[Mostly non fiction]

My follow-up visit to a doctor in a hospital quickly became a rush to the E.R., where I was prodded for six hours of tests. They found nothing, but I did. My young, pretty, and sexy admitting nurse flattered me with her extra attention. She was quick to greet me and take some history and symptoms. I was quick to notice how slim yet curvy she was, dressed all in black. Even her exploded, curly locks were jet black. Something about her face was so appealing, even with her somber, all-business expressions. If only I had a chance with her. If only she had a fetish about older men.

Carree was in and out of my room often, paying a bit more attention than just admitting. She came back to ask more questions, check on me, and stare at the monitors. It was during one of those monitor checks that she lit me up. My left hand was on my side rail when she came in and stared at the monitor on my right side. She didn’t just lean against my rail, but hard against my hand — with her groin.

Being several years older than she, I tried to pull my hand away to not embarrass that beautiful and sexy woman, but she leaned harder against it, trapping it so I’d have to yank with great force to break her grip on me. When I felt her lean harder against my hand, I felt the intense heat of her groin through her slacks; my dick twitched, my eyes rolled back, and I felt a rush I haven’t felt in years.

Carree’s serious expression betrayed a slight smile as she stared at the result of her actions on my heart rate on the monitor. Hope rose in my heart, and I let my hand nestle in her crotch. My cock tented my blue shorts as my breath rate increased, and I dared to take a risk. I chose not to hide my stiff affection for her. She was still staring up at the monitor when I flexed my fingers and explored her pussy.

Her hot labia were obviously swollen and cherubic to my touch. When I pressed against her slit, I felt her hard clit shaft and followed it up from behind her sensitive glans for two plus inches to her pubic mound. It felt like a steel cable. I groaned at the erotic pleasure and imagined filling her with my fingers and tongue. Her pretty blue eyes stayed looking up as she shifted her hips to press and shift her clit, as she used my fingers to Jill off.