[MF] I should really learn the name of my nurse

Background:

I see my GP every couple months to consult and get bloodwork. I’m pretty healthy, but I’m prone to accidents and I think he worries about me.

Anyway – the same nurse always takes my blood and she gets kind of flirty. When I first met her a couple years back she asked me which vein I preferred to have drawn from and I said something about how nurses tend to like my left arm. She looked at it and gave me a sexy growl. She’s not always that flirty, but I give her a knowing grin when I see her.

Since COVID came ’round I’m no longer taken to the lab for my blood to be drawn where there are other people around. With the door closed I’ve felt a little more liberty to get my heart pumping around her, and I’ve taken to laying down on the exam table when she walks in. She doesn’t say much, but I’ve caught her checking out my boner – the boner I always get when I’m waiting for her.

About her: She’s older than me by at least 10 years I would say, so 45-50 range probably. It’s that perfect age range where I know if a woman’s interested in me she’s not going to have a problem with indecision. Her accent and skintone and black hair makes me think she’s Persian, but I don’t want to ask her too many personal questions. I’ve certainly never asked her about the ring on her left hand, and I’ve never remarked on how tight her body still looks under scrubs.

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Yesterday I go in to get a chest monitor put on (related to a recent accident, not a big deal) and I’m excited, because I know who’s gonna be touching my body. I wore loose fitting pants and a button-up shirt . I briefly considered wearing athletic shorts, but even in a pandemic I have dignity.

She enters the room without knocking and tells me to unbutton my shirt while she looks over the instructions of where to place which pads. I’ve never argued with a stern woman, and wasn’t about to slow roll this one, so I stand up, leaning against the table and start unbuttoning my shit, and while I’m at like the third button she’s right up against me, still reading the diagram, but pressing firmly on my chest where the pads are going to go. Her right leg is against my very hard dick and she’s leaning into me and she’s just looking at the diagram, matching the colours on the pads to locations on my chest. When she places the last pad on the hairiest part of my chest she says “you’re going to hate me when I pull these off tomorrow.” I tell her I don’t think I will.

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Today I go back in and she brings me in from the waiting room almost immediately after I get there and closes the door. She’s looking at something related to the device, but as soon as the door clicks shut, she pushes me so I’m leaning against the table and pulls off her top.

I’m sure I’m leaking at this point. I know my dick is still growing, but there’s no way precum isn’t quietly dampening my boxers.

I lost track of her top the moment I saw her bra. It was lacy and purple and I assume worn with this purpose in mind. I make some comment about how I thought it was gonna take more work or something to get her top off and she just put a finger over my mouth to shut me up. (The walls in this office are very thin.)

Before I can even bite or suck her finger, she’s dropped to her knees and feeling my cock through my pants. I guess she liked what she felt, because nodded a little and unbuttoned me to slide my pants and boxers down to my ankles. My cock bounced up and tapped her on the forehead. She more or less motionlessly watched it until it stopped wobbling and just twitched from excitement.

It was seamless. She pulled her mask off her right ear and let it hang from the left and gobbled up my cock. She gripped me with both hands behind my thighs and swallowed half of it with an amazing fluid motion. No words, no eye contact, just pure hunger.

She was so silent as she bobbed her head over my cock. She even pulled up for a second to swirl her tongue over my head and didn’t smack her lips once. I uttered something softly like “oh, my god,” or “that’s really fucking good” or something and she retracted her tongue and shook her head. Probably the only time she made eye contact with me was to silently tell me to shut the fuck up.

I assume time was on her mind after that, because she grabbed my right hand with her left and put it on the back of her head. I grabbed her hand before she could take it away and fiddled with her ring a bit before pushing her head deeper onto my cock than it had gone before. She gave kind of a stuttered exhale, but gave me a closed-eyed nod that I was good to fuck her throat.

She gripped my ass hard and helped pull her head further onto my cock. Her head was so buried down my shaft that I could only give short thrusts into her throat. I knew I was close, but when she surprised me with a finger up my ass (good time to mention she had gloves on) I gasped and started shooting down her throat. She kept her eyes closed and drank up every bit of my cum. I don’t know if any of it even touched her tongue before she gripped my cock for the first time and slowly drew her fist forward as she sucked me clean like she wanted to make sure she got everything out of a milkshake.

Then like nothing happened, she picked up her top and slipped it over her head and told me to take off my shirt as she was securing her mask over her right ear again. My pants are still at my ankles, and here I am taking off my shirt.

The pads didn’t hurt coming off, but standing there practically naked as she went back to being nurse was pretty wild. After she removed the pads she said something like “okay, get dressed and we’ll call you when the results come in.” I’d rather she told me in person, but I’m pretty unclear if this will happen again.

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I reposted this because I had a typo in the original title.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iczx27/mf_i_should_really_learn_the_name_of_my_nurse