity, I could see and feel her pebble hard nipples.
I inhaled her fragrance, a rather alluring perfume that I hadn't noticed before. It was most likely because I hadn't been this close to her before.
My mind began to spin as I continued to breathe in all of her beauty; her smell, her soft cameo colored skin, her alluring smile, her perfect breasts which were now heaving right in front of my face. Our eyes met and I was lost.
Lathering up the washrag, she rubbed it up and down my back. She worked the muscles in my back, slow and steady. It was like electricity jumping across the surface of my skin. Oh how I enjoyed the delicate touch of this sweet, young beauty.
My lips were close to her nipples, I was breathing erratically, my breathe bathing across her breast. She had to feel it.
I could tell she too was labored in her breathing. I was thinking, now what? It was time to test the waters.
"Time to rinse your back," She told me.
I could see droplets of perspiration gathering on her chest as she rinsed and dried my back.
"Wow! It's warm in here," she remarked.
"It's just you and me, Doll Face. I won't tell, if you slip that dress off. It would be a shame if it was to get wet and wrinkled," I told her hoping she would want to.
Looking down at me to see if I was joking, I looked deeply into her precious blue eyes. She knew . . . She knew that there'd be no turning back if she did.
Looking down at the raging erection I was sporting, she slowly, teasingly unzipped her dress and slipped it off her curvy body.
To Be Continued (Part 3)
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