Archive-name: Working/er.txt Archive-author: Archive-title: An Emergency Room Expose' There I sat in the ER waiting room while my pal Don had the doctors sew up his torn hand. He went to retrieve a basketball that had bounced too high and hopped the school yard fence one evening in mid summer. When Don scooted up the fence to leap it and reclaim the ball, he slipped, gashing the palm of his left hand deeply. We rushed him to the nearest hospital ER. And I waited with him when the other guys headed home. I never expected the night to end with so much excitement and fulfillment. Here's how it happened. While I sat in the waiting room I could see into the staff lounge area, through a partially opened door, but clearly. One by one the nurses took breaks in the room, grabbing a cup of coffee, a bag of chips, or a coke, which they sat there in a lounge chair and enjoyed. Not too interesting. Until a very sexy young nurse, in a very short white uniform, wearing the usual hospital white stockings and shoes just plopped into the chair, looking frazzled, tense, and unhappy. She had no idea that she was being watched or of what a show she would give me, unknowingly. It was as though she thought she was in her own room at home...in privacy. And it also seems now that she knew a better way to reduce tension than drinking caffeine or eating sugar or salt! First she just closed her eyes, leaned way back in the bulk old chair, spread her legs wide, sort of bracing her heels against the tile floor to hold herself into the chair, and seemed to start a purposeful meditation. That was interesting all by itself. As I watched her troubled expression melted away and her lips became pouty, moving as though she were whispering something to an invisible companion just in front of her. The she began to lick her lips sexily once in a while. And I noted that she was moving her hips seductively in the seat, pumping her legs and ass in the chair...at an increasing tempo. As she moved, she slid her ass forward in the chair, which hiked up her white uniform skirt, revealing that she wasn't in pantyhose. Better than that! She had one stockings and garters, which I would soon learn were connected to a sexy lacy garter belt, covered by sexier bikini sheer white panties. And better still, in a few minutes she hiked up her skirt, pulled down the panties, removing them over her shoes and tossing them into a handy wastebasket as though they were valueless. (I'll tell you, I sure wanted them and would have treasured them as much today as that evening when I was only 17!) When she made that quick movement I only caught a glimpse of her perfect, white thighs above the white stockings, but I did see some dark pubic hair...all too briefly. But I sure got a boner quickly then and had to shift in my chair in the waiting room. I never expected her next move! She kept up her rocking, pumping motion in the chair a while; and then she put her hand under her skirt, obviously reaching for her pussy, oblivious that anyone could be watching her. She fondled her crotch a little while...and then her pumping motion grew faster and more vehement. I had to fight the urge to move my hips in rhythm with hers. I could tell soon that she was finger her cunt, and it nearly made me cum! But she did more than that, she pulled her fingers up out of her juicy twat and sucked each one like they were honey covered. My boner nearly burst out of my pants! Next she put them back under her uniform skit and really began frigging either her cunthole or her clit...as her legs spread wider and wider...until I could look up t he skirt and see her fingers disappearing into her pussy. I was nearly fainting with desire and delight. She pulled her fingers out again, sucked and licked them clean while I stared right at her open cunt, with those beautiful white legs spread away to frame my view. As far away as I was, I could still tell that there was moisture and that her cunt was very juicy. When she put her hand back down, she touched only the top of her pussy, so I concluded that she was massaging her clit. And I must have been right, because in less than a minute, she seemed to pass out in the chair, falling limply back into it, smoothing her skirt back down (Of course this ended my view of her cunt, but I had just cum in my shorts and couldn't take anymore stimulation anyway!) and mellowing out to enjoy the last few minutes of her break. I sort of straightened up in my chair so that I wouldn't end up with a big wet stain at my fly, but I kept my eyes on the nurse, still reclining in the big, bulky, old chair in the staff lounge. Suddenly, she jumped up, probably afraid that she had dozed off for longer than she was allowed. I took in again how beautiful she was in that short white uniform, that only she and I knew covered her bare bottom, a garter belt and those sexy white nurse's hose, but no panties. And as though she knew for the first time that she was watched, she looked my way. She wasn't really startled. She did seem to deliberately assess me as though she wondered how long I had been looking into the little rest area during her break or how long I had sat there admiring her legs. Her curious look, the perplexed expression on her face, made me smile. And when I smiled, she did too...seemingly at ease. I figured that would be the last I ever saw of her. But this sexy little nurse had another surprise or two in store for me. She walked out of the break room and headed straight through the door toward me. She had straightened her uniform too and had the crisp look of a professional young nurse...right out of nursing school. But she looked like a picture book nurse...a model used on a magazine! She was a knockout! And she strode right up to me, stuck out her hand and said, "Hello, I'm Janet. You've had the chance to watch me, I think; and I deserve a treat in return! You did watch what I was doing in the past ten minutes, didn't you, you naughty boy?" I swallowed hard, blushed, but didn't let go of her hand, which felt so warm and lovely. "Yes, I did; I'm sorry. I just couldn't look away!" I hung my head, not meaning a word of it, but somewhat embarrassed that she had caught me. I felt that I had betrayed her somehow. She squeezed my hand and responded, "It's really all right. (She paused, stared into my face, sized me up from sneakers to rumpled hair, dirty jeans, and sweaty t-shirt, still holding my hand firmly.) I just want something in return for the great show that you witnessed. I might have done better if I knew you were watching, but I had a wonderful time myself. I needed to relax and distract myself. We just had a man die in the ER that we couldn't save. I usually cry and get very tense when that happens, so I release the pain and tension...the way you watched me. (She paused again.) Sometimes it works and I feel relieve. This time, it didn't quite make it. I need some more attention, much more attention and TLC when I get off this shift in two hours. (Pause again.) Do you know how to give a woman TLC?" I barely got the drift of what she was after, when she dropped my hand, looked disappointed, and started to walk away...slowly. I spoke up loudly then and quickly, "Yes. I know what to do for a lady. I can give you tender, loving, care (I was showing off my knowledge of the TLC abbreviation.). I'd love to relax you when you leave work. Just tell me where to meet you." She said, "Right here! (She paused again) At 10 PM!" "I'll run home and shower and be back to get you then," I started to say when she cut me off. "Oh, no, don't shower," she cut in. "I want you just as you are, dirty hands from ball-playing, and all. I'll clean you up when I'm ready...and you'll get to bathe me too." She took my hand again and seemed to wait for me to say something more. That's when I realized what a dope I had been; I hadn't yet told Janet my name! "I'm HAL." She released my hand, smiled, and walked smartly back into the ER...as my dick began to rise to another solid hardon! In about ten more minutes, DON came back out, looking beat from the treatment he endured while they stitched up his hand. I said, "Come on, Don; I'll walk you home. We'll call it a night!" (Some friend I was, lying like that! I just wanted to get him out of the way.) In a half hour I was back in the waiting room, feeling self-conscious in my dirty, athletic clothes; but I wasn't going to do anything other than what JANET told me to. If she wanted a sweaty boyfriend, I was her man. If she wanted me to bathe her, I was her man. In fact, if she had asked me to go through the wastebasket with my teeth into which she threw her bikini panties to get them out again, I would have been her man too! I laughed at myself, thinking those thoughts; but my hardon kept coming back every few minutes with similar delicious thoughts. So I picked up a couple of dull magazines and read until I dozed off for what seemed a few minutes. When I awoke, a gentle hand on my shoulder was rocking me a wake. I woke with a big smile...for JANET, who was smiling back at me...the way a steady girlfriend admires her hero when he walks off the basketball court after a big win. She put her arm around my waist too, like a regular girlfriend; and began steering me toward the employee entrance to leave the hospital. Before I could ask where she lived, s he said, "We can walk to my apartment. And we're lucky tonight, both my roommates are just starting shift now! We won't be disturbed until morning...if you can stay over. (She paused again and I decided stay silent, hoping she might think I was a little more sophisticated and mature. But JANET surprised me by continuing:) I'm going to fuck your ass off tonight. You'll be lucky to last until morning." She laughed and added, "You may go running home to your mother before I finish with you!" And she laughed again, but held my hand warmly...and felt friendly, just right, as though we had been friends for years, even though she seemed to be about five years older than me. About a block later, she put her head on my shoulder, then turned to blow gently into my ear and whisper, "I need you badly, darling. I really need you,HAL." And then we were climbing the steps to a third floor apartment in a neat, clean building; and my heart was racing, but not from the stairs! Once we were inside, she turned and french kissed me long and hard, her tongue searching my entire mouth. I was glad that I had at least rinsed it out with a coke during my wait. What a kisser she was, grinding her hips against mine with passion as we kissed. I loved the scent of her hair, the feel of her uniform, the firmness of her youthful woman's body, the taste of her mouth, the surging passion I sensed from her. And then I remember that she didn't have on panties. "Oh my god!" popped out of my mouth with that thought, against my will. JANET laughed again, thinking, I guess, that her lust had scared the remark out of me. I laughed too, and squeezed her to me for another long kiss, but now my hands reached for her fine ass, which I took in both hands as I held her grinding hips against mine. She had to have felt my cock, swollen, and longing to escape from my pants...and into her pussy. "Sit down in this chair, HAL." she said. I'm going to strip for you...at least down to my hose and ...? Then you'll strip naked for me...slowly...letting me look at YOU from every angle. You owe me a good show...and I want to see what you can do with that big cock of yours before you slip it into me! (The very thought of all that nearly made me cum again, but I certainly didn't want to waste one more ejaculation in my pants when I had a woman like JANET at hand!) And that's when her show began. She removed her nurses cap and unpinned her beautiful, brown, long hair which fell over her shoulders and halfway down her back, thick and lustrous...making her look absolutely glamorous...like women in hair product ads in women's magazines. Slowly she unbuttoned her uniform...very slowly to tease me...letting me catch glimpses of a white bra as the top opened. When she had it completely unbuttoned, she spread it wide open, the way we joke about men exposing themselves in their raincoats; but I got the greatest view of the most perfect body anyone ever got. She was gorgeous. Her tits looked like perfect 36Cs in cups of pure white satin, just about contained, but ready for release from the bra. Her belly was flat, firm, and athletic. Her legs were sensational in the garter belt and white stockings. Her feet were petite. Her muff looked...?...?...perfect is the only word to use! Jet black pubic hair in the smallest little triangle just covered the pussy's nest. Her thighs were a smooth highway driving right up to it. And then she slowly turned to show me her back and equally perfect buns! I wanted her more than any other woman I've ever known in my whole life! I still do! While her back was to me she unsnapped the bra...turning slowly around again and slower still lowering it from her breasts...to reveal erect nipples of the most perfect tan and texture...that the first drops of precum oozed from my cock. There we stood in the living room of JANET's little apartment, feeling as sexy as two people can feel, a whole night ahead of us, hot for one another. I couldn't imagine anyone wanting someone more than I wanted JANET, however. She was in only her garter belt and white nurse's stockings, her beautiful little ass revealed for all the world to see, her pert 36C breasts available to delight my hands, fingers, lips, and tongue! What more could a 17-year-old boy want? I was ready for paradise! And JANET was about to deliver it to me...with a perfect woman's body. I took her in my arms for another passionate, deep kiss, which she seemed to return with all her heart. She pressed her body against me with absolute passion, rubbing her hips harder against me than she had rubbed them against the chair in the ER when she was warming up for this opportunity and then she stopped it all...almost cold! She sat on the couch and said, "Now you need to strip naked for ME! I want to watch you take your clothes off and show me your dick, your ass, and your whole body. I want to watch you massage your magic wand and let me see those balls hanging down! Act dirty for me! I'm going to be your slut tonight; and I want you to become my male whore. So strip, you sexy whore! Show JANET what you have for her! S-l-o-w-l-y, HAL, slowly! And I did. I don't know where my savvy came from, but I played it cool, following her suggestion. I sat down in a dining room chair and casually removed one shoe then the other...then my sweat socks...then very slowly pulled my tee shirt over my head, making my muscles look their best. That's when I decided to stroll around the apartment in my jeans, slowly, letting JANET enjoy my shoulders, arms, and back. She took me in like a cat watching a fish in a bowl! She was hot and her nipples told me so. I could tell that she also wanted to touch her pussy again as she had in the ER; but she held back. So I undid my belt and let my jeans drop to the floor. I stood there in my jockey shorts, turned to show her my firm buns; and walked over to stand right in front of her on the couch. I pulled the jockey briefs down right in front of her, let my boner pop right out, just about a foot from her face. She licked her lips as it did and swallowed hard...with lust. I wrapped my hand around my dick a nd began to stroke it very slowly...teasing her...and quickly bringing a drop of precum to its head. She kept licking her lips and unconsciously began to finger her pubic hair...and then her clit, spreading her legs wider and wider on the couch. She wa s slipping down into the same posture I had seen her take in the break room at the ER, hours earlier. She seemed hypnotized by my cock and the rhythm of my stroking. So I stopped. I slowly turned around to show her my firm ass; then I began to stroke my wiener again, pumping my hips so she'd know that I was still jerking off. She was up and off the couch in less than a second. She glued herself to my back, her arms around my chest, kissing my neck, blowing in my ears, saying, "Take me, HAL. FUCK ME! PLEASE FUCK ME! I need you so. Please, fuck me NOW! NOW! NOW!" But I wanted to taste her first. I picked her up in my arms, carried her to a bed, and she directed me to her own in the second bedroom. I laid her out spread eagle on the bed and knelt beside her wide-spread thighs to begin kissing her pubes, her thighs, he outer cuntlips, then her clit, and finally deep inside her pussy. I loved the taste of her musky cunt, probably muskier than usual because she had finger-fucked herself in the ER break room. I couldn't get enough of her cunt...and my cock kept insisting to my brain, "Fuck her now! Put me in her cunt! " SO I STOPPED AND FUCKED HER PUSSY WITH ALL MY STRENGTH, thinking that I'd cum in seconds. Instead JANET clutched my dick with such power in her cunt, that juicy as she was, I couldn't shoot. She urged me to pump in and out faster with the motions of her legs. I wanted to explode. I couldn't. She had some magic control of my penis. BUT I LOVED IT. Then JANET rolled us over on the bed and began fucking me. Then she raised herself to a sitting position on my cock and really took control, raising and lowering herself at just the speed to please her pussy. To add to that, she began to finger her clit and moan, to lick her cum off her fingers and to do it again, as I had watched her do it at the ER. Only this time, my wand was inside her hot cunt...and it began to shoot. I felt like a fucking firehose! I started to squirt jism and just couldn't stop. I quivered and felt it shoot. I shook against my will and shot some more fluid from my balls. She squeezed me inside her cunt, and I shot even more. She pumped up and down and worked even more cum out of me into her pussy. She was going to drain me...even as she was cumming from playing with her clit and feeling my jets of semen in her vagina. It was paradise, but more wonders followed that too. I'll tell you about them in the next episode: JANET TAKES HAL TO HEAVEN. --