Nightshift seductions

Working night shift is not only gregarious but a necessary shift. I posses the uncontrollable urge to sunbathe. Nestled in a remote corner of my yard where I can lazily toss my top to the side exposing my supple breasts to the comforts of the sun. So, when I say that the night shift is necessary, I deem it necessary for the erasure of my tan lines.

However, the night shift is also the shift that has the most 'uncontrolled' personalities grouped into one place. It is no wonder that uncontrolled flirting and adultery sows it's little seeds. Even the most loved wives and doctors need intimate companionship when the wee hours whisper for their special talents.

That's why I volunteer for the night shift........to be the solid embrace for a heart that needs a nurses special touch.

That special doctor. The 30 something year old handsome doctor. The articulate hands that keep you mesmerized while you diligently attempt to complete your work. The doctor that comes out at 2 in the morning in the same scrubs you are wearing. And the same one that overlooks your simple mistakes but, instead, steals you aside and shares with how he wants it done........


Eyes of Persuasion

Why does he wink at me like that? I can't concentrate. I can't focus. I am in a total daze of confusion. I find myself losing my place on my notes in just one quick glance across the nurses' station. I imagine accidentally ending up in an empty room with him as he tidies up from a patients' room. Then the butterflies get to me. What if he makes a move? Would I cheat on my husband? Would a kiss be that bad? Oh, but only a kiss? I can already feel the quivers. Those quivers that you feel from your first French kiss. Your real 'French kiss'. I tremble nervously at the mere possibility of an 'accidental' touch on the way out to the next room.

The primordial urge that surges in me is a total surprise. It happens so fast! Starting as an "atta girl", "good job", and "where would your patients be without you" and ending with the warm, strong hand of the owner of the sea of green eyes placed boldly on the back of my head. My lips find themselves pressed, oh so sensually, next to his. I feel the dampness heat my thighs.

Oh, I know this stolen moment will end too soon. I hear my name being echoed down the hall. How I long for his tumescent member that is throbbing near my soul.

I find myself yearning yet again a stolen glance from those mesmerizing eyes of emeralds.

Sinful innuendos

I hate to admit it, but I failed today. I clocked in this morning with every innocent thought I could muster. There he was, again, sitting at the ledge going over his morning list. That damn wink and good morning. Small talk. Gotta make small talk. But, of course, my small talk is suppressed with the uncontrollable blushing in my cheeks. "Good morning" and "How are you"? I can not fucking believe that is all I could say. I go back to report with the memory of his cock pressed next to me.......

I don't have a clue what was said during report. I took my assignment and went to get my chart. Damn, he was still there. I had to busy myself....and quick. A hundred different ideas were racing through my mind on how to find time with him alone behind the curtain of my comatose patient. Oh, how easy it could have been......

Instead, as I painstakingly shaved my poorly groomed patient, I fantasized. I could still hear him giving orders at the nursing station. That smooth voice. That gentle chuckle. I yearned for him to be in the room with me.

I've never really been good at transposing my thoughts onto a stranger, but as I leaned across this sleeping body to shave him, he is all I saw. I know that my breast slid across his chest. I know my cleavage would have been staring him straight in his face. And, I know, my slender neck was close enough to smell. Had his hands not been restrained, I would have given in to what surely would have been a purely sinful moment.

A code blue was unfortunately called at the end of my shift. And, as doctors do, they respond. As I was doing my skillfully trained CPR, he saunters into the room. He offers to take my place over the fragile sternum of the patient. Was it my imagination? No, it couldn't have been. Yes, that was definitely his hand sliding across my breast.....

The inner child wins again

Being called off from work the past few days have been difficult. My fantasies have reached a new level of vividness, and I catch myself touching my love areas at all times of the day. I want to see Doc.....hear his voice....gaze into those mesmerizing eyes........I want to feel the surge of energy from his meticulous hands......mmmmmmmmm

He was in the unit on the last day I worked, but since he wasn't on my case, all I could do was stare. It had already been a few days since I had seen him, and I starved for his attention......I yearned for it.......craved to taste it.........bathe in it.....in him

I knew I had to be cunning and quick.........For I knew my stolen moments would have to natural and unnoticed..........Oh, what he does to my insides.

My legs are like jelly as I ease my way to the x-ray box where he is studying the growing tumors of a 40 year old's cat scan.

As sorrowful as I was for this patient, I could not ignore my desires. I could not turn my focus from those piercing eyes.......the eyes that mirrored my own lust. But as electric eels that slither from their predators, his hand sent thunderous shivers throughout my being as he placed it on the small of my back.........Just a simple touch, but it left an indescribable absence once removed.

As the heat radiated and warmed my thighs, our moment was over. I was left with the memory of the inferno weltering inside....the wetness a mounting heat creates.........a feeling I would have to explore alone.....

Thrust

Thrust......that word has stuck in my head all day. So many yummy thoughts that penetrate my imagination with that one word.....thrust.......thrust......this is why........

My dream has saturated my every thought since waking.......a dream that has consumed my every moment.......every conscience attempt to erase it has been in vain........

I had only seen him a few times.......a nurse extern.......those that are still in nursing school gaining real world experiences in a hospital setting......My hospital setting.

He was tall with a large muscular frame, baby blue eyes and sun washed hair. I enjoyed his company. A brilliant flash of his smile was intoxicating and made your knees give ever so gently under your weight. He lathered me with compliments until my mind was soapy with thoughts of him.

We hurried from patient to patient, he staying diligently behind every footstep I made. He asked questions and listened intently with a hypnotizing gaze.

We cared for our critically ill patients....hung blood products, took assessments, charted vital signs. It is at this moment that thrusting envoured my mind.......

As I wrote in my nurses notes, I could see him from the corner of my eye. He was watching me, but he was unaware that I could see him. He stood very still, almost hidden by the massive amounts of IV pumps. His hand cups his crotch. He definitely had his hands full. As I watched him, I became aware of my own breathing, stance, and movements. If he was going to watch me, I wanted to give him a show.

As he stroked his obvious bulge, I leaned over the patient in a way that exposed my cleavage enough for him to steal a peek.....if he wanted. I could see him rubbing his cock. I caught his eye and seduced him with a smile of mischievous intentions.

I tell him not to stop. I want to see what he has to offer. No one will bother us.

He loosens the tie to his scrubs and reaches inside. He frees his cock from inside his boxers and begins to stroke slowly up and down his thick shaft.

I stick my hands inside the V-neck of my top pulling my full breasts from their lacy harness. My tiny nipples quickly harden. I trace the outline with my tongue and slowly pull at my nipple rings with my teeth.

I watch as he makes rhythmic stroking actions up and down his cock.

Slow and steady at first.......enjoying every moment......but as I continue to fondle myself, his fist works harder and faster........leaving me with an aftertaste of sex in my mouth........drooling wanting more.

He moans he wants to cum. I'm the encouraging cheerleader and chant.......I want to see you..........I dare you!!!!

Oh.......you naughty bitch! he declares between clinched teeth.

I continue to circle my nipples with my tongue. My free hand finds the space moistening between my legs and explore my own sweet wetness......

I can tell that was his breaking point. With one last tight squeeze and deep growl resonating from somewhere deep within........cum sprays all over the wall and floor.

Mmmmmmm........I whisper.

As I bend down beside him with a wet cloth to help him clean his load, I can't help but giggle a little. He grabs me gently by the back of my hair and turns me towards him.

.........You naughty, naughty bitch.

........I rub my groggy eyes to try and eliminate the visions of my young blonde stallion.....His thick cock.......his creamy load........ I so desperately wished my dream was of Doc.... to ease the ache of my wet pussy..........

6-6-6

That was purely a shift from hell that day. A day that left my body stiff from the physical and emotional toll. I cried. I smiled. I yelled.........then I melted.

My rope had been frayed and my spirit stomped. I had not seen my doctor for 2 weeks. I was longing for his companionship, his glance. I wanted that brief interaction that left me longing for more.....the interaction that let me bare my job.

But where was he?

I've called his office. I've paged. I used my sexiest voice on his voicemail.

But the demons that be, bellowed over my day. My fingers acted as if my prints were laced with poison. I could feel my veins turn rigid and my blood harden. I want to scream!!!! I want to cry!!! I want to hide.

As insanity subsides.....I gather my thoughts in a secluded room. I pull out my dainty pink make-up bag. I carefully cover each crack and line.....smoothing my face into a smile. I conceal the circles masking my torture. A shiny gloss plumps my lips......

There....

Composure......

A moment of peace......

......my knees go weak.......

His voice echos in my ears........my insides tighten.......my mouth moistens........I feel my voice leave me.

He's here......

I straighten my hair and leave m hidden fortress.

My body crashes into him. The full force causes my breast to crush into his chest.

He speaks to me, but I am speechless.......I part my lips but no sound.

As quickly as the moment allows, he kisses me. I taste the sweetness of the sugary donuts......the sweetness of the moment.....

I know I only have a second to remember this embrace.....this second kiss......I melt into him as I can still hear the demons soar in the unit.....

Pending Absence

Our time is short.........he whispers in my ear.
For a moment I felt my heart sink........
I can't cry in front of him........I can't let him know of the void he will leave.
His hand cradles mine........we have some time he whispers quietly.

My patient is ill......gravely........he can't hear us.

With ploring eyes I plead him to stay.......not just for the six more months........forever.
I want to be the one leaving.......the one that says goodbye.

As softly as a fairy's wing.......his hand grazes my cheek.
Tears begin to well.

"Oh, Baby......don't"

"I'm sorry.......I don't..........."

I am quietened with a hushed, "ssshhhhhhhh"

His fingers burn an impression on my lips........only to be replaced by his.

Soft at first.......followed by a fervor.

Our position careful not to move to fast......to cause too much commotion.......to bring attention to those outside the curtain.

My heart races and my mind numbs.........I must savor this kiss........the number will be counted now.......

I nestle my face into the crook of his neck......drinking in his smell.....chiseling into memory.

He runs his hand through my long blonde hair.......grazing the small of my back.......and whisping past my ass before bringing it back to face.

He cradles my face.......kisses me once more........deeply this time.......leaving his taste in mine.

Passion stirs deep inside........him and me.

My own wetness begins to saturate as I can feel his manhood press into me...........oh, how I want to free his cock from his pants..........to love it........to feel it in my mouth.......my pussy........throbbing inside me............but, I have my kiss.

I pull away just as the tears begin again........"I can't right now"

"I wish I could take you with me........" he whispers........showing the glistening in his own eyes

"We still have some time........" I assure him.

The Pleasure.......forevermore

Forevermore I want my doctor's hands.....his embrace.....
His Heat

.......forevermore

Slowly churning

yearning

deep inside

my heart fills quietly

the fear subsides

a touch

a glance

my soul quivers

graciously accepting

your hand touching

eyes of radiance

illuminate my soul

quieten the hunger

that rages there so

sweep me silently

upon your arms

and lay me gently

under the stars

take me quick

before the passion

fades

steal my love

to you I

implore

.......forevermore

The Dance

The music vibrated my ears......if you watched, you could see your drink sway in its on way to the beat.

The music paused and the singer mumbled into the microphone......introducing the next song no doubt.

As the first cords reverberated and the recognition of the song came to life......he reached his hand out to me.

"Wanna dance?"

The truth, I didn't want to sit down. I wanted my body painted next to his!

Coyly I shake my head and take his offered hand.

Leading me to the dance floor, my heart quickened.

As the band bellows a flawless performance of Lips of an Angel, he warms the small of my back with his hand.......leaving traces of embers flowing under my skin.

One touch sets my body aflame.

Slowly he eases my body into him causing my breast to gently crush into his sports coat.

My left hand rests gingerly on his shoulder.

Softly he tilts my chin towards him.....causing me to stare into his eyes.

I can see worlds in those eyes......memories and mystery.

He holds me in a trance as our bodies move as one on the dance floor.......oblivious to the others around us.

My body melts into his......I can feel him......I can feel all of him.

His hunger for me grows, and I can feel the heat press against me.

He leans into me....."I want you"

The whisper, the breath, the warmth........my pussy tightens and yearns for his touch.....his thrust.

Lightly his finger runs over my lips making my knees go weak.

As he supports me in his arms he asks.......

"Do you think your husband will mind that we are dancing?"

The Second Waltz

The raindrops pelted my window.

I sat motionless in my car.

I was stirred to reality when he tapped on my window.

As I turned towards him.....the sun caught his eyes.

Copper specks reflect back at me.

I begin to melt like snowflakes on eyelashes.......

My window purrs as it rolls down enough for him to gain entrance.

"You look beautiful. I always loved you in white........dressed with a hint of satin."

"Thank you......" I look down quickly. My palms wrestle with themselves.

" I wanted to bring you something."

Delicately he hands me a package......with brown package paper and simple strings.

My eyes well with tears.

My heart aches for him.

I just want to be near you........to smell you once again.........

To dance once again with the moon on my wings.

As the tears stream down my face......he whispers for me to open it........

His elbows invade their way into my space.

I pull lightly on the blue sash of the present........the delicate whiskers of a kitten emerge.

He leans in and kisses me deeply.......allowing me to linger and taste fully the sweet mouth.

Reluctantly I pull away......

"I will call him Doc......"

The Phone Call

The shrill ring of the phone snaps me back to the moment........
I sit quietly in the bay window watching the rain fall.
I am propped on melancholy and memories.
My body still tingles from your touch.......
A stolen moment under the stars.

The persistent ringing echos again!
Snapping my attention once more.

Unknown number......

But the ringing won't stop.

"Hello?"

"Hello" answers back.......

My heart races!

I know that voice......that hypnotizing melody.

"Doc?"

"Are you alone?"

Yes I mumble back.....my voice catching in the back of my throat......imploring his call.

I squeeze my eyes closed so I can visualize his eyes.....lips as he speaks to me. I reach out for the kitten that is curled in the corner of the window. The kitten named Doc.

You know my time is short he reminds me.......my mind takes me back to the day he told me he was leaving.......and I squeeze them shut once more as tears begin to well.

"You have intoxicated me.......when I am near you, I am drunk. When I am apart, your image is all I see. When I kiss another's lips, there is no sweetness. My body is cold from the remembrance of our dance. You must be a part of me.........I must own you."

My breathing is quick and my mind is blurry.

The suppression of feelings........about to be explored?

I drop the handset........

The Kiss

As the phone dangled.......I walked out the door.

Blindly I drove to work.

I know where he called from.

I recognized the echo of his office phone.

I have called that number many times.........

Secretly I make my way up the back stairs.

I see him......

He sees me.

Slowly I slide past the partially opened door of the xray room and wait inside.

The door cautiously pushes opened and then back shut almost instantly.

The automatic locks click as the XRAY IN USE light illuminates.

My keys fall to the floor.....but I don't hear them.

With my back against the wall, he takes my breath away.

His mouth covers mine and the sweet taste inside slips in.

His hands warm my cheeks and his tongue explores mine.

My hands firmly holds his ass as I press him close to me.......hoping to sear an imprint of his body onto mine.

Hungrily he releases my face and pulls my shirt off exposing more of me.

With a quick snap, my bra falls helpless off my shoulders releasing my soft mounds.

As if starving, he sucks my nipples and nibbles them to perfect erection.

Holding me against the wall so I do not fall.........

My moans and purrs feeding him.......

His teeth releases the drawstring of my pants.....loosening just enough.

His mouth returns to mine as he slides his hand down my belly, across my nether lips, and into my waiting pussy.

My pussy clamps down tight almost cumming on touch........the longing brimming and dripping.

Slowly he enters more fingers as my pubic bone rests in the palm of his hand.........His fingers FUCK ME.

As he thrusts my pussy, he tastes my neck leaving a trail as hot as lava.

His whispers are heavy and leaves me panting even more.

"As the roses bloom in summer, I wait to bloom in you. As the rain falls in spring, I thirst for the wetness"

As a final thrust from his hand, my clit ignites, my body caves, and I collapse. As my pussy cums around his fingers, I fall into him faint.

He catches me with his kiss.......

The Day After

I dug in deep.....I dug in deep to stay grounded for the rest of the day. I wanted to cave....to give in.....to shout to all.

But I must remain silent.

I must place our passion hidden and out of sight......

My body continues to yearn for more......for more of him!

I concentrated hard to stay focused on my patient......I had to.

I poured myself into my job, blocking out what was happening around me.

A soft whisper.........

I did not see him sit beside me.

I feel my insides melt.

Deep breath in....I hold on to my composure.

Good Morning.....I whisper back, knowing my cheeks are heated and flushed.

I stare at my nurse's notes and him at the chart......but the intensity is electrifying.........

Under my breath.....I purr.......

"My pussy remembers.....remembers your touch. My heart remembers.....remembers your words. My soul remembers......remembers the ignition. You have left my body starving.....starving for more of you."

Yes.....he simply answers.

"You shall have me. My days are nearing an end here and with regret and remorse, you will not go with me. My soul craves for more of you.....to taste your pussy......to fuck you......."

The Invitation

Valentine's Escape
You are cordially invited
Inside you will find the key
To unlock true loves
Desire……
Such simple words…..I stood confused.
I turned the envelop over for a hint…..but none was found.
Then I heard the drop…….the drop of a key.
Following helplessly to the ground, a scripted piece of tissue paper floated.
Carefully manicured, the words held a secret…..time, place, costume……
Standing confused and pondering the sender, my head snapped at the sound of my phone.
Answering the call, I hear Him whisper……..Did you get my invitation?
Instead of feeling my knees go weak with girlish butterflies, I felt my body ignite!
I stood staring at the phone wondering how only a voice could warm my entire being.
Yes….I whisper back…..But,
No….No buts….just do it!
But….I dreamt of you last night.
I dreamt of stealing away…….stealing time.
I dreamt of exploring your body with my tongue.
I dreamt of kissing your breath away.
I dreamt of loving your cock in my mouth.
I dreamt of you……..
Oh, my dear, he returns………As sure as I am that the sun will warm my skin……the water will quench my thirst…..and the aroma of flowers saturate me when I think of you…….we will have your dream.
Now…..don't be late…..he makes his final command.

The Final Seduction

My hands trembled as I reached for the perfume bottle......my favorite......dabbing it on.
I rubbed my hands down my side smoothing the silky fabric.
I was nervous.....but was it nerves or anticipation.
Years of yearning..........years of exploration
My hunger to be subsided.....to be satiated.
I wanted him........
I wanted him to touch me again
to hold me again
to make me cum.......again.

It's time to go.......I can't be late!

The sound of the doorbell startles me.
I hesitate to answer it.
I can't waste time in leaving.
Once again, the melodious chime echos.

Handsomely dressed, a man waits for my answer.

Slowly I open the door.......
"Mam.....Are you ready?"
I stare blankly.....searching my mind for any help of this stranger's knowledge of me.
Easing my confusion he confesses.......
"I am here to drive you........do you have your key?"
A smile crosses my lips....."Yes, I'm ready."

The stranger opens the door of the sleek black limousine.
I slide in across the warmed leather seats.....the black contrasting with my pink fabric.
The door closes, and I settle in.
I accept the glass of wine........delicious poison.
Beside me sits a beautifully wrapped package, large red bow, my name on the name tag.

I love presents.....

With one tug, the bow falls helplessly to the seat.
Carefully examining the contents, I pull out my reward.
A very delicate black eye mask....so soft to the touch.
As I examine my gift, the driver looks over his shoulder and instructs me to wear it.....Now.

Nerves are nonexistent, but my anticipation takes flight.

Sitting in warmth and darkness.....the car begins towards its destination.

The ride takes turns that become unfamiliar to me........

I finish my wine......and wait.

The car stops. As I reach for the face......wanting to unmask my

curiosity.......I am instructed.....Not yet.

He opens my door and the night air flows over me.
Goosebumps arise.
The thin fabric of my nightie provides little warmth........the nightie for the Lingerie Ball.......

Still in darkness, my handsome stranger leads me away from the car.

At the end of a paved path, he removes my mask.
What stands before me is new. I have never seen this quaint cottage. Very picturesque and dainty. Fresh roses ornate the doorway. I come to realize that this party will only be for two......

"Your key, milady."

I reach into my purse and retrieve the tiny brass object........and unlock the door.

The smell of roses flooded my senses.
The room was filled with vases and vases of roses.
Every color......
Every style.....
All mine....

My breath catches as I see him.
Standing naked in the doorway of the bedroom, he beckons me.
Dropping my purse, stepping out of my heels, my body floats to him.
Meeting me in the hallway......he kisses me.
My senses mingle with the smell of the roses and his masculinity.
Taking my hand, he guides me.......

The large tub carefully holding onto its contents as the bubbles try to escape.
Wine filled glasses wait.......

"Allow me," he suggests.

With a nod, he slips the thin straps from my shoulder, one at a time.......allowing the negligee to sweep down catching only seconds over my breasts before landing softly in the floor.

I stand naked before him.......

Following his lead, I step into the warm water next to him.
I find my wine....toasts his glass......and drink.
My body is flushed and warmed.
His cock brushes my leg.......

"I can't wait......" I proclaim.
"But you must......I have more for you," He whispers.

Finishing our wine......finishing our bath......finishing falling in love......he helps me out.
Drying my soft flesh.....he guides me once again.

"Close your eyes please."

I do as requested........
Without seeing, I smell. The roses again but this time mixed with vanilla.
I can feel the warmth of the room.
Uncovering my eyes, I see heaven.

The room only lightened by the flickering of candles....the vanilla.
The bed covered not with the finest linens.....but of the velvet petals of roses.
A bed of red rose petals......
Dropping his hand, I reach the bed.
Ready.....ready for him.
Ready for the blossoming of his cock inside my flower.

Gently his towel falls.....exposing his hunger.
The sight of his swelling causes my own mouth to water......my pussy to tighten.
I try to make my way to his cock......to love it.....to enclose my fevered mouth upon him. To taste his thickened rod......But he reaches the bed first.
He lowers me to my back tracing my body with his hands.......my legs, thighs, sides, breasts, face.
Reaching my mouth, straddling my hips, he traces my lips with his finger.
He kisses me.......
I feel the warmth flush over me from the heat of his mouth.
His hand continues to explore my scented flesh.
Slowly he makes his way to my mouth......
His knees rest easily beside my ears and lowers his cock into my waiting mouth.
My jaws stretch to receive my treat.
My tongue swirls gently, dauntingly, temptingly......until the first drops of cum emerge.
I can hear him moan causing me to deepen myself on my mission.......to please him.
His hand drifts......drifts to my pussy.
His fingers slide inside.......the magical room echoes with our pleasure.

Carefully pulling his glistening cock from my mouth, he lowers his body on top of mine. Allowing me to feel the weight of him......the soft brushes of his skin.
I close my eyes to remember this moment.......to remember the years of lust.....all to be released.
A tiny tear slips from my eye......I cannot hide it.

"This may be our last night together, but you have branded yourself into my heart.....seared my soul. A moment of lust, turned to love.......I will never experience this with another. This night is bittersweet.....you are all that I want.....all that I have dreamt of......and I thank you for letting me drink of you tonight, for I will always savor this night."

And with those words, he thrust his cock deep.....stretching my wanting walls......leaving me gasping for air.
Looking me in my eyes he tells me, "You have taken my breath away........."
With every rhythmic thrust, I give him my all. All my desires.
All my fantasies, I share with him.
He makes love to me, to all of me
My heart, mind, and soul are saturated with him.......

The petals on the bed crushing under our weight, aromatizing the moment.
I feel as if I am one.....the ethereal beauty......his to remember with every passing rose.

He lifts my hips and pulls me close.
The tip of his cock rubbing my cervix.......oh, delicious!
He rocks me along his shaft, rubbing my g-spot with his manhood......watching my clit swell.
My body shudders, my pussy vibrates, my juices drench his throbbing cock.
He erupts, sending shivers over his body, sending his creamy load to bathe with mine........

Gently pulling his cock from me, he takes me in his arms.
As he tucks my hair behind my ear I whisper, "I will always love you."
And, with that, he kisses me deep stirring the passion deep from within with a primordial force.

With a quick glance at the clock.......we still have some time before morning, before my driver returns.

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