Let me start off by saying I’m not attractive, this doesn’t happen to guys like me. I’m six and a half feet y’all leaning more towards fat than dad bod. I’m a nurse and have been for the past 8 years. I’m 30 years old. In that time I’ve had my fair share of flirty patients. But, this woman takes the cake.
I came into work Saturday night expecting my usual sequence of vomiting patients, diarrhea covered rooms, and repeated requests for medications. What I found was an empty facility except for one patient and one tech. Junie (fake name obviously) is 10 years my senior and a stunning woman. She just turned forty a few days before coming in. She presented with alcohol and benzodiazepine dependence. I’d be surprised if she is taller than 5’2” and more than 100lbs. She has an ample chest, sharp features, and brilliantly natural blonde hair. She’s a runner so her legs and ass are tight and toned. It would be impossible to call her anything besides beautiful. But, today I call her patient.
She has the shakes, sweats, and is feeling anxious beyond anxious. I medicate her, get the doctor to change her orders, and we stay up watching a movie until her meds kick in. I tell her to please let me know if she needs something. Then she goes to her room and drifts off to sleep. I told her earlier in the evening that I would be coming in at 0100 and 0500 to check her vitals and do a withdrawal assessment, as well as give her some medication. She has a clock on her nightstand by the bed and we program the alarm for the designated time. That way she’ll be awake before I come in, meaning I won’t frighten her.
In addition to the 0100 and 0500 assessment we lay eyes on the patient at least every hour. She knows this as well.
So, I come in do my assessment. Let her drift off back to sleep. My tech decides that since the facility is basically empty he’s going to go downstairs and take a nap. I give him the okay saying I’ll take his checks for him and he can get me back some other time. Around 0300 something caught my attention. It sounds like the patient was asking for me so I started to walk towards her room.
THIS IS WHERE IT GETS NSFW
That moment has been rolling around in my mind, etched in my memory for the last couple weeks.
My patient had stripped the blanket off of her, the sweats and T-shirt we provided were thrown on the floor. And, under a bleached white sheet she lay completely naked. I stood transfixed. Knowing I should say something but too busy admiring the curves of her body. Too busy drinking in the outline of her nipples through the sheet. And, too busy during all of this to notice she had now turned her attention to me.
Her piercing blue eyes looked fierce, and for a moment I thought I saw anger in them. Then, movement under the sheets. Between the bridge of her hips I saw her hand slowly circling. I realized what her eyes were trying to convey in that moment. Lust. Connection. Desire. Junie let out a soft moan, her breath quickened and her fist clenched on the sheet. She called out to me, “tool, I need something.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hat8mg/my_first_encounter_with_a_patient