Jennifer Taylor was bored. There was nothing good to watch on the TV, and her eyes hurt too much to read. The pretty teenager had been visited by at least a dozen friends and family yesterday, but today no one had come by. To her delight, the nice nurse she had met earlier walked in just then. Maybe she had to time to talk.
"How we doing, Jenny?" said Linda Wells, R.N.
Jennifer flashed her gorgeous smile. "Better now. It was getting boring in here. Are you going to stay for a while?" Jenny thought this nurse was just the sweetest lady. She guessed that Linda was probably in her mid-twenties. The gorgeous nurse didn't wear scrubs like so many other nurses, but wore the more traditional white nurse's dress, which fit tightly on her shapely body. She wore her blonde hair in a bun.
Linda frowned. "Aww, sweetie, I have four other patients I have to see, then I'll be back ok? I just popped in to see how you're feeling."
"Well, I'm ok. Just lonely," Jenny sighed. "Hey, how long is your hair?"
Linda smiled. "Oh about four inches past my shoulders. And you--we're gonna wash all that pretty hair tomorrow, right?"
"Right!" Jennifer grinned. Her own hair was a little longer than Linda's, and soft as silk, like all of her was.
"Ok, sweetie... see you in just a little bit." Linda quickly checked Jennifer's IV, and left.
Jennifer turned slowly onto her side and decided to nap some. The pain still welled up in her back and ribs when she moved. Her terrible fall two days ago seemed like a distant memory other than that. She had been on a ladder, helping paint at a school project when a tree limb had fallen on her and knocked her off the ladder, sending her tumbling to earth.
She had been lucky, she had been told, but didn't feel it: a concussion, a cracked rib, and some evidence that there may be an infection somewhere. That was why she would be here another day, maybe longer, the doctor told her, so they could watch her and make sure nothing dangerous was going on inside.
With the blanket pulled up to her neck (that short hospital gown just didn't keep her warm enough) Jennifer dozed off for a while.
When she woke up an hour later, Linda was pulling the curtain closed on her area, and humming lightly.
"Hi," Jennifer said sleepily.
"Hi hon," Linda said brightly. "Time for your temperature."
"Yup. We have to make sure there's no infection, so we'll be taking your temp several times a day to monitor. If it goes up, that's an indication there may be some infection. Just being careful."
"Ok," Jenny shrugged. She opened her mouth for the thermometer.
"Unh-uh," Linda said with a shake of her head. "Over on your tummy."
"Oh great," Jenny said, rolling her eyes. "What for?"
Linda smiled as she took the glass thermometer out of it's case. "We need to be real accurate with your temp, babe. Oral doesn't give us as good a reading as the ol' fashioned way. Over you go now."
Jenny winced as she turned over, while Linda held the IV tube that fed her. She blushed, knowing the nurse was going to expose her next.
Linda pulled the bedcovers down to her ankles, then took hold of her gown and pulled it up onto her back. Jenny swallowed. A pair of little pink cotton panties was only thing separating her from nakedness.
The lovely teenager laid her head to one side, her dark, silky hair falling around her face.
"I don't want you bending or reaching too much with your rib like that and your IV, so I'll get these," Linda said, calm and professional, as she hooked her fingers into the sides of Jenny's panties. Jenny clamped her lips together as Linda's smooth fingers touched her.
The blonde nurse pulled the panties down over the perfect globes of Jenny's bottom, and worked them down to her mid-thighs. She raised the thermometer to the light, and shook it to make sure the mercury was leveled out. She casually rested her fingertips on one of Jenny's buttocks as she did this.
Linda's calm detachment was contrasted dramatically by the girl on the bed. Having her young body exposed to the beautiful nurse caused anxious tremors in the tender high school student. The anticipation of what was to come was also giving her fits, but there was something exciting about the nurse touching her so lightly, as if her nakedness was at Linda's will, anytime she chose to walk in and de-panty her this way.
Linda said, "Ok, honey, here we go... ," and suddenly snuggled two fingers between her buttocks and pushed the buttocks apart, spreading her to unveil the puckered pink orifice within.
The young brunette tried to swallow the pounding of her heart. She knew that Linda Wells could see the lips of her pussy peeking from the darkness down there, too.
Linda pushed the head of the thermometer in, and Jenny's sphincter muscles closed around it, gripping it tightly. She let out the faintest, almost inaudible whimper as the slender tube entered her.
Linda let go and patted one of Jennifer's butt cheeks softly. "Just lay still for a couple minutes, sweetie. We'll be done in no time."
Jennifer nodded, her eyes closed. She felt a strange, incredible rush of warmth. The way Linda took her panties down and inserted the thermometer, the way she spoke to her, the pet names she used, all made her feel like a little child, so protected... even loved.
She opened one eye and stole a glance back, to see Linda writing something on a clipboard she carried with her.
"Ok," Linda sang. She returned to Jenny' s side, and again, softly laid a hand on one of her buttocks, as if she doing something as natural as straightening up a counter or sewing a button, rather than touching someone so intimately. Her other hand slowly pulled the thermometer out. Jenny swallowed as she felt the slender tube leave her body and sighed as the grip of her tiny sphincter muscles relaxed suddenly.
Linda Wells held the thermometer aloft, and she peered into it intensely. "Looks good, Jenn. No elevated temp. That's good." She smiled at Jenny, and Jenny smiled back.
Linda put the thermometer away and began pulling Jenny's panties back up. She carefully snugged them back up around her hips as Jenny lifted slightly to accommodate her. Again, the young girl felt this new sensation of warmth and comfort as Linda's hands re-dressed her.
"There we go," Linda said as she gently tugged the panties back into place. Then she pulled Jenny's gown back over her. "Four hours from now, we do it again."
"So, we do this every four hours?" Jenny asked.
"Yes, Ma'am," Linda said distractedly, again scribbling the temperature reading on the chart. "Even through the night."
"Mm-kay," Jenny said, trying to sound irritated. But, she wasn't. Not at all.
Linda left, and Jenny leafed through some magazines, then turned the TV back on. There were some funny things on the comedy channel that made her laugh, but she couldn't get her mind off Linda Wells taking her temperature, and she found herself glancing at the clock, counting down the time.
Dinner came at 6:30, and Jenny was hungry, eating everything but the beets. She looked again at the clock as she finished up, and got a delicious thrill in her chest. In only one hour, Linda would be back to take her temperature again. Why couldn't she get this off her mind?
At 7:30, Linda came in. Jenny tried as hard as she could not to act like she was anticipating anything.
"You know what time it is, don't you, Jenny?" Linda asked her.
"Oh, yeah... temperature time," she said, looking through her magazine without looking up. She sighed, put the magazine away, and turned over on her stomach dutifully.
"That's a good girl," Linda said sweetly. Then she pushed the gown up and again worked Jenny's panties down. This time, one of Linda's hands gripped the panties right in the middle of the waistband. When she pulled them down, one of the nurse's knuckles brushed the crack of Jenny's butt almost all the way down. The shapely teenager almost swallowed her pounding heart, as her breath froze.
Linda calmly opened her bottom again, peeling open the smooth cheeks with her thumb and forefinger pushing against the inner walls of her buttocks. Jenny found that her head was spinning lazily, the way it felt when she was on a ferris wheel at the fair, and went to the very top and then started down again. She had to fight to keep from squirming, for this time, she was very aware that her pussy was getting very, very warm, and moist.
Linda pushed the thermometer gently but steadily into her anus. Jenny swallowed, and then panicked suddenly. Could Linda see her moistness? The way she was holding her open, her vaginal lips might part slightly too. Oh god, what if the gorgeous nurse could see the wetness that must surely be there now?
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