Words of advice – dietitians are hot. Rotating through different hospitals allow me to come to this conclusion; the dietitians are always the hottest girls in the hospital.
My job entails moving to a new hospital service every 3 – 6 months; this tale arises from my latest rotation at a remote hospital. I’m an overworked, underpaid but loving every moment hospital officer, and Stace, my co-star is a thin, lean and cute blond in her 20’s that caught my eye on day one with her distinctive ass wiggle as she walked.
Nothing was out of the ordinary to begin with, we were professionals working as best we could as a team in a hospital with limited services. I really started to get to know Stace as the festive season approached last year. Stuck in piles of paperwork on the night Christmas Eve, Stace came by initially to bid a Merry Christmas. The topic of being unfortunate enough to be working over the festive season, alongside my lack of any food intake all day, lead to a frown before Stace walked out. I didn’t expect to see her again until the New Year had passed, but lo-and-behold she came back an hour later with take-out for two.
Taking a break I got to know Stace; how she grew up, why she chose her profession and how she helped looked after her family’s farm. Nothing sexual eventuated that night, however since that night my appreciation of Stace increased on a daily basis. I wasn’t solely checking out her ass as she walked down the corridor.
Skip forward to last week where I am approaching the end of my rotation. I decided to hit the gym at 10pm on the Friday – something I normally don’t do but the motivation of using every moment of my membership enticed me. The gym was empty as I had anticipated – at least until Stace walked in 10 – 15 minutes later. Lost in my headphones and my routine I didn’t notice her walk in, not until she approached me. Kitted in black leggings and a loose blue tank over her sports bra and her blond her in a ponytail, her figure was accentuated much more than her professional uniform.
We exchanged pleasantries and got on with our routines. I attempted to get a glimpse of her body at every opportunity. The mirrors must have exposed me though, as Stace came off the cross trainer, she walked over with a devilish grin and remarked “enjoying the view?”.
Caught red handed. Darn.
Before I had a chance to mutter an excuse or apology she simply kept walking towards the weights and said “spot me”. Her wiggling ass was inviting and I was right behind her in no-time.
Stace had good form, but honestly, I was too focused on admiring her body from this view and I would have been no help if she dropped her weights. At the end of her set I caught Stace looking at my package and called her out on it, asking “checking something out?”. Her cheeks immediately went red and she bit her lip with a sly grin.
She stood up and we exchanged looks that were filled with lust. I took the opportunity to step into her personal space; being a head taller she had to arch her neck up to maintain eye contact. Stace’s body tensed up as my hand laid on the small of her back. I broke the silence, asking “do you know a place?”. Her facial expressions were telling; surprised by the directness at first, followed by in inquisitive look and finishing with a massive grin as one came to mind. Stace nodded and insisted we shower first.
Stace came back out with her hair down and in a casual floral dress. I greeted her with an arm around her waist, and as we walked out to the carpark my arms wandered up and down her back and approved of her lack of undergarments. I drove, and she directed us through some windy back roads to a secluded lookout on the edge of town. The tension was building all trip, and as soon as we parked our lips were messily locked together. Her hands wandered to my lap and traced towards my groin, and I responded by shifting my hand from her back to caressing her firm breasts over her dress.
She broke the kiss said follow me, and so I did, through a few questionable paths we arrived on a level patch of land with an amazing view of the town at night. I later found out she knew this place so well as it was a part of her farm, but at that stage in time the blood in my body was focused elsewhere. Sitting down I held Stace in front of me and appreciated the view. My hands wandered as I nibbled on her ears and neck. Moans started escaping as my fingers nestled in place. I wanted more. She wanted more.
“Put your condom on” Stace instructed.
Fuck.
It was still in the car, despite talking about it on the trip her our lust had obviously made us forget. Getting up to retrieve it would have killed the mood, and so we settled on enjoying the view here and finishing up on my hood.
Stace turned around, pulled my pants down and started working her lips over my full mast. The view of her blond hair lit by the moonlight, bobbing up and down with the city skyline behind her is a sight I’ll never forget. I was lost in the moment, enjoying what heaven would be like until Stace turned 180 to position her inviting playbox in front of my face. I needed no instruction and soon she was moaning with her mouth stuffed full.
I really wanted to see Stace’s ass wiggle. I got Stace to shift down my body to essentially a reverse cowgirl. With her dress hiked up I could see her firm ass wiggle as she slid her slit over my shaft. I was so close to entering her heavenly body and it was killing me. Stace increasing her pace sliding back and forth only got me wanting more. Her moans became louder and louder, interjected with “fuck me soon please” to “I need you in me” to inaudible words. Then an animalistic hungry cry for “fuck me now” came out of her otherwise sweet innocent lips.
I couldn’t hold myself back. We didn’t need the car hood.
Also possessed by this raw animalistic hunger I flipped her over onto her back, knelt between her inviting legs and plunged into wet and clenching heaven. Upon my entrance Stace let out an unwomanly grunt followed by a “fuckkkkkk” as her body tensed up in pure climax. I could only manage two thrusts in Stace’s orgasmic body before I just managed to pull out and erupt over her dress all the way up to her neck.
I collapsed next to her, panting in exhaustion. We spent a while in post orgasmic bliss until it became too chilly to be outside. She changed her stained dress to just her tank top. I took her home, it was well past midnight by this point and I offered to meet her in the morning to retrieve her car.
Morning came. Her car was retrieved. Her body was pounded.
We’re meeting for dinner tomorrow night.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5qn5zw/the_dietitian_mf
Definitely need to hear about the follow ups