Part one here: [The Beginning](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nm7yhs/mf_turning_a_new_nurse_into_my_own_personal/)
I appreciate all the feedback from the first post. I’m doing my best to convey what occurred between two consenting adults. I understand not everyone shares the same kinks that I do and hey you do you. But both parties involved in these encounters were happy with how things transpired. So, if you don’t like what you’re reading hit the back button and never think of it again.
I’ll start out this story by describing what Kayla looked like. This will be more of a 1.5 post with the final part coming soon.
We have all seen the tightly toned chicks that post on other subs and basically beg for upvotes. I’ve been with girls like that when I was younger but they aren’t really my jam anymore. Ever tried to slap a chick’s ass or grab a tiddy and you can’t because doing so hurts your hand? See where I’m going? Kayla was definitely more my style. She was nice and fluffy. Long dark brown hair. Deep brown eyes I constantly found myself absorbed in. Probably D-cups that fit a hand perfectly with delicious brown nipples, each adorned with a barbell through them. She had a bit of a tummy and that’s exactly what I mean. She had a small amount of belly fat, not a gut. Nice wide hips that looked amazing in scrubs.
As for me I’m 6 ft, beard, long brown hair on top and shaved on the sides. I have light blue eyes and I rock the dad bod. No shame in it and I don’t have any intentions of heading to the gym anytime soon. Plus, nobody gives a fuck about what I look like.
Onwards to what all you pervs are interested in. Kayla and I were constantly on the phone when time allowed. To save money she had moved back in with her mom so going to her place wasn’t ever an option. If I wasn’t at work, I usually didn’t hang around town very long so our only interactions for the first month were that time in the parking lot as previously mentioned and at work.
Our schedules didn’t always align and Kayla would often go out with friends when I was at work. I loved when she would tell me about guys hitting on her at the bar and her shutting them down. Remember she is married but her marriage isn’t how she would shut guys down. While guys would hit on her and she very obviously had a ring on she would tell them she had a boyfriend. One particular night at a bar some guy came onto her with the winning line of “girl you have amazing birthing hips. I’d love to get you pregnant.”
Kayla responded with “Well only my boyfriend is allowed to try so bye.” Maybe that doesn’t do much for you but for me it was fantastic. I had a woman other men desired and she shut them down. She would constantly tell me “I’m all yours daddy.”
Someone asked me about degrading her husband during these times and honestly, I never did. I didn’t need to compare myself to him. In some of her conversations I actually encouraged her to potentially work things out with him. Not that I didn’t want her. I just wanted to keep that ball in her court and have no major influence on her decisions regarding him.
One night about three weeks after the parking lot incident I was at work while she was home. Her work best friend was in my pod. I told Kayla about it and she decided to turn the kink up. I’m sitting there having a friendly conversation with her friend and I get a message from Kayla.
“I wish I was under the desk right now with your cock down my throat.”
I instantly got excited and responded with “That sounds like an amazing time. But since you’re not here and since you decided to tease me and make me hard at work, I get to punish you. Go get something and clamp your nipples.”
“Yes daddy.”
A few minutes later I had a notification. She had found some paper clamps and sent me a pic with her shirt lifted up with the clamps applied to her nipples.
We then commenced too somewhat sexting.
“I can’t wait for you to slam your cock into me. To use my pussy until you’re satisfied and cum is leaking out of me,” is one of my personal favorite texts from that night. Looking back, I loved the fact that her friend was a few feet away from me and was completely unaware of how much of a slut Kayla was.
Kayla and I discussed traveling together. How we would work our shifts together. Every evening she planned to wake me up with a blow job. She couldn’t wait to go to work with a pussy full of cum leaking out of her (her actual words). When we would get back, she would make sure that any frustration I had from the night before would be taken out on her throat and pussy.
Often times after work we would FaceTime. I’d rush home and shower and afterwards she would put on a show for me. Following each instruction without hesitation. I loved making her get on all fours and having her reach back and spread her pussy and ass for me. Then I would let her cum while she begged for me to fuck her.
Once in a serious moment I asked what turned her on the most. I told her I didn’t want her to say what she thought I wanted to hear. I really wanted to know how to turn her on and please her. She thought on it and finally said, “I get off on getting my partner off. Whatever you’re into I’m into. Whatever you want to do to me is what I want you to do to me.”
Everyone reading that is saying “come on man you’re fucking lying.” I could be but I’m not. She genuinely enjoyed whatever I enjoyed. I even questioned her on doing things I’m not interested in. She confessed that while she may not actually enjoy that thing, she would do it if I was into it. Finally, I got a few limits out of her and never tested those boundaries because honestly, they didn’t interest me.
One night we were finally at work together and decided to have a bit of fun. We had been teasing each other and secretly holding hands like we were at church camp. I really enjoyed walking up behind her when no one was around and pinching her nipples. She always let out this little yelp before she relaxed back into my arms and I would kiss her neck before moving on. I’d done that several times throughout the night before we had a brief lull in patient care. We waited a few minutes before we separately made our way to a seldom used stairwell. This isn’t Grey’s Anatomy so no call rooms or storage rooms were used in the making of this medical drama.
We met up on the landing because if anyone opened the door we could quickly separate and act like we were going up or down the stairs. We started making out, tongues exploring each other’s mouths while my hands played with her nipples. At one point I wrapped my hand around her throat and held her up against the wall while kissing her ears and cheeks. She was like putty in my hands. I then slowly slid my other hand down her tummy and under her scrub bottoms. There was a bit of a struggle because none of this was scripted, clothing can be a real bitch to get through and these things take time. Finally, I got inside her panties and the instant my fingers found her clit she let out a satisfied moan. I slid my fingers along her slit to get them wet then returned to her clit and started rubbing. Anybody that has ever tried to finger someone while clothed and standing knows it doesn’t work well. Knowing this I just focused on her clit, alternating between fast hard circles to slow soft circles. I would change tempo depending on her breathing. She started bucking against my hand and I took a break to change positions. I leaned back against the wall and pulled her back to my chest. This way I could rub her clit from behind and play with her nipples. We got going again and she started letting out soft little moans regardless of how hard or soft I went on her clit. She told me she was about to cum so I reached up and put my hand around her throat. I started to squeeze softly while rubbing her clit in large hard circles. Fifteen seconds later and she started shaking against me. I released her neck and pulled her closer for support so she could safely catch her breath and recover. We stayed like that for a few moments before we composed ourselves. I went upstairs to get some food while she ran to the bathroom really quick to freshen up.
That was the only time we did anything like that at work. In my final story I’ll share the time we finally got a room and had all of each other we could handle. I appreciate you taking time to read this and hope you enjoyed part 1.5.
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