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That Sweetness Lasted All Day
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That Sweetness Lasted All Day  Monday was like most other Mondays, but with a difference. The factor that separated this Monday from all others was the prelude that had occurred the night before. Sunday night was the occasion of a rare treat, a night with my "forbidden fruit" lover at his house. It was a night that had been planned for weeks and the anticipation of it had honed to a fine edge the double edged sword that pierced the reality of our romantic tryst. One edge of the sword was the desire that had been sharpened all week with the texts and messages that flew back and forth between us, promising not one, but maybe several nights in a row that could be full of passion and sexual abandon. The other edge of the sword was the temporal nature of our affair. The departure, only hours earlier, of his co-vivant girlfriend, lent an air of urgency,and secrecy to our meeting. She would return at the end of the week. But this night was ours. And it would be fun and full of pleasure, as it always was. It was already late in the evening when he texted me that he was ready and I embarked on my trip to his home. When I arrived, he opened the garage door and I parked my car next to his. As I stepped out of my car, I smiled as I savored the welcome sight of him,<b> barefoot </font></b>and clad only in a silky robe and one of the luscious thongs I had given him just a few weeks ago. His cock was barely contained in the lime green fabric and the contours of his erection were seductively apparent. And lime was my favorite popsicle flavor! Yummmy. I had carefully chosen my outfit. I was wearing a tight-fitting short white dress over a white corset and garter belt with white stockings. As I adjusted the white nurse's hat on my head I whispered to him "I'm from the VNNA. The Visiting Naughty Nurses Association". I then explained that I was there to assess a patient with a disturbing phallic condition, an erection that would not cease and desist. Hmmmm. I knew of a cure for this. Did he know of such a patient? Identifying himself as the patient, he then followed my instructions to strip. Of course, dutiful nurse that I was, I whipped out my stethoscope and auscultated the turgid member. Good circulation, no bruits. Very good signs that the condition could be treated. Well, we'd better adjourn to the "treatment room" upstairs forthwith! It was quite warm in the room, so I had to take off the dress (white corset and stockings duly noted and appreciated by the patient) and immediately began to apply all my manual and oral skills to assure that the erection had reached its optimal critical mass. Sometimes a condition had to get worse before it could get better! Well, soon it was also clear that the expulsion chamber had to be prepared for the poor tortured phallus. This time it was the patient's turn to apply all of HIS manual and oral skills to thoroughly lubricate the chamber. And it was done quite expertly, I must say. I just love a treatment plan that employs a team approach! And although the treatment interval was very protracted, neither patient nor nurse ever uttered a single syllable of complaint. Other syllables were uttered ("eat my pussy please..", "well yes, since you asked so nicely...") but these were very therapeutic in nature. We employed (and enjoyed) several techniques and positions to effect the treatment plan, but the rear entry of the affected member into its warm and very wet chamber proved to be the most efficacious. The patient was cured. And the nurse was as pleased as punch. It was wonderful and amazing to wake up Monday morning next to my patient. I love morning wood. We enacted some of the treatment plan from the previous night. Note to self: next time naughty nurse needs to remember the chux pads (although towels worked initially) and posey restraints (although this time the patient was not combative and quite cooperative!). Sweet. A few hours later, as my swollen tush (exquisitely and deliciously so!) perched upon my chair (slightly sideways) in the REAL clinic, one of the ER docs came around to give all the nurses on the unit a long stemmed rose. It was some kind of a nurse appreciation gesture and he looked so handsome in his "navy whites" (he was also a volunteer doctor on the Merchant Marine training vessel and wore his dress uniform for the occasion. I love a man in uniform...especially if he gives me a rose!). My rose was white. A white rose is emblematic of purity, innocence and sweetness. Nurses in white. Roses to remind me. |
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It was quite an evening... didn't know someone could cum so many times... sure made my ego feel good... lol... This is what i was wering when she got there...
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What can I say except "DITTO"... it was quite a night... 
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7/11/2012 2:39 pm |
It was quite an evening... didn't know someone could cum so many times... sure made my ego feel good... lol... This is what i was wering when she got there...
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7/10/2012 5:06 pm |
What can I say except "DITTO"... it was quite a night...
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