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The Nurse Ch. 01

By: Wildflowerpart2



I felt his big hands traveling over my body...over and over, head to toe. I felt like I was swirling in a black cloud. I couldn't see him. I couldn't touch him. Every time I reach out my hands, I only feel air. I feel his lips touch that sensitive spot below my ear. "Baby, I wanna fuck you so bad...." I feel ripples of desire flow over my heated flesh. Yes! Yes! I want that, too. I feel something brush across the small of my back...was it his cock? I turn around quickly. I must have turned to quickly because I am falling now. Falling so fast I feel like the wind is being sucked from my chest. "No...wait. Wait!" 

I sit up in bed. My breath is coming in quick, heated gasps. I realize I am covered in sweat. My mind comes to here and now. I am safe in my bed...alone. I close my eyes and let out a frustrated groan. I roll over in my bed and grab my pillow. Behind my closed eyelids, I try to replay my dream. 

I remember the faceless man who always seems to haunt my dreams. Why? Night after restless night he torments me, touches me, fucks me, whispers to me. Night after night, I wake up only to realize, I am alone.

I groan again. I am 26 years old. I have a great job. I have a great little house in a respectable community. What is wrong with me? 

I roll over onto my back. "I know what's wrong with you...you're a freak." I laughed out loud at me talking to myself. I am not talking about outwardly freaky but sexually freaky. 

I love all things kinky. The wilder the better. So, you would think I would have hundreds of guys lining up outside my door? NOOOOOO. They all run for the hills when they realize how I like to have sex.

I can't help it, though. I feel like I shouldn't have to hide myself from the things I like, the things that bring me pleasure. 

Before I could contemplate any further on my life, I heard the annoying sound of my alarm clock. "FUCK!" I was not ready to get up for the day. I usually wake up and masturbate thinking of my faceless man.

Usually, my faceless man doesn't leave me so sexually frustrated. Usually my faceless man fucks the hell out of me and then recedes into the shadows when I wake up!

I turned the alarm off, and I slowly climbed out of bed. I should be used to this by now. I climb out of bed at 2 a.m. actually wanting to go to work. This morning, I just want to climb back in bed and forget the day.

I walk down the hall towards the bathroom. I don't even bother with turning on the light. I just jump right in the shower. I let out a yell when the ice cold water hits my skin. It sounds like a punishment, and, I guess, in away it is.

I can shower myself in my sleep, and usually, most mornings I do. By the time I am rinsing off the soap, the water gets blissfully warm. I turn my face into the spray. I imagine my faceless man spooning me from behind. His warm arms wrapping around my waist. 

I can feel his hard cock pushing against my back. I imagine him whispering in my ear, "How about a quickie before work?" I feel his magic hands grabbing at my tits, squeezing them and milking them. My nipples hard and throbbing against his palms. 

"God, I need a man!" I shut the water off. I climb out of the shower, and I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I watch myself toweling the water from my skin. I am tall, average weight. I have long black hair and big, blue eyes. 

My favorite part about me is my breasts. I love to squeeze them around a fat cock while I suck on the head of it. I love the way my tits look covered in cum. The white cum looks so yummy against my brown aureoles. My nipples always hard and demanding to be licked off.

I glance at the wall clock. Shit! I am going to be late for work! I run back to my room, and I dress in record time. I run, breathless, out of the house and down the street for the bus. 

I get to the corner just in time to see the bus door close. "No, wait! Wait!" The driver smirks at me, but he at least opens the door to let me on the bus. "Thanks!" The driver eyes me up and down without shame, "Next time, nursey, I'll make ya walk." Then, he snorted at his own joke.

I found a seat in the back of the bus. I hate it when people make nurse jokes at me. Yes, I am a nurse. The hospital I work at still makes us wear the dumb caps and white uniforms. I closed my eyes and laughed at myself. Here I was getting mad at an old, perverted bus driver. 

The bus driver drove to the hospital in record time. I was very thankful for that! I clocked in with only a minute to spare. I raced to the assignment board only to find out I was stuck in the burn unit for the next 3 days! I hate the burn unit. It is so depressing. 

I rode the elevator up to the 3rd floor. I saw the night shift nurse sitting at the nursing station the minute I stepped off the elevator. "Nice of you to show up, Jennifer!", she snarled at me. I put on my brightest smiles, "Well, I at least showed up. All I wanted to do was stay home and...." She cut me off. "I don't care. Just sit down and get report. I have to be back here in 12 hours, and I would like to get some sleep." 

I figured I better shut my mouth because if she didn't show up tonight, I would be stuck working a full 24 hours today. Ginny rattled on and on about what a crazy night it had been. I listened wordlessly while she gave me report.

In room A, there was a 72 year old man who got up at 12:30 a.m. to drink a bottle of liquid bleach. He had burned his lips, face, chest, hands, and of course, burned his insides something terrible. Ginny half joked that he wouldn't be here when she clocked back in tonight. If he did make it, he would not be going back home to live by himself that's for sure.

In room C, there was a little 7 year old Amish girl who burned her self in a vat of hot oil. She had burned her face pretty badly, but she had been here for most of the month and would soon be going home.

In room F, there was a 21 year old guy who was in a car accident last night. He broke his right arm in three places, broke his left arm in 2 places, had burns on his legs and back, and had multiple cuts and bruises over his whole body.

I let out a sigh of relief. It didn't sound like to much to handle. I just prayed the next 12 hours would fly by. Ginny left without so much as a back words glance.

I looked around the small burn unit figuring I better get to work. I went to room C to see how little Becky was doing. I pulled the curtain back, and I felt my heart breaking when I spied the little girl sleeping soundly. She looked like an angel with her blond hair fanned out on the pillow. She turned her head, and I saw the ugly scars on the side of her face. Poor thing. She would be forever disfigured. She was making a fine recovery, though, and Ginny was right, she would probably be moved in the next day or so. She no longer even needed the bandage on her face. She would have to go for some more painful skin grafts, and, if her parents, approved, some plastic surgery. I let out a sad sigh when I realized, being Amish, her parents probably wouldn't go for the surgery.

I went down to room A to check on Mr. Smith. I pulled the curtain back, and I was struck with the horrible smell of bleach and dead skin. I stood by his bedside, and I laid my hand on his shoulder. "Hello, Mr. Smith. My name is Jennifer. I will be taking good care of you today." Mr. Smith didn't respond, and I knew he wouldn't. The doctors had him in a medical induced coma to relieve his pain. I checked his vital signs. I gave him a shot of morphine for his pain. While I was charting, I heard sounds coming from across the hallway.

I put Mr. Smith's chart back down, and I headed down the U-shaped hallway to room F. I pulled the curtain back, and I spied Mr. Adams awake in bed looking very frustrated and uncomfortable.

"Hello, Mr. Adams. My name is Jennifer. I will be the nurse on for today. Is there anything I can do for you?" I was shocked when the warmest brown eyes were flashed my way for an instant. I had never seen actual chocolate brown eyes before, but this guy had them.

"So, the old bitch finally went home did she? GOOD!" I couldn't help but laugh. "If you mean, Ginny, yes she did." I walked over to the side of Mr. Adams' bed. "Can I help you? You look like you are breaking a sweat here."

I couldn't help but laugh when I spied an obvious red tint covering his cheeks. He flopped back in utter disgust. "My name's Jeremy. Call me Jeremy. My dad's name was Mr. Adams."

I felt the need to search all over his face while his eyes were closed. He was very handsome. His skin was very tan. His hair was blond and matted against his head. I had to fight the urge not to run my figures through his hair to smooth it down.

"OK...Jeremy. What's up?" His eyes flew open and he stared at me for a few moments. His chocolate brown eyes staring into my blue ones. He pulled his arms out from under his covers. Both arms were covered in heavy casts from just above his elbows to just above his knuckles.

"I have to take a piss, and I can't with these damn casts on!" Oh! "Well, all you have to do is ask..." I tried to joke, but the words came out strange and not funny at all. 

I noticed the red tint covering his cheeks again. "Well, I was afraid that bitch was going to come in here and try to grope me again." I couldn't help but smile at the thought of Ginny groping anyone. 

"Come on now, Jeremy. You know she is a harmless old woman." Actually, she was neither harmless or old, but I guess when you are a helpless 21 year old guy, she can be quite scary.

Jeremy let out a loud gasp. "Are you kidding me? She tried sticking her figure in my ass...." He trailed off in obvious embarrassment. I grabbed his chart at the foot of the bed, and I quickly scanned it. "She was checking your temperature, Jeremy. We have to get at least one rectal temp. when you first come in here."

His face screwed up in and obvious disgruntlement, "Are you taking HER side?" I couldn't help but smile back at his facial expression. "I am not taking any ones side. Now, do I have permission to help you go to the bathroom, or do you want to pee the bed."

I was rewarded with his cheeks turning red again. I was starting to enjoy teasing him, making him blush. He laid his head back against the pillows and screwed his eyes tightly together. "Go ahead..." I love a man who so willingly gives up!

I slowly pulled the covers back from his body. I realized he had no shirt on. They probably couldn't get one over his casts. I delighted in his naked chest. He was in very good shape. His stomach muscles clearly defined. Being a blond, I could barely make out the fine tuft of hair running down his chest and stomach. I had to will my hand not to reach out and touch him. I wondered if his hair was soft as down or scratchy and course.

I pulled the covers further down, and I had to bite my lower lip when I realized he wasn't wearing anything on his bottom half either. I rolled the covers down to his knees. His legs were burned and covered in thick, white bandages. I swallowed hard when I saw his dick laying across his thigh. He wasn't hard sexually, and his member looked so innocent with the white bandage as a back drop.

So far, Jeremy had managed to squeeze a urinal bottle between his legs, but he was unsuccessful in putting his dick in the bottle. I wrapped my right hand around the head of his member. It was so warm and velvety smooth, I had to fight the urge to just put it in my mouth and suck on it.

I placed the head of his dick in the urinal bottle, "O.K. All systems are a go..." I searched his face. He still had his eyes shut and his face was an emotionless blank. I looked back towards where my hand was covering his dick. Normally, I would wear gloves, but for some reason, I didn't put any on. I wanted to feel him. Normally, I would just pop the guy's dick in the urinal, cover him up and leave...wait for him to tell me he was done. I couldn't with Jeremy. I wanted to hold his dick and watch him while he took a piss. 

"I...I...I can't." He half moaned, half sobbed at me. I should just leave. I should let him have his privacy. A thousand text book procedures are running through my head, lawsuits, and the fact I could lose my job were running through my head as well. 

I ran my left hand up his thigh, and I rested it right above his pubic hair. I knew I was caressing him. I didn't really want to cross that line with him, but I couldn't stop myself. His eyes flew open in surprise. I pushed down on his lower stomach until I felt his bladder. He let out a low moan, and I felt him getting hard in my hand.

He eyes searched mine....questioning, wondering. The color of his chocolate colored eyes soon turned to black with lust. Oh my god! I licked my suddenly dry lips. His eyes followed my tongue.

I continued to massage his bladder and caress his skin. I was delighted to find out the hair on his stomach was as soft as down. His eyes traveled down my body. I felt him shudder and break out in goose pimples. I realized he was looking down the front of my dress. The way I was leaning over him, he could very well see my cleavage. I felt my pussy dampen with need. 

I looked back at my hand that was holding Jeremy. He was fully hard now. I couldn't help but feel myself get deliciously aroused at the sight of him. His dick was truly beautiful. I could barely wrap my fingers around its width. He was so hard I could barely fit it into the bottle.

"Come on, Jeremy. If I hold your dick any longer, you could sue me for sexual harassment." He took it as a joke, but I was being serious. I felt his muscles tighten. He let out another groan. "Oh god. It feels like I'm cumming even though I know it has to be piss."

I saw his fingers digging into the sheets and his back arched slightly. His eyes closed tightly. My eyes were fixed on the head of his dick. He let out a loan moan when the piss finally flew from the head of his dick. 

He was literally panting by the time his bladder was empty. I was shaking with need. I wanted him in the worse way. I swallowed hard. I had to get control of myself. I had to!

I let go of Jeremy's hard dick. I had it bending downwards, so when I let his dick go, it took a flying leap north and slapped his stomach. His eyes flew open. "Sorry..." He shook his head. I noticed his cheeks were pink again. I didn't know if from lust or embarrassment.

I pulled the bottle from between his thighs. I covered him back up trying hard not to look in those eyes of his. "I'll have to change your bandages soon. Do you want some pain meds before I do it?" I barely heard him squeak out, "Y-yes."

I felt like a bitch but I just tore out of the room. I left him laying there hopelessly hard and utterly helpless. I practically ran to the nurse's desk with the bottle of urine in my hand. I laid the bottle on the desk, and I pulled my nurse's key from my pocket.

My hands were shaking so bad I couldn't open the narcotics room. "Come on, damn it." I muttered to myself. Finally, after the 3rd try, I slid the key in the lock, and I tore open the door. 

The moment the door latched behind me, I pulled my dress up over my hips. I tore at my panties like a bitch in heat. My eager fingers slid over my clit. I was so deliciously wet, and I cried out in surprise. 

I closed my eyes as my fingers danced over my pussy. I imagined myself sucking Jeremy deep in my mouth. I wanted to taste his cum. I wanted to hear him call my name as he poured his hot cum in my mouth. I imagined him well, without casts, fucking me on my bed. I was on all fours, Jeremy fucking me from behind. He would grab my hair in his hand and pull, jerking my head up. He would ask me, "Who's my bitch? Who's my cum hungry slut?" I would scream, "I am baby," as I feel his other hand smacking my ass. My orgasm was long and intense. I had to fight hard not to scream out loud. 

My breathing was rapid pants as I leaned against the med room door trying hard to fight for control. I was the nurse on duty. I had patients to see. I prepared Jeremy's pain shot with shaking fingers. "Oh my gosh, Jennifer, pull it together!"

I left the med room, and I picked up the urinal bottle off of the desk. I walked half way down the hall to the restroom. I emptied the bottle into the toilet. I washed my hands in the sink, and I stared at myself in the mirror. I was still shaking with need. I was very upset with myself. I had never lost control like this...never! I don't know what it was about Jeremy. I closed my eyes. I could clearly see him in my mind's eye. His tousled blond hair, his sexy brown eyes. Oh, how I wanted to walk across the hallway and fuck his brains out!

I glanced at my watch and realized it was closing in on 4 a.m at that point. I briskly walked back to Jeremy's room. I pulled the curtain back. "Hello, again! I have your shot!" I tried to be friendly and pretend nothing was amiss. Unfortunately, my voice came out in a fake sing song voice.

Jeremy was staring at the ceiling. I assumed he was pretending nothing had happened either. "I am going to have you roll on your side. I will give you your shot in your bottom." Jeremy rolled on his side without so much as a glance in my direction.

I had to hold my breath when he rolled over, otherwise, I would have let out a moan of pure sexual frustration. Never before had I been so lust filled gazing at someone's back, but with Jeremy's back, I was amazed at his pure perfection. Sure, he had small cuts and scraps on his back from his accident, but I knew once they healed, his body would be beautiful. 

His skin was tanned, and I could clearly see the muscles in his back. It took all of my will power not to just crawl in bed beside him and lick and nibble his back. I wanted to take his perfect little ass in my hands and kiss and nibble those perfect, round cheeks.

Jeremy stirred and look at me over his shoulder. I snapped back to realty when I realized I had been staring at his body. I put my hand on his hip marveling at the texture of his skin. "OK. Your going to feel a slight pinch and then some burning." I gave him the shot, and he didn't even flinch.

I had him roll back on his back while I put the needle in the sharps container. I then gathered up all the new bandages, saline, and tape to re-wrap his legs. I pulled the covers back down to his knees. I was surprised and slightly disappointed his cock had deflated. 

I held up my scissors, and I started to cut away the old bandages. While I worked, I asked him about the accident. He said, "It was the dumbest thing really. My friend, Derek, and I were out clubbing. We had too much to drink, but, we've done it a hundred times already...My head was killing me....so, I told Derek to drive, ya know? I sort of passed out after that, but the next thing I know, I am being picked up by the ambulance. They said Derek hit a telephone pole. Luckily, nobody but us got hurt. Derek walked away with only a broken finger. I got the brunt force of the pole. I got pinned in the car and the dash board caught fire. I am kinda glad I don't remember that part."

I could tell the medicine was working because Jeremy started to get sleepy and his voice got slurry. We talked the whole time I worked on his bandages. For some reason, I was really starting to like this guy. I was also very happy when I saw the extent of his damage. He was burned, and yes, he would be scared for life. However, the extent of his damage was minimal. He was also very lucky it didn't burn his dick off!

I finished up his legs and I told him to get some rest. He smiled a half smile that broke my heart into a million pieces. I felt awful for taking advantage of him while he slept, but I finally stole the nerve to smooth his hair down. His hair was just as soft and silky as the hair on his stomach.

When I walked back down the hall, I ran right into Dr. Fisher. I really despise the man. He thinks he is God's gift to this hospital, and it doesn't help 3/4 of the nurse's agree. "Ahhh...my favorite nurse. What's the scoop?"


The Nurse Ch. 02



I feel his hands sliding down my back. He is tugging and pulling at my shirt, trying to get it untucked out of my skirt. I feel his urgency, his desire, his need to get me naked. I sigh against his chest.

His chest? I sit up in surprised shock. Usually I can never see any part of my faceless man. I glance about me. I am surrounded by the usual thick, black cloud, but I am delighted to see it is slowly fading away. I find I am in the back seat of a car. 

I am momentarily blinded as I feel my shirt being lifted up over my head. I glance down at myself. 

I feel a blush creep over my skin when I see I am naked except for a skirt that is pushed up over my hips. I let out a low moan when I realize I am also straddling a handsome pair of thighs.

My hungry eyes feast upwards to discover what my faceless man looks like. I gasp when I find myself staring into a pair of chocolate brown eyes. "Jeremy?"

I feel his hands cradle my face as he kisses me. I feel his mouth slant over mine in a heated kiss. I feel my body flame with desire as he nibbles, sucks, and licks my lips and tongue. 

I am gasping for breath when he pulls away. His lips move to my neck, and I feel him kissing and tasting my sensitive skin. "Jeremy, what's going on?"

I feel him nuzzle my earlobe. I feel his hot breath whisper in my ear, "I'm fucking you, my sweet. I want to feel you cum all over my hard cock." I let out a whimper.

His hands slide over my thighs and he grabs my ass. He is rough as he pushes and pulls my hips to grind over the underside of his cock.

I feel my pussy dampen with need each time I feel his member slide between my lips. I arch my hips trying to get him inside of me as he continues to push my hips back and forth.

"Mmmm...I think your pussy wants me to fuck it, don't you agree, Jennifer?" I feel my body shiver as I moan out, "Yes."

I feel Jeremy pull away from me. "Look at us, baby. Doesn't that look so fucking hot?"

I glance down between our bodies. The moonlight is creating a spotlight on my pussy. You can clearly see my moisture clinging to my sex. Jeremy's dick is hard and shiny from sliding between my lips.

"Your pussy wants me to fuck it, doesn't it, baby? Talk to it. Tell me what it wants."

I moan as I grab Jeremy's cock and drag it between my pussy lips. "You want this hard cock?" I ask my pussy. "You want this deep inside of you?"

I hear Jeremy growl deep in his throat as his hips buck up off the seat. He is trying to drive his dick inside of me. My hand is still wrapped around the base of his member, though, so he only succeeds in getting the tip inside of me.

I bite my lip hard. I want nothing more than to slam my pussy down over his cock. My sex is dripping wet and oh so willing.

I stick my lower lip out in a pretend pout. "I don't know what it wants. I can't hear her saying anything because she has her lips wrapped around your dick." 

Jeremy groans in frustration at my teasing. He wraps his hands on either side of my face, and he sucks my pouting lip into his mouth. He kisses me hard with an undeniable urgency. 

We kiss, not as lovers, but as savages. I realize he is punishing me for teasing him back. I am breathless and moaning. I slide my hands up to his shoulder to hang on for the ride.

The second my hand let go of his dick, Jeremy yanks his lips from mine with a triumphant grin. He grabs my hips as I gasp when I realize what he is about to do.

Both our eyes are glued to our groins as Jeremy slams my pussy down over his cock. I feel my toes curl as my flesh is stretched over his width.

"You bastard!" I moan out. I feel his lips on my neck, and I hear him chuckling against my flesh. I moan louder as I feel him fucking me.

His hands stay on my hips and he pushes and pulls me up and down over his cock. We are both moaning and gasping. My hips take on a mind of their own as they buck up and down. I feel his hips lifting up to meet my downward thrust.

I yell, "Oh! Yes, fuck yes," when I feel his hot mouth latch onto my right nipple. He is sucking hard, biting, licking. I grab his shoulders, my nails digging into his flesh. 

I feel my pussy spasm and clench tight. I am at the top of the orgasm mountain, and I want so badly to fly ride down the other side. 

"Jeremy, I am....so...close." I throw my head back. My eyes are closed tight. My brain thinking of nothing but how good my pussy feels. 

I let out a yell when I feel the pad of Jeremy's thumb on my clit. My orgasm hits me so hard I scream. My body is a quivering mass of jelly. 

My pussy felt so good I never wanted it to stop, but slowly, my orgasm came to a halt. I sat still with Jeremy running his hands up and down my back in a loving gesture. 

He was still inside of me, and I could feel my cum gush out all over his dick. I let out a shaky laugh. "Oh my god, that was incredible." 

I closed my eyes willing my heart to slow for fear it would burst. I could hear it beating, loudly, in my ears. 'Beep, beep, beep.' It was getting so loud it was starting to hurt my ears. 

I covered my ears to try to block out the sound. I opened my eyes again, and I felt alarmed when I saw the black mist coming in around us.

"No, Jeremy, don't go." I held his body tight to mine. I felt tears running down my face. 

Jeremy wiped my tears away. "Don't cry. Just come to me. I will be waiting for you."

I sobbed, "I don't want to go to you. I just want you to stay here."

He gave me a small half smile. "Just know that I love you, Jennifer. Everything will be O.K."

The mist thickened and gobbled him up. He was gone.

I sat up in bed. The beeping noise was my alarm clock. I turned it off with a growl. I grabbed my pillow and rolled over on my stomach. I wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep. I didn't want to go to work.

I could feel my clit throb with need as I replayed my dream. I gasped when I realized it was not like my normal dream. I had dreamed about Jeremy. Oh, my sweet, Jeremy.

It had been 3 weeks since I first saw him in the burn unit. 3 weeks of running around trying to avoid him.

Yes, avoid him. When I went back to work the next day, I was surprised to see we had a full patient load at the burn unit. There had been a bad accident at the local factory, and every bed in the burn unit had been filled.

That also meant we had full nursing staff, so I was assigned rooms A, B, and C. I ran non-stop for the 2 days I had to work there. I never once went to see Jeremy. I knew it was cruel. 

My work schedule is kind of crazy. I work three 12 hour day shifts, and then, I will have four days off. I then work three 12 hour night shifts, and then, I will have four days off. 

I also work all over the hospital, and for the past 2 and 1/2 weeks, I had been working in the ER. It had been very busy, and I couldn't pull myself away to visit with Jeremy. The more days that ticked by, the easier it was to just avoid him.

I had decided in my mind, it had to have either been a crazy dream or a mistake. I usually stay in my little cocoon, safe and warm, always hiding from the world. I purposely try to stay at arms length with people.

Jeremy.....I could easily picture his sweet face. What was it about him that made me want to rip my clothes off and fuck him? I had been having daily dreams about him. I constantly thought about him.

I felt horribly embarrassed when I realized he had been asking the other nurses about me. They all teased me shamelessly about him. In a way, I think that is another reason why I pulled further away from him. 

I peaked at the alarm clock. I let out a long sigh. I used to love my job. This past month, I really dreaded going to work. I think it was because I knew Jeremy would be there.

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I was on my final day of night shift rotation in the ER. It had been a horrible night, and I was so glad to be clocking out at 3:00 a.m. I was so thankful to have four days off.

I was coming out of the locker room when I bumped into another nurse just coming on duty. "Hey. Did you go see your boy toy yet? He asked me nonstop last week where you were." 

I felt myself blush. "He's not my boy toy, Leslie." She gave me a hard look. "Hey. I know we all tease you about it, but we actually think it's sweet. He is awfully cute, and honey, he's a man! You need to have a man once in awhile. Why do you always run from them?" 

I tried to brush past Leslie. I wanted to run and hide like I normally do. She put her hand on my arm. "Just go see him. Please?" I looked at her for a moment.

"Why do you care?" I noted a look of hurt cross her face, and I instantly regretted saying it. "Because sometimes you need to stop running and face things head on." 

I pulled my arm away from her grasp and pushed my way out into the hall. I suddenly felt very warm, and I could hardly breath.

She was right. Why do I always run? I knew why, but I didn't want to admit it to myself. I glanced at my watch. "He's probably sleeping anyway...." 

The thought of seeing him sleeping almost made my heart stop. I found myself riding the elevator up to the burn unit. My feet seemed to have a mind and will of their own. 

I stepped off the elevator willing my feet to walk. "Maybe I can just come in tomorrow. Yeah, that's what I will do," I thought to myself. "Jennifer?" I froze when I heard my name.

It was the nurse on duty for the day. I waved, "Hi, Betty. Got off on the wrong floor. Sorry!" I pushed the elevator button.

Betty waved at me. "Come here." I shook my head and pointed at my watch. Where was that elevator! Betty waved at me. "Come here."

I sighed. I walked up the hall to the nurse's desk. "Betty, I really have to go. I will see you some other time, o.k?" She shook her head. "Hot stuff has been asking about you. Go see him! Your killing him! I have heard of hard to get, but girl you're playing 'never get'." 

I sighed. "I don't think it's a good idea." She leaned across the desk. "It is a good idea. He is a nice man. I think you would be perfect together."

I felt my cheeks redden. She pointed her finger down the hall. "GO!" I knew I would never hear the end of it if I didn't. I felt my feet walking down the hall. I stopped in front of the curtain. The flimsy fabric was the only thing blocking me from Jeremy.

I took a deep breath. "Oh my god. What is wrong with me?" I heard Betty's voice echoing down the hallway. "Go!" 

I jumped, and I spied her standing at the end of the hallway with her arms across her chest. "Gesh! Give a person a break, would ya?" She pointed her finger at me.

I walked quietly into the room, and I felt my heart stop. He looked like an angel. I stood by his bed, and I stared down at him sleeping.

I felt my heart break as my eyes scanned over him. He looked like he had lost weight, and his hair was longer. I sucked in a shaking breath when I felt all the feelings come rushing back to me. I had to will my hand not to touch him.

He stirred in his sleep. I froze. What should I do? His eyes blinked open, and he stared at me for a moment. "Am I dreaming? Are you an angel?"

I laughed softly as I rested my hand on his arm. "No, silly, it's me."

His eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration. "Oh, then it's the devil!" His voice had the hard edge of anger laced through them.

I felt my spine stiffen. He's mad at me? Of course you idiot, you ran away for almost 3 weeks. "Jeremy..." Shame flooded my cheeks.

He turned his head away from me, and I felt my eyes fill with tears at the rejection. I barely heard him whisper, "You lied to me. You told me you would be back to see me the NEXT day...."

I touched his shoulder. "I know, Jeremy, I know. We had that factory accident, and the unit was swamped with patients...." I knew I sounded pathetic. 

He shrugged his shoulder in an attempt to knock my hand off. "You could have come back any time, any day..."

I felt my tears running freely down my face. Jeremy turned to look at me when he felt one hit his arm. "Why are your crying?"

"Because I feel horrible. I don't know why I ran away from you. I felt like if I just ignored you, then I could pretend nothing happened...that..."

"Well," he interrupted, "be glad you have so many friends in this hospital. They all told me how you like to run away from any real friendships with people. They told me how you used to be a couple of years ago, before you met Hank...." I felt anger fill my body. I felt my hands curl into tight fists.

Now I interrupted him, "How dare you pry into my life? You have no business asking about my...."  

"Your right! I don't! I don't have any business falling for a beautiful girl who practically throws herself in my lap the first day I meet her, and then, run and hide from me for a month! What was I sop posed to do, Jennifer? You really hurt my feelings! I thought something had happened to you! I didn't have any right prying into your life, I know that! But you know what? I am glad I did! I realized it wasn't me you were running from, it was yourself!" 

He was very angry and out of breath by the time he was done yelling at me. I hung my head in shame. He was right. I wasn't angry at him. I WAS angry at myself.

I ran my hand through his hair. "I'm sorry. I guess I just got so freaked out. I...what we did that day, was so totally out of character for me. When I see you, when I am around you, I go nuts with lust. That day, I just couldn't stop myself from taking advantage of you. I am sorry for doing that....for taking advantage of you. But, I don't apologize for what I did....I don't regret that, or the way I acted. For what I did. I also apologize for running away from you...for not talking to you for so many weeks."

"Well, I will accept your apology on one condition..." I laughed. "What?"

"That you stop running from your past. You stop running from your demons. You start making human contact...let people in. Even if it means getting hurt. When your heart hurts, it means your alive."

I let out a shaky breath. "I don't know if I remember how..." His eyebrows knitted together. "But, I will try." His face relaxed and he smiled up at me.

I leaned down and kissed his forehead. I stared down at his face. "You look like you've lost weight." 

He rolled his eyes. "You was right, the food here isn't exactly fine dining. Plus, laying in this bed isn't helping my muscle tone. And, I haven't had a real bath in almost a month."

I smiled at him, an idea forming in my head. "What? What's that look for?" 

"Do you wanna get out of here for awhile? I can take you for a real bath, maybe some food, and fresh air....."

His eyeballs got so wide I thought they would fall out of his head. "Fuck, yeah!" He ripped the covers off of him so fast he almost punched me in the stomach with his heavy cast.

He sat on the edge of the bed. "Jeremy, wait." 

I glanced around his room until I spotted a wheelchair. "We should probably take you in this. It will be quite the walk." 

He nodded. "I have been in therapy three days a week, but my legs still hurt to walk long distances."

I set up the wheelchair, and I helped him transfer over to it. I laughed at his attire. "Surely, you will want to wear something other than that." I pointed at his boxers.

I felt a rush of relief to realize he didn't lounge around naked for all the other nurses. I was surprised to feel a stab of jealousy of the thought of other nurses admiring his sexy body.

I felt him smirking at me. "Do we need a bib for all that drool?" I gasped. "I was thinking no such thing!" 

He wheeled himself over to the dresser, and he pulled a tee-shirt out. I heard a muffled, "Sure," as he slipped the garment over his head.

He grabbed a fresh change of clothes and shoved them into a backpack. He handed me the backpack, "Here, put this on the back of my chair."

I nodded and did as I was told. I laid a blanket in his lap while he said, "Let's roll."

I laughed, "I do think you are a tad eager to be getting out of here!" 

"Damn straight, toots! Let's get the hell out of here!"

I pushed him down the hall towards the elevator. "Wait here. I have to tell Betty I am kidnapping her prized patient."

In less than 15 minutes later, we were on the other side of the hospital. "Are you sure you are going to be able to get me back to my room? You have me totally lost!"

I laughed. His eyes widened when he saw us enter the darkened cafeteria. "I thought you said we was having something good to eat? This is the same crap they send upstairs."

"Hush, hush, sweetie. I have no intentions of stopping." I smiled when I heard him leave out a dramatic sigh.

I opened the door on the opposite side of the staff cafeteria wing. Jeremy noted the staff only sign on the door. "Are we allowed in here?" 

"Hey. I am staff, you know!" On the back side of the hospital is a nursing home. I wheeled Jeremy down the hallway past the rooms and into the elevator. "Just trust me."

He gave me a comical look. When the elevator reached the 1st floor, I peaked out to see if anyone was at the nurse's station.

"The coast is clear. Let's make a run for it!" I whispered to Jeremy. "Jennifer, why do I feel very scared at this moment?"

I grabbed the handles of Jeremy's wheelchair, and I raced down the hall. I pushed him into the designated room. I turned the sign over to "occupied" that was hanging on the door. 

After I shut the door and locked it, I groped in the dark until I found the light switch. The room flooded with light, and Jeremy gasped in delight when he saw the huge whirlpool tub sitting in the center of the room.

"I told you it would be worth it. This is the best tub in the whole hospital." Jeremy was already pulling his tee-shirt off when I glanced down at him.

"Eager, aren't we?" I teased. "Damn straight!" I lifted the side of the tub, and I helped him inside.

I locked the side of the tub, and I picked up the remote control. "I feel like an astronaut. Beam me up, Jennifer!"

I rolled my eyes as I pushed the button to lay the tub back like a normal tub. Jeremy reached over and turned the water on.

I scolded, "You be careful not to get those casts wet!" He laid his head against the back of the tub. 

"Don't worry about me." He placed his arms on the outer rim of the tub.

When the tub was full of water, I turned the jets on. Jeremy's eyes rolled back in his head in pleasure.

I leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Do you want me to bath you?" 

Jeremy moaned out, "Hell, yes!"

I grabbed the shampoo out of his backpack. I pour some out on top of his head, and I tossed the bottle back in his pack.

I heard Jeremy moan again as my fingers massaged the shampoo into his scalp. "Oh god, that feels really good."

I continued washing him from head to toe for the next 45 minutes. I, of course, saved the very best part for last. 

I soaped up the washcloth while I stared at Jeremy. He had his eyes closed the whole time I washed him. 

I stared at his body through the frothy water bubbles. I reached my hand into the water to grab his dick. His eyes flew open in surprise.

"I figured you were going to bypass that area..."

I shook my head, "Nope. I have to wash all of you."

I held him in one hand while I ran the washcloth over his groin with my other hand. I was totally unprepared when he asked, "So....who's Hank."

I froze. I dropped his dick back against his thigh. I rinsed the washcloth out while Jeremy watched me.

I turned my back to him while I regained my composure. When I turned back to him I had a huge, fake smile on my face. "Well, do you feel like a prune yet?"

Jeremy watched me. "I asked you a question."

I sighed. "I know, and I am choosing to ignore it."

He grabbed my shirt and pulled me closer. "Why?"

I signed. "Why not? Hank is nobody. He is just an ex-boyfriend. Who cares?"





The Nurse Ch. 03



For the first time in my twenty six years, I did not dream. My body, my mind, and my soul were in peaceful slumber. I was in blissful blackness, with not a care in the world, when I heard the shrill ring of my phone.

My eyes were pasted shut, and I felt like I was climbing through cotton to get them to open. When they finally did open, the bright sun light caused me to close them again.

"Oh my god! Leave me alone!" I had no idea who on earth would be calling me. My mind felt like it was swimming in a mud puddle; with no energy to tread the murky water. 

The ringing would not stop, and I was becoming irritatingly more awake. I reached over to my nightstand to pick up my phone, my face still buried in my pillow.

"What do you want?" I mumbled. Maybe they would realize they called the wrong number and hang up.

"Jenny? It's ME. You're still not in bed are you? Hello?"

My mind started clicking into gear, and I realized the voice on the other end of the phone sounded vaguely familiar.

"Jenny? Hell--oooo?"

I groaned. "I already asked you, what do you want?"

I heard laughing at the other end of the phone. "Jennifer? Is that any way to talk to your sister?"

My eyes flew open; my brain snapping to reality. My sister! "Maddy?"

I heard laughing again. "Are you still in bed? It's four thirty!"

I rolled over in bed. "Morning or night?"

I forced my eyes open again. I realized from the glare of the sun coming through my windows that it couldn't be morning.

I heard my sister groan. "Jennifer, you have to get up right now! Get dressed and come outside."

"Outside? For what?"

"Because I am outside in your driveway. I have come to take you to the beach."

"I don't wanna go to the beach." I knew I was wining, but I didn't care.

I heard the car horn honking. "Is that you out there making all that noise?"

Maddy laughed again. "Yes, and if you don't promise you are getting up right now I will be forced to make a hell of a lot more noise!"

I groaned. "If I hang up, I am going back to bed."

"I will be forced to throw a brick through your window!"

I gasped. "You wouldn't! I would call the cops!"

"Hmmm, that sounds like a yummy, delicious thought. He would cuff me, use his night stick on me..."

"Enough! God, you obviously are still the same!"

I realized I hadn't seen Maddy in almost a year. I had bought my house, and I moved away. Maddy had gone off to college. It was a shame that we never seemed to make time to get together except for holidays and birthdays. 

Maddy giggled again. "Come on!" Now she was whining. I imagined her sticking her lower lip out. She got away with far more stuff than me with that famous pout of hers.

I heard my door bell ringing. "I am giving you ten minutes to get your ass out here."

I was going to spout off my own comment, but I realized the bitch hung up on me.

I threw the phone across the room. I grabbed my pillow and placed it over my ears. Maddy was outside ringing the door bell, nonstop, and pounding on the door.

I knew she would be getting out the bricks soon. I rolled out of bed. I felt like I had been to war and back; my tongue felt fuzzy and thick.

I stumbled to the front door, and I unlocked it. As soon as I opened the door, Maddy came running into the house.

"Hell. You look like shit."

I rolled my eyes. "Thanks. You too."

I didn't mean it, and I knew she knew that. She was beautiful with long brown hair, flawless skin, and big, blue eyes. She was wearing flip flops, cut off shorts, and a tight green tee-shirt. I could clearly see her tits through the thin material. She certainly didn't look twenty years old!

"I was planning on kidnapping you, but honey, your going to have to take a shower and change first." She took me by the hand and led me down the hallway to the bathroom.

I grumbled and complained while she undressed me. "I wanna go back to bed!" 

She pushed me in to the shower. "Nonsense! Now get yourself washed while I pack your over night bag!"

The warm water did help to ease the thick fog in my muddled brain. I quickly washed my body. It made me feel better, but I wasn't going to admit that to Maddy!

My mind replayed the events of last night. "Jeremy!" I remembered kidnapping him, kissing him, and seducing him. My body flooded with desire, and I ran my soapy hands over my breasts. 

I screamed when the shower curtain was ripped open. Maddy gave me an evil grin while she turned the water off. "Just checking to see if you are using your massaging shower head! I heard a lot of moaning going on in here!"

I gasped. "Bitch!"

"Come on. I want to go to the beach!" In record time, my sister had me dressed, packed, and buckled into the passenger seat of her car.

The tires squealed as she pulled out of the driveway and onto the street. I groaned. "Maddy, if I don't call the cops on you for kidnapping me, I WILL call the cops to report your horrible driving!"

She gave me a grin. "Here, let me dial the number! I would love to be arrested by a cop."

I laid my head back against the seat rest. I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. I wanted nothing more than to dream about Jeremy. I left him in his hospital bed this morning. I had kissed him so tenderly, and I promised I would be back later on today. "Shit!"

Maddy almost ran off the road. "What? What's wrong?"

"I can't go to the beach. I...I promised to do something today."

Maddy gave me an odd look. "Since when did you ever make arrangements to do anything? You always hide under a rock. Why do you think I had to come and kidnap you? I knew if I had called and made plans like a normal person, I wouldn't be able to track you down for three months!"

I knew she was right, but thanks to Jeremy, I was going to try to change. I was going to make myself available to people. I was going to open up more, even if it meant getting hurt; because that is how you know you are alive.

"Give me your cell phone. I have to call the hospital."

"Why? I thought you were off? Shit, do you have to work tonight?"

I felt like lying and telling her I did have to work. I wanted nothing more than for her to drop me off at the hospital so I could see Jeremy. I felt like a heart sick fool! I couldn't help but grin when I thought about Jeremy laying in bed.

Maddy threw her phone in my lap. "Damn girl! Why are you grinning like the cat who swallowed the canary?"

I ignored her as I punched in the hospital's phone number into the cell phone. I told the switchboard operator to connect me to the burn unit. When I was connected to the nurse on duty, I asked her if I could speak to Jeremy Adams.

"I'm sorry. Mr. Adams is in therapy at the moment. Could I take a message?"

I felt my heart sink. "No, thanks. I will call later."

I hung up the phone, and I had the feeling of Maddy's eyes burning into me. "Well, who is Jeremy? Is he a hot doctor at the hospital?"

I rolled my eyes. "Did anybody every tell you you are extremely nosy?"

She grinned at me. "Yes, sister dear. You tell me all the time."

I turned my head away from her. She punched my arm. "You better tell me who Jeremy is right now, or I will pull this car over!"

I rolled my eyes at her. "Do you think that is even considered a threat to me?"

Maddy stuck out her lower lip in her famous pout. "You don't want me to play the pouting sister, do you?"

I tried to fight off a smile; she looked so cute. "You know I hate you, don't you?"

She leaned over and kissed my cheek. "No you don't! Now, who is Jeremy?"

I leaned my head against the seat rest again. "Jeremy was my patient in the hospital."

Maddy let out a whistle. "You seduced your patient? Holy shit! I didn't realize my sister was so much like me! When did this happen? Details! Details!"

I smiled as I felt my cheeks blushing red with embarrassment. "Well, almost a month ago. I don't know what it is about him; his smile, his eyes, or his sexy body."

I knew Maddy was staring at me with her mouth open. She was fighting to keep her eyes on the road. 

"Every time I am in the same room as he is, I want nothing more than to rip my clothes off and do him. He's got a fabulous piece of cock, too."

This little bit of information almost succeeded in Maddy running off the road. "You fucked him already? Jennifer! You are a little slut, aren't you?"

I felt my pussy dampen just from talking about Jeremy. I turned to Maddy, and I knew she could see the clarity and peace in my eyes. "Yes, I am a slut. Oh, Maddy! I love him so much. I tried to fight him. I did!"

I took a shaky breath. "I ran from him for three weeks, but last night, I went to him again. Oh, Maddy! It was wonderful! We had a picnic on the hospital roof. He asked me to be his girlfriend. Well, no, he just told me I was..." I giggled.

Maddy looked like she was in shock. "So, when did all this sex come in to play? I need details!"

"You know I don't kiss and tell."

"You better tell me, Jennifer. You don't want me to kick your ass!"

I rolled my eyes. "We haven't gone all the way yet. Just a little masturbation and I gave him a blow job last night."

Maddy squealed, "Oh, you ARE a slut!"

I laughed. I didn't care what names she called me. If I was a slut, Maddy was a full blown whore.

Maddy interrupted my thoughts. "So, what's he in the hospital for? What's wrong with him?"

I sobered as I thought of his accident. "He was in a car accident. He broke both his arms and he burned his legs pretty bad."

Maddy made a face. "You took advantage of a guy who is all bashed up? What did you do, drug him?"

I gasped in shock and punched her arm. "Fuck you! For your information, I did not! Is it so hard to believe your sister is actually getting a piece of ass?"

Maddy smirked at me. "Actually, it is! You held a torch for that Hank guy for three years! I was beginning to think you was never getting another boyfriend."

"For your information, I didn't hold a torch to NO ONE! Hank and I had some miss communication. Jeremy helped me deal with that."

Maddy gasped, "You told Jeremy about Hank? Oh my, you must be getting serious!"

I smiled. "I think I love him, but I don't know for sure. I have never felt like this before. I know we are going crazy fast, but I can't help it. I don't want to stop OR slow down. I just want him."

*******

We drove in silence the rest of the way. I had reclined the seat back, and I pretended to sleep. 

I had no idea why anybody would want to go to the beach, especially when it was dark outside. I must have eventually dozed off because the next thing I remember is Maddy nudging my shoulder. "We're here!"

I hit the lever on the seat to raise it up. I gasped when I realized we were sitting in front of a house. "Maddy?"

Maddy let out a squeal of delight and jumped out of the car. I climbed out of the car, too. "Maddy, what is going on? Why are we here?"

Maddy ran around the side of the car and tackled me in a bear hug. "Sister dear, we are on a much needed vacation!"

I was confused. "Vacation?" Then, I heard the sounds of the ocean coming from behind the house. I glanced at my watch and realized we had been driving for over four hours.

"Maddy! When you said we were going to the beach, you didn't mean the lake did you?"

Maddy laughed. "Since when do I ever call going to the lake anything other than going to the lake?"

I groaned. "Maddy? What have you done? I thought we were going to the lake." The lake was in fact only an hour away from my house. I had no idea she planned on going to a real beach with a real ocean.

Maddy hugged me tight. "You need to get away. I need a house mate. I figured you needed to get out for awhile. So, I did the math and here we are."

"No! You have to take me home, NOW!" She shook her head. "No, we need to get our bags inside the house. Then, we need to put on our sluttiest outfits and go out to dinner."

She pulled away from me to open the trunk of the car. "Madeline Elizabeth! You get your ass back in that car! You take me home right this instant. I promised..."

She interrupted me, "Jennifer Nicole! You get your ass in the house, find the nearest shower and get in it..."

I stomped over to where she was standing behind the car. "You have no right! No right! How dare you do this to me!"

I never saw her hand coming towards me, all I felt was the hard slap across my face. Stars danced in front of my eyes for a few moments and my ears were ringing.

"You bitch! You hit me!" I grabbed her ponytail. She was my little sister. She had no right to smack me across the face.

"Yes, I bitch slapped you. You need to get some sense knocked into you. You need to get out and have fun. I am only trying to help and spend some time with you."

"No, you only want me around to help pay the bar tabs since your still illegal."

I was still pulling her hair and yelling at her when she wrapped her leg around mine, knocking me off balance. I fell with a hard thump on my ass. Since I still had a hold of her hair, Maddy fell on top of me.

"Maddy! You slapped me, and now you are trying to break my leg! I hate you!"

I tried to get her off of me. I thought "Two can play at this game." I still had one free hand, and I reached up and smacked her across the face. 

This knocked her off balance long enough for me to roll her over. I climbed on top of her, and I grabbed a fist full of tee-shirt. 

I was hell bent on killing her. Yes, I would kill her, throw her in the trunk, and I would head back home!

The sound of two male voices stopped us dead in our tracks. "Hey! A chick fight!"

Maddy and I gasped and turned to look behind my shoulder to see who was cheering us on.

Maddy used the distraction to roll me off of her. She stood up and smooth her tee-shirt over her tits.

I could just hear the honey dripping off her words when she said, "Hello. My name is Maddy. My sister and I were just having a little disagreement."

I stood up, and for the first time, I got a good look at who Maddy was obviously smitten over; two handsome, all American, college guys.

The taller guy grabbed Maddy's extended hand. "Hello, Maddy. My name is Brad." He was very handsome with blond hair and movie star good looks.

The other guy was cute, too, but he didn't possess the charm that Brad had oozing out of his very pores. "Hi. Um, my name is John."

Maddy shook his hand while she tried to wave me over. "Nice to meet you both. This is my sister, Jennifer."

Maddy put her best acting skills and her killer smile to use. "My sister and I are hungry. We were wanting to go to dinner, but we don't know any place around here. Do you have any suggestions?"

Brad and John looked at each other. I could read in their eyes what they thought. "Bingo. Easy lay. Let's do it."

They both turned back to Maddy. "Well, we were just headed to a restaurant down by the pier. You want to walk down with us?"

I said "No" the same time Maddy said "Yes." She smiled at the boys. "What my sister means is, we would like to freshen up first."

John nodded. "O.k. We can hang out in your house while you get ready."

Maddy smiled and clapped her hands. "Great." She grabbed our bags out of the trunk. I couldn't help but whisper, "Ever hear of playing hard to get?" She gave me a loud, "Shhh!"

Leave it to my sister to pick up two cute guys within ten minutes of arriving to our destination!

*******

Maddy and I were showered and dressed in less than twenty minutes. I couldn't help but gasp when she came out of the bathroom. She had on a short black dress and a face full of makeup. She oozed sex out of her very pores. When she arrived at my house earlier, she looked sixteen, now, she looked about twenty five.

"Maddy! Don't you think you are going into over kill here?" She pouted. "You don't like my outfit? Or, are you jealous because I look better than you?"

I gasped. "What? How dare you?" She was right. I couldn't help but feel a little under dressed in my jeans and tee-shirt.

Maddy dragged me back into the walk in closet. "At least put on a decent shirt. I know I packed a few in your bag." 

She rummaged in my over night bag until she gave a satisfied "A ha!" She handed me a dressy blouse with a plunging neckline that I didn't even remember owning. I think I had bought it to go to a Christmas dinner years ago. "I can't wear that with jeans!"

Maddy sighed. "Put it on. You will look good, trust me." She pulled a pair of high heels out of her bag. "Wear these. It will look so hot."

I put the clothes on, and I was surprised at the effect. Maddy walked around me. "Comfy causal and sex kitten rolled into one."

I gasped. "I have a boyfriend. I shouldn't be looking like a 'sex kitten'." Maddy gave me a frown. "You shouldn't dress like a 'dowdy housewife' either." I sighed. She had a point.

She smiled. "Let's go!"

We walked into the living room. The guys were both sitting on the couch, where we had left them, and they both jumped to their feet when they saw us entering the room. 

Maddy wrapped her arms around Brad's arm, pushing her tits into his bicep. "Ready?" John looked at me expectantly; I held in a groan, leave it to Maddy to pair up with somebody.

We walked outside, and I was pleased to feel the breeze against my skin. I felt John's hand against the small of my back. Man, he wasn't going to give up easy, was he?

We walked the length of the pier. Maddy and Brad seemed to be hitting it off; they chatted the whole way while John and I walked in uncomfortable silence.

We arrived at the beach side restaurant. I stared at at the outside with curiosity. It wasn't exactly fine dining, but it wasn't a dump either.

We walked inside the restaurant, and a waitress came over to seat us. She showed us a booth, and I couldn't help but notice Maddy diving into the booth next to Brad. John and I were to share the other side of the booth. "Ya'll need a menu?"

Maddy smiled at the waitress and said, "Yes, please."

The waitress threw four menus on the table and walked off. "Geesh. Somebody obviously got up on the wrong side of the bed." I felt Maddy kick my shin under the table for the nasty comment.

I decided to keep my thoughts to myself for fear of getting another kick to the shin. I stared at my menu. What a selection! It was basically a sandwich and soup, hamburger and fries, or pizza and chips.

When the waitress came back over, all four of us ordered hamburgers and fries. Brad ordered a pitcher of beer for us all to share.

We chatted while we waited for our food to arrive. I found out the guys were both twenty one years old; they were in college, but currently on a long weekend break at Brad's family beach house.

Maddy's eyes danced when she realized Brad had to be the coolest guy ever. He was young, in college, and obviously rich. She smiled at me from across the table. I couldn't help but smile back. 

Our food finally came and we ate, chatted, and drank our beer. I didn't mean to drink so much beer. Every time I would drink some out of my glass, someone would fill it back up to the top.

This went on the whole time we were in the restaurant, and I started to get pleasantly drunk. We finished our food, and Brad went up to the counter to pay for us.

John got out of the booth and literally had to catch me when I stumbled out of the booth. "I'm so sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me." I could tell my speech was slurry.

Maddy giggled. "Are you drunk, Jennifer?" I was confused. "I don't know. I only had one glass of beer." Even though that one glass of beer never seemed to empty!

John grabbed my elbow and helped me out of the restaurant. The smell of the ocean and the wonderful breeze helped to lift my mood. I hugged John tight to my body. "Thank you for taking me here. I am so glad to be on vacation with you."

Maddy laughed. "John didn't bring you here. I did." I pointed my finger at her. "You bitched slapped me. So, I am still not talking to you."




The Nurse Ch. 03



Brad came out of the restaurant. "Let's take a walk back up the pier."

Maddy wrapped her arm around Brad's arm again as they started walking. John hadn't left me go since we made it back outside.

We continued our walk with out a care in the world. At least that is how I remember it. All to quickly, we were back at the beach house. 

Maddy asked, "Do you want to come inside?" Both guys nodded their heads in agreement.

John helped me sit on the couch, and he sat down next to me. "John? I think I drank to much." He laughed at me. "It's o.k. I did, too."

I looked at the couch across from us, and I noticed Brad and Maddy sitting down together. They were talking quietly to each other; lost in their own worlds.

I started to feel dizzy, so I laid my head down on the arm of the couch. I watched as Brad and Maddy started to make out. You could hear their wet lips smacking against each other. 

Maddy pulled Brad's tee-shirt up over his head. She squealed with delight when she saw his naked chest. "Brad, you have a hot body."

He smiled as he slowly pulled the zipper of Maddy's dress down her back. He kissed her neck, and, as he moved lower over her body, he pulled Maddy's dress down with it.

I let out a low gasp of surprise when I realized Maddy's dress was flying across the room. She laid down on her back with one leg across the back of the couch; dressed in only a pair of panties and high heels. Brad was kneeling between her thighs.

He kissed her stomach and ran his tongue over her belly button ring. "No, Maddy, I do believe you are the one who has a hot body." She purred at the compliment.

She grabbed Brad by the hair and forced him between her thighs. "Eat my pussy, bitch. My clit needs a good tickle from that tongue of yours."

Brad ran his tongue over the length of her pantie covered crotch. "Like this?" Maddy whimpered.

Brad pulled her panties slowly down her thighs and off her body. He dove back between her thighs. "Or like this?" Maddy moaned, "Yes!"

I could hear the lapping of Brad's tongue as he gave my sister oral pleasure. Her hips arched off the couch, and her hands were pulling Brad's hair again. "Finger my pussy, baby."

Brad was a smart man and did as Maddy told him. I watched as he pulled her pussy lips apart with one hand, and drove his index finger from his other hand into her wet and very willing snatch. I think all four people in the room let out an audible "Oooohhhh!" 

Maddy was humping herself against Brad's finger as he drove it deep inside her. He leaned down and sucked her clit into his mouth. "Oh...yes! Fuck...you bastard. I'm cumming." She let out a loud scream and her head thrashed back and forth.

When her body calmed down, she pulled Brad up, by the hair, to kiss her again. Their lips and tongues fought against one another. Maddy pulled her lips free. "You bastard. You made me cum all over your finger. You made me squeal like a pig."

She took his hand in hers and sucked his fingers into her mouth. "Yummy. Now, if I could come all over your little finger, imagine how bad I will be squealing when I cum all over your big, fat cock." Brad let out a moan.

Maddy pushed him off of her and they bought took a flying leap to the floor. Maddy reattached her lips to Brad's as they kissed with an undeniable urgent need. She ground her naked pussy against Brad's jean covered cock.

Maddy sat up and looked down at Brad. "You little bitch. You want to fuck this pussy, don't you? You like when I cover your jeans with my cum?"

Not waiting for an answer, she reached down and unbuttoned his jeans. She lowered the zipper being very careful not to catch his cock in the fly. She let out a moan when she realized Brad wasn't wearing any underwear.

"You fucking whore! How dare you get off going around with no underwear on!" She ripped his jeans off of his body. Brad just stared at Maddy with a half smile on his lips.

I got a glimpse of a nice sized cock before Maddy had him flip over to his stomach. "You know what I do with pretty little college boys who run around without underwear?"

Brad looked like a he was thoroughly enjoying himself when he turned his head. "W-what do you do with boys who run around without underwear?"

Maddy answered him by giving him a hard whack on the ass cheek with her open palm. Brad bucked his hips from the pain, causing his cock to slide against the carpet. "Ohh!"

"You like that don't you? You like when I smack that ass, don't you?"

Brad shook his head. "No...I don't" Maddy could see the huge grin spreading across his face. "Yes, you do! Don't lie to me!" Maddy smacked his ass cheek again leaving a red mark on his cute little bubble butt.

"I'm not!" Brad rolled over onto his back. Maddy gave a gasp of surprise. "Did I tell you to roll over?"

Brad pulled her on top of him. "Shut the fuck up and fuck me." Maddy gave an evil grin. "You don't like my foreplay?"

Brad reach for Maddy's hand and placed it over his hard cock. "Does it feel like I am not enjoying this?"

Maddy smiled. She placed the tip of his cock at the head of her pussy. "You want to fuck me?" 

Brad shook his head no. "I want YOU to fuck ME." Maddy let out a howl as she slammed her body over Brad's cock.

I felt a hand on my tit about that time, and I let out a gasp of surprise. I followed the hand until I saw it was John. "John!" 

I was embarrassed to admit I totally forget he was even in the room. I was even more embarrassed to realize he was naked.

He nuzzled my neck. "Come on, Jennifer. Enough laying here watching your sister fuck. Let's go back to the bedroom and do some fucking ourselves."

I shook my head. "I can't. I have a boyfriend."

John looked around as if searching for somebody. "Well, I don't see him here. I won't tell him if you don't."

I shook my head again. "John. I really can't. And, I really won't. I'm sorry."

I saw his features turn dark with anger. "You're a tease. A fucking tease!"

He was off the couch before I could say any more to him. He knelt behind Maddy as she continued to ride Brad's cock. Maddy turned her head in surprise. "W-what are you doing?"

John kissed her neck. "Trying to fuck you."

At look of confusion crossed Maddy's face, but I noticed in disgust her hips never slowed down. "W-what? Oh, John that's my ass....oww."

I closed my eyes tight. I knew what he was going to do. I heard Maddy let out a loud gasp. "Oh...that burns."

My eyes flew open when I heard Brad say, "Just give it a few minutes. It will start to feel better."

Brad was reclining back on his elbows while his hips still pumped his cock in and out of Maddy's pussy.

John was behind her with a look of deep concentration across his face. His hands rested on Maddy's hips, and he started to move his hips, forcing his cock to move in and out of Maddy's ass.

Maddy was sandwiched between the two of them with a look of sweet rapture on her face. "Oh my god. That feels so strange. I have never been filled like this."

I stumbled out of the room and headed for the bedroom. I laid across the bed covers with the thoughts of Brad, Maddy, and John fucking. I could still hear them, and I didn't want to admit to myself how turned on I really was by the crazy scene that just played out before my very eyes.

I felt my eyes fill with tears. "Oh, Jeremy. I miss you so much!" I ended up crying myself to sleep. 

********

The next morning dawned clear and bright. I was confused for a moment because I was in a strange bed with a pretty view of the ocean from my window.

I sat up in shock when I replayed the events for the previous night in my head. I scanned the bedroom. Maddy was no where in sight.

I rolled out of bed, and I quickly showered and dressed. I tiptoed out into the living room to see three naked bodies sprawled out on the floor.

John was laying on his side tightly against Maddie's backside. She had her head resting on Brad's chest. Brad was laying on his back. 

I noted the room was trashed. Clothes were everywhere; beer bottles, fast food wrappers, and blankets were littered all over the floor.

I realized they must have gone out sometime in the night, and I felt my eyes tear up as I thought of being 'the party pooper' again.

I don't know...I was only five years older than these guys, but I felt a million miles away from this world and their life. Maturity; I don't know when it exactly happens, but it eventually seems to happen.

I guess maturity either sneaks up on you, or, if your like Jeremy, you are forced to deal with it head on when something tragic happens in your life.

I walked out on to the beach. It was so bright and beautiful it stole my heart away.

The sand felt good against my feet as I walked down by the beach. I spotted an old faded chair down by the water, and I happily sat in it.

I had no clue what heaven looked like, but I was sure this was it. I looked at all the beauty displayed before me in wonder. The only thing missing, for me, was Jeremy.

I sat for hours just watching the waves crashing into the sand. I thought about where I was in my life. I thought about Jeremy.

I didn't notice Maddy coming up the beach until she was standing right beside me. "Hey." I couldn't help but notice the sheepish look on her face.

"Hey yourself." She sat down on the sand beside me. She looked at the ocean. "It's beautiful isn't it?"

I nodded my head. "Yes, it sure is."

Maddy looked at me. "You mad at me?" I wanted to smile, but I scowled at her. "Yes! You bitch slapped me!"

Maddy smiled. "Hey! I remember you slapping me back!" I couldn't help but smile back at her.

"So, where are the boys?" Maddy's cheeks reddened. "They left. They were nice enough to help me clean up."

"Ahh...the perfect gentlemen." Maddy snorted. "Yea. They called their maid to come over and clean up for an extra fifty dollars."

My eyes widen. "Pigs." Maddy nodded. "They all are, aren't they?" I instantly thought of Jeremy. "No, sweetie. They aren't."

"You know what I remembered today, Maddy?"

Maddy looked up at me with hopeful eyes. "What did you remember?"

I looked down at her. "I remembered today is your twenty first birthday. I am sorry. Sorry for being a total bitch about this trip, about totally forgetting about it...everything!"

Maddy looked out towards the ocean. "It's o.k. I had a blast. I had one last 'whore-rah' before I took a nose dive into adulthood." She laughed. "I can't believe I fucked two guys last night. I have done crazy shit before, but holy cow!"

I smiled down at her. "If I was single, I would have joined you!"

Maddy gasped. "You serious?"

I shrugged. "I dunno. It's hard to try to think like that, when you have no idea how you would really act. I don't judge you for what you did or how you acted. It's something you will always remember!"

Maddy looked down at the sand. "I rented the house for two more days, but I guess it would be wrong not to take you home. I know you miss your guy."

I felt tears in my eyes. "I had fun hanging out with you Maddy, but if you would only realize I was so wrong in running from him for so many weeks. I don't want him to think I was doing it again. I never in a million years would have guessed you would have dragged me the whole way down here."

Maddy laughed. "I will never forget the time we shared here."

I laughed with her. "I won't either. How in the hell are you even walking this morning?"

Maddy stood up. "Very slowly!" She grabbed my hands and pulled me up. "Come on, sis, I better take you home."

I hugged her tight, and I put something in her hand.

She looked at her hand in confusion. "Jennifer? This is your favorite necklace!"

I nodded. "I know, but it is your birthday. It just seemed right."

I helped her put the necklace on, and she squealed with delight. "I love it! Thank you!"

We walked hand in hand back to the beach house.

****

Maddy drove straight home as promised. I grabbed my over night bag, and I hugged my sister good bye. "Maddy, I am sorry for all the confusion. I promise we will get together soon. After, of course, things settle down!"

Maddy nodded, blew me a kiss, and pulled out of my driveway. I cringed when I heard the tires squealing. "Oh, Maddy! You're going to get a ticket!"

With my bag in my hand, I climbed the steps to my front porch. I was planning on taking a quick shower, change my clothes, grab a quick bite to eat, and then head straight to the hospital.

I stopped walking when I noticed a piece of paper wedged in my screen door. I picked it up, and I scanned the bottom to see who it was from. "Jeremy?"

I instantly felt panicked. Why would HE be leaving me a note if he was still in the hospital? 

My dearest Jennifer,

I am sorry to be telling you this in a letter. I wanted to say good bye face to face. My mom talked Dr. Fisher into discharging me from the hospital a few days early. Both my mom and Dr. Fisher seem to think I have made huge strides in my recovery! 

And, both my mom and Dr. Fisher seem to think I would benefit from a rehab program. So, my mom has signed me up for therapy at a great place in Utah. I don't know how long I will be here; at most 3 weeks.

I am very sorry and am deeply mourning the loss of not being close to you. However, I cannot be the man I want to be with you until I feel I am healed to my maximum potential! I do not want you to feel sorry for me. I want to feel like I am a complete and healthy man. Please understand this! I have to go, but I send you all my love and faith.

Yours, Jeremy 

I hugged his letter to my chest. "Oh, Jeremy!" He was gone!

I went inside my house. I wondered around aimlessly for a few hours. I had no idea what I was going to do. I hated waiting!

****

It was a long week for me. I stayed in bed for the first day crying my eyes out. Then, after a long scolding, I told myself to snap out of it. Jeremy was trying to better his self, and here I was making myself worse!

So, I cleaned my house, did some grocery shopping, called my mom, and I basically kept as busy as possible because every time I sat down, I realized Jeremy was in Utah.

I did sit down long enough to write him back. I told him he better hurry his recovery because I wanted to make full use of him when he is recovered!

I was actually relieved to go back to work! The three days just flew by, and before I knew it, there was another letter from Jeremy waiting in my mail box.

I ran the whole way back into my house, and I laid down on my bed to read it. I felt myself grinning ear to ear.

My dearest Jennifer,

It feels like only yesterday I held you in my arms. I miss you so very much! Every morning that you get up for work at three a.m., please think of me doing my daily jog! I am working extra hard; trying to get better. My trainer said I am making leaps and bounds, Jennifer!

Guess what! My casts came off today! Oh, how ugly and pale my skin looks now. It also feels like my arms weigh nothing now that I no longer have my heavy casts on. The doctor in Utah states this is a normal feeling.

It feels so good to take a shower, though. I can't even begin to tell you how much I missed taking care of myself! I would do anything to have you with me in the shower.

Can I tell you something? I still have your panties you gave me. I keep them under my pillow. I can still see you, sitting in the chair that very first day I met you, with your legs over the arms of the chair...touching yourself.

Well, I have to go lift weights. I have found it to be the best therapy for working off my sexual frustrations because I am saving myself for you!

Please write soon. I miss you.

Yours, Jeremy 

I rolled over in my bed and let out a groan. "Oh, Jeremy! I miss you." I blushed when I realized he still kept my panties; and under his pillow no less!

I couldn't help but slide my fingers between my legs. It didn't take long until I was cumming all over my hand and screaming out Jeremy's name.

****

It had been two and a half weeks total since Jeremy had gone to Utah. I had a total of three letters from Jeremy, and I was waiting on pins and needles for another. 

I was still trying to keep as busy as possible, but I still missed him terribly. It was Sunday night, and I had just finished talking to Maddy on the phone. She was trying in vain to get me to go out to a club with her. 

I glanced at the clock, and I realized I better get ready for bed. I slipped out of my clothes, and I pulled on a night shirt. I stood in the middle of my bedroom debating on writing Jeremy another letter or just going to bed.

I heard a knock at the front door, and I instantly thought, "Who in the hell could be at my door at this hour?" I laughed. "Maddy you bitch. I told you I did not want to go out tonight!"

I ran to the door, and I ripped it open saying "Maddy! Leave me al..." The words died in my throat when I saw Jeremy standing on my porch.

He looked adorable! He wore jeans, a tee-shirt, and a light jacket. His hair was cut short, and I liked the new style. His face was filled out; he looked healthy, alive, and totally mine!

"Jeremy!" I ran to him, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist in a vice grip. "Oh my god! What are you doing here?"

Jeremy walked into my house carrying me, and he kicked the door shut. "Surprise! I just got out of therapy this morning. I took the first plane here to see you."

I grabbed his cheeks in my hands, and I kissed him. 

Jeremy let out a surprised, "Oh!" His hands were cupping my ass, and I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist.

I pulled my lips away. "Take me back in the bedroom and make love to me. I can't wait any longer!"

Jeremy laughed. "You sure don't beat around the bush, do you?"

"Honey, I can feel your hard cock brushing up against my leg. You better take me to my room, right now, and show me you know how to use it!"

Jeremy's eyes darkened with lust, and he kissed my lips while he walked, with me still wrapped around his waist, down the hallway towards the bedroom. I managed to pull his jacket and shirt off on the way.

When we finally made it to my bedroom, Jeremy threw me on the bed. I giggled out loud. He landed on top of me; knocking the wind out of me.

"Sorry! I want this to be special."

"No, don't be sorry. This IS special! We have had two months worth of foreplay. Right now, I want you inside of me."

I pulled my nightshirt over my head while Jeremy climbed out of his jeans. We were naked and grinning at each other like idiots.

My eyes scanned over his body until I found my prize. I grabbed him by the dick, and I placed him inside of me. Jeremy and I both let out a soft, "Ohhh!"

I wrapped my legs around his waist. "I missed you so much!" I whimpered when he started to thrust his cock deep inside of me.

Jeremy rested his forehead against mine, looking deeply into my eyes. It was so intense! We were both grunting like rutting animals.

I felt my orgasm boiling deep inside of me. I felt my toes curl, and I let out a loud scream. Jeremy arched his back, his eyes closed tightly. "Oh, I can feel your puss milking my dick. Oh...I can't hold it back any more...I'm going to cum."

He quickly pulled out, and I felt his hot cum spray my stomach and tits. He collapsed beside me; sweaty and out of breath. I cupped by tits in my hands, and I licked his cum off my flesh as best I could.

Jeremy grabbed my arm and pulled me on top of him. "You are so sexy! Do you know that?" I could feel my cum covered stomach sticking to his. I smiled down at him, and I kissed his lips.

"I missed you so much." I didn't want to cry, but I felt my eyes fill with tears. Jeremy instantly saw them. "Hey, what's wrong?"

I shook my head. "Nothing. I just missed you. I don't want you to ever go away." He ran his palm over my cheek.




The Nurse Ch. 03



I realized this was the first time I ever got to see his arms. I smiled. "Hey! Nice arms!"

He looked confused, and then he laughed. "Yeah. They are finally starting to return to normal! I am so glad to be rid of those darn casts!"

I rolled off of him, and I laid my head on his shoulder. Jeremy grabbed a blanket and pulled it up over us. He kissed my forehead. "I guess it's safe to say I can stay the night?"

I snuggled closer to him. "You can stay every night for the rest of your life."

****

I woke up, and I noticed it was four in the morning. I rolled over in bed, and I almost screamed when I saw Jeremy laying in my bed!

I felt my cheeks blush as I thought about last night. We ended up making love three more times. I could still feel the sticky wetness against my thighs from being so aroused.

I slid closer to Jeremy, and I laid my head on his stomach. He was sprawled out on his back, and he had kicked the covers off in his sleep.

I stared down at his legs. It was the first time I noticed he wasn't wearing his bandages. "No kidding, Jennifer. He's healed." I told myself.

I ran my finger over the bumps and groves of his scars that covered his thighs. I couldn't believe how much healing had occurred since the last time I saw him.

"Are they ugly?" I jumped a mile when I heard Jeremy's voice.

"No, of course not! I was just checking out how much you healed since the last time I saw you."

His chocolate brown eyes stared at me; questioning, wondering. He pulled me up to him. "Are you upset about my scars?"

I didn't understand his question. "What do you mean?"

He sighed. "Are you going to be o.k. with them?"

I realized he was self conscious with the way his legs look. "Well, your not going to be able to borrow my daisy duke shorts, but I think you'll live."

He laughed and rolled his eyes. "I'm serious. Can you be with a man who is scarred like I am?"

I gave him a hard look. "Jeremy? I don't have to prove myself to you, but yes, I think I already have. I love you Jeremy. I love all of you. Your eyes, your hands, and even your scars. Did it ever occur you, we met because of your accident! Besides, everybody has scars, Jeremy. Yours just happen to be on the outside."

He smiled. He rolled me onto my back, and he climbed on top of me. Jeremy stared down at me, and his smile got even bigger. "So, you love me, huh?"

I gasped. I said it? Oh, I did. I was the first to say it. I felt my cheeks redden. "Maybe...What are you going to do about it?"

He laughed and rolled off the bed. "Hell! Where are you going?" 

Jeremy climbed back on the bed with his hand behind him. He took a flying leap and landed right on top off me.

"Oaf! Are you trying to kill me because I told you I love you?"

He smiled down at me again. He kissed my eyes, my nose, and my lips. "You want to know what I think?"

I rolled my eyes. "My ribs are broke?"

He shook his head. "I think I love you, too. And, I think you should marry me."

I gasped. "Are you serious?"

He climbed off of me, and I watched him as he knelt on my bed. "Jennifer, would you give me the honor of becoming my wife?" Before I could answer, he pulled a black box from out behind his back.

He opened the box, and I noticed a very pretty ring inside of it. My hands flew to my mouth. "Oh my god...oh my god!"

Jeremy grabbed my left hand and slipped the ring on my finger. "Well, yes or no?"

I screamed, "YES!" Jeremy laughed. He laid me back down on the bed. 

I couldn't help but tease him. "So, as husband and wife, do I get to act out all my sick sexual fantasies with you?"

Jeremy laughed. "Yes, for the most part, but we will have to communicate before you try any thing crazy on me."

I pulled him on top of me, and I grabbed his stiffening cock. "It's a deal! For now, I just want to have old fashioned horny sex!"

Jeremy let out a groan. "Again? I think you're trying to kill me before we even make it to the alter!"