medical practice sex story
The next evening I answered a knock on the door and Nancy barged in. “Well, don’t just stand there, get your clothes off!” were her first words, as soon as I’d closed the door again. Debbie and I had been watching television. I stared at her open-mouthed and looked at Debbie. She was still lounging on the couch but was looking our way but far from protesting, she had an expectant look on her face.
“Quickly,” hissed Nancy. I don’t know what made me do it but I did it. Quickly, too. Soon I was standing nude by the door. Nancy had walked over and sat on the couch next to Debbie where I had been.
“Come closer and stand next to that table,” Nancy added, indicating a spot about six feet from them. They watched me walk over. Nancy was stealing glances at the TV and was soon asking Debbie about the show.
She looked back toward me for several seconds. “Good,” she said and looked back at the TV. “He *is* getting better about it,” she added to Debbie after a little while. Debbie stole glances at me and I thought I detected a smirk.
And I couldn’t help it. Yes, I was getting hard again. It was so weird and I wondered about myself.
“Interesting,” said Nancy when she looked back at me. She smiled, stood up, and walked past me. She came back with my briefs and held them out.
I took them. “Take care of yourself right here, using those to prevent a mess.” I stared at her. “It’s nothing! You think nurses don’t know how men’s bodies work? Do it!” I still stared.
She put it on my cock, wrapping it around the end and pushed my hands so one was holding my cock and the other was holding the folded underpants on the head. Then she walked back to the couch and sat down. “We’re waiting,” she added.
I stood there. Soon I was doing it. I was breathing harder. Standing up made me feel it in my head more. I was coming. I came. They were both watching me.
“He’s definitely getting better about it,” said Nancy. “Hold it ’til you know you’re done,” she added and I just stood there.
A few minutes later she added, “OK, take those away and put on some fresh ones.” I left immediately.
“That was *amazing*,” Debbie whispered in my ear that night. But what immediately followed was *more* amazing.
