Robert Vickers

Doctor_s naughty helpers

CHAPTER ONE

She thrust out her boobs to make sure the doctor couldn't miss the way her nipples pressed into the starched uniform. Not content with taunting Dr. Carson in just one way, the nurse crossed her legs and gave the man a glimpse of her white stock-clad thighs. That brief flash of tender, firm thigh would be more than enough to give him a raging hard-on, she was certain.

Jill Maynard was right. She saw the sweat begin to bead on Dr. Carson's forehead. In a few minutes, he would be horny enough to leap across the desk, rip her uniform off and fuck the hell out of her. That pleased her. She was going to get when she wanted.

"So you see, Miss Maynard," the doctor said unconvincingly, "that isn't as easy as you seem to think. Hiring new personnel is a matter properly placed before the Board of Directors."

"But a nurse's aide isn't a major expenditure. Try it as a temporary program. A trial program."

"I assume you have someone in mind?"

"Sure. Her name is Suzanne Abbott, a friend of my sister. But that isn't really important, is it? I mean, if you do hire her, you'd want me to give you a full report."

"Yes, uh, in depth report," he muttered. Then his eyes snapped back to the nurse's green eyes. Her jade colored eyes danced with merriment. He dropped his gaze to those hypnotic tits of hers. The way they swayed to and fro gave his cock the jitters. It pulsed and throbbed every time the woman moved. Those big boobs were so inviting. He would love to shove them into his mouth and suck like hell.

And why didn't she wear a bra? That was hospital regulation. And he could understand why, now. This was too damned distracting. If she entered an operating room looking like that – even with one button undone to display the flare of snowy white titflesh – the doctor would lose his concentration and could kill the patient. And all because one nurse had really nice tits.

She crossed her legs and Dr. Carson felt as if he was going to blow his wad. He hated himself for reacting like this. It was as if he were a teenaged kid looking to get his first piece of ass. She excited him. He felt his cock straining hard against the prison of his trousers. He nervously rubbed his finger across his chin, wanting to pull his prick out and stroke it, but not daring to.