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"Let's Play Doctor!"
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A story by: Night Hawk
(C) 2005 by Night Hawk

My sister-in-law is one knockout babe.  I mean, if I had met her first, 
before I met my wife, and if she had been single, she's the one I would have 
chased.

My wife isn't hard to look at, but when you stand the two of them side by 
side, hell - there's really no competition.  Only in the personality 
department does my wife have it over Linda.  Linda is a nurse, and as such, 
she thinks that she is something really special.  If anybody in the family 
as much as sneezes, good old Linda will be the first to tell them exactly 
what's wrong with them.  Even if we go to see our family doctor, Linda not 
only second-guesses him, but if she doesn't agree with his diagnosis, she 
always insists the doctor is wrong!

Considering that Linda is only twenty-six years old, and never spent a day 
in medical school, this is no small task she has set for herself!

What really attracted me to Linda were her big tits.  I admit it.  I'm a tit 
man!  When I'm talking about Linda, I'm not talking about your average 36-B, 
nor even the slightly larger 38-C's.  I'm talking about a set of perfectly 
sized 40-Double D's.  And they stand out so proud from her 26-inch waist.  A 
nice set of buns to!

I had been married for nearly a year to my wife, Janet, when one night we 
went to Linda's for supper.  Later that night, when we were laying in bed, 
Janet turned to me and asked me what was on my mind.

Being that I was half asleep, and that I have always told Janet the truth 
about everything, I told her I was thinking about Linda's boobs.  Well, that 
was the last time we went to Linda's for supper!  Janet really got jealous 
of her sister after that night, being almost positive that I wanted to go to 
bed with her sister because of her bust.  Nearly a month had passed when 
Linda came to see me at the store where I worked.

It was nearly my lunch break, so she asked me to join her for lunch at the 
park.  We sat in the shade of an old tree and ate the subs I had bought from 
one of the nearby stores.  Linda started to ask why Janet and I didn't come 
over anymore, and even though I hemmed and hawed, I finally told her the 
truth about what had happened that night.  Linda laughed and said that her 
sister had to be crazy.  Didn't she realize that she was a married woman? 
But then Linda turned to me and with the most serious expression said, "But 
if I wasn't married to a very jealous husband, I'd jump in the sack with you 
in a minute."

That caught me off guard.  I tried to make a joke of it, but my cock was 
doing a two-step in my pants.  Linda suggested that just to keep in touch, 
we should meet for lunch once a week.  I readily agreed, and after I got 
back to work, the first thing I did was go to the john, pull out my 
twitching dick and jack off!

The thought of joining Linda for lunch on the sly once a week would keep me 
in many happy jack-off fantasies.  I really didn't think that any of my 
fantasies would ever become reality, but fate moves in mysterious ways.

I continued to meet Linda every Thursday for nearly two months.  She worked 
at a hospital at the other side of town, but on Thursdays she got paid and 
her bank is only a block away from where I work.  I never let on to Janet 
that Linda and I had these lunches, but the sight of Linda in her white 
smock kept me stroking my shaft many an afternoon.

I never pursued the idea of screwing Linda since she had specified, "If she 
wasn't married," and I respected her wishes.  Then one day I was moving some 
stock in the storeroom, and I slipped and fell.  The next thing I knew, I 
was in the hospital.

I had suffered a concussion, and the doctor wanted me to stay in the 
hospital for a week while they did a bunch of tests on me.  I guess I had 
been out for quite some time, and I couldn't remember falling.

Linda didn't work the same floor I was staying on, but she was working 
midnights that week, and in her ward things were really quiet after 
midnight.  The first night I was in the hospital, she came in to check on me 
several times.  She would stay a little longer each time just chatting.  It 
was a good thing that they let me sleep through the day!

Janet, visiting me the next day, commented on how tired I looked, and I 
quickly explained that it must be the pills that they gave me that made me 
so tired.  She bought that line, and I'm glad she did because the next night 
I was to remain awake the whole night!

Linda had made arrangements with a friend of hers to trade duty stations for 
the rest of my stay in the hospital.  Since they couldn't do it without the 
help from other nurses, I got a lot of concerned nurses stopping by at the 
start of the shift giving me winks.  I didn't know yet what lay in store for 
me, so I was kind of puzzled.

It was past midnight when Linda came into my room pushing a small rolling 
table.  "Time for your sponge bath," she said.  I started to protest, saying 
that the doctor didn't confine me to bed, but she just brushed that off and 
told me that my doctor didn't know what was best for me.  Because of the 
insurance plan we had at work, I had a semi-private room, and luck was 
really with me since the other bed was unoccupied.  Linda closed the door 
anyway and then pulled the curtain around my bed.

Without saying a word, she yanked the covers off of my bed exposing me in my 
silly hospital gown with my erection very visible.  She pretended not to 
notice my very prominent shaft as it made a tent in the gown.  She started 
by washing my face and neck and doing my ears the way my mother used to when 
I was little.  Then she worked her way down my arms and belly, removing my 
gown in the process.  She couldn't help but notice my seven inches of 
rock-hard cock now!

"My, my," she said, "we certainly have something to be proud of don't we!" 
And she gave my cock a little pat on the top of its head.  Other than that 
she ignored my pole altogether.

Next she started on my feet, rubbing the cloth back and forth between each 
toe.  What a sensation!  I never knew that feet could be so erotic.  My cock 
was twitching with hope that soon HE would be washed!  Linda did my legs 
next, kneading the muscles in my calves and thighs and then, much to my 
dismay, told me to turn over!  What a fucking tease, I thought!

Linda went to work on my back and shoulders, rubbing so hard that I thought 
that she was going to peel my skin right off.  Then she worked her way down 
to my ass cheeks.  She grabbed my ass in both her hands, squeezed, and 
kneaded them until I could feel the pre-cum oozing out of my shaft.  It felt 
that good!

Then she took the damp washcloth and started to rub it back and forth over 
my butt hole pressing slightly every time she passed over my back door.  My 
climax was going to come any second when she stopped abruptly and told me to 
roll over again.  She acted shocked to see the little puddle of cum on my 
cock and asked me what in the world I was thinking of.  I was too 
embarrassed to tell her just how good it felt having her play around with my 
butt hole, so when I didn't answer she gave my cock a playful little slap 
and told me to stop having wicked thoughts.  She said that she was just a 
nurse doing a nurse's duty.  Then she grabbed another cloth and started to 
wash my cock and balls.

Linda must have searched for the roughest cloth in the entire hospital for 
this task.  It was so rough that my cock was aching from all of the 
scratching it was getting, yet the pain was so deliciously good.

Linda looked at my grimacing face and said: "Oh, am I hurting you?"  "I'll 
put some lotion on it to make it feel better."  She grabbed a tube of 
something off the cart, squeezed some solution into her hand, and then 
started to rub it up and down on my shaft.  Damn!  That solution was so nice 
and cool and spread so easy, and the grip she had on my shaft was just so 
nice and tight that I started bucking up and down on the bed trying to fuck 
her fist.  She quickly pulled her hand away and said, "See, I told you the 
doctor was wrong.  I think you're having convulsions!  I better check your 
vital signs."

She once again put her hand around my aching cock and told me that was the 
best place to check the pulse.  She didn't move her hand at all, but her 
grip felt so good that the pre-cum continued to ooze out of my cock head. 
By now it had swollen to twice its normal size, had turned a dark purple, 
and the blood in it was causing it to dance on its own.  Linda mumbled 
something about my pulse being too erratic and that she better take my 
temperature.  She didn't release my cock from her vise-like grip, but with 
her other hand pulled a great big thermometer from the tray and told me to 
raise my knees.

I was afraid to refuse!  I needed to cum so bad now, and I needed to cum by 
her hand, not mine, so I reluctantly raised my knees.

She carefully probed around my butt hole with the tip until she was sure she 
had found the opening and then in one go, she shoved the whole fucking thing 
up my ass!  At the same time she started to pump on my pecker!  I fucking 
well exploded!  Hot cum flew out of my cock and landed on my face, on the 
pillow beside me, in my hair and all over my chest and stomach.  I thought 
I'd never stop cumming!  Blast after scalding blast of hot, salty cum 
erupted from my dick!  Never in my entire life had I enjoyed such a 
mind-blowing climax!

When I finally stopped writhing, she gently pulled the thermometer out of my 
ass and pushed my legs back down.  Then she took my now all-too-sensitive 
cock between her ruby lips and started to lick up the last few drops.  Talk 
about exquisite torture!  It was so sensitive that I couldn't stop 
twitching.  When she finally released her lip lock from my cock it had 
shrunk back down to its normal size once again.  Then she started to lick 
the cum off from my belly and chest.  When she got to the stuff that had 
landed on my face, she told me to open my mouth.  Using her tongue like a 
spoon, she lifted gobs of my cream off my face and into my open mouth.  This 
was the first time I had ever tasted my own spunk.  This was so erotic to me 
that my cock was starting to twitch back to life again!  For the first time 
since I knew her, Linda finally kissed me on the mouth.

I could taste my own juice on her tongue as it snaked in and out of my 
mouth, brushing over my teeth and along my gums.  My cock had completely 
come back to life by now.  Linda wiped the last drops out of my hair, pushed 
the cart aside, and took off her uniform pants.  She climbed on the bed and 
straddled my new erection.

I could see her dark curly pubic hair mesh with mine as she slid up and down 
the length of my pole.  I used my hands to quickly undo her top and bra so 
that I could get at what had turned me on so much for so long!

Her huge tits spilled into my eagerly awaiting hands as I undid the front 
closure on her bra.  Big, soft, honeydew melons, with nipples as dark as 
chocolate and the size of caramels.  Linda leaned slightly forward so that I 
could lick and suck each delectable nipple in turn.

"Pull on them," she whimpered softly, "pull on my nipples!"

I was only too glad to oblige.  The more I twisted and pulled on her big 
nipples the harder she groaned.  She started to really buck up and down on 
my shaft now, and I could feel my own seed starting to boil again.

Turn about is fair play they say.  I could tell that Linda was rapidly 
approaching her climax, so I took a nipple in my mouth and sucked on it for 
all I was worth.  My hands reached down to squeeze her ass cheeks, and I let 
a finger slide up and down the crack of her ass.  Since it was getting 
pretty juicy where her cunt met my cock, I had no trouble at all getting my 
finger good and slippery.  I continued to let my now slippery finger trace a 
line back and forth over her rear entrance, and just as she started to peak 
in orgasm, I shoved my finger all the way up her butt hole!

Linda fell forward and bit my neck trying to stifle the scream of ecstasy 
that came from deep inside her.  I thought that she would toss us both off 
the bed the way she was jerking around.  Her cunt muscles were doing 
convulsions around my cock and a second later I shot my load deep inside 
her.  After lying together in a passionate embrace for nearly half an hour, 
she finally said that she had to go.  As she got off me she noticed the huge 
amount of her juices that had pooled in puddles around my balls.  Giving my 
cock a last kiss, she said, "I'll be back in about an hour to give you 
another sponge bath, I think you could use one every hour!"

When she came back an hour later, I proved to her that I could eat pussy as 
well as anybody.

For the duration of my stay in the hospital, Linda came and spent every 
night with me, or rather she spent the night with me and then came as we 
sucked and we fucked each other all night long every night.  Linda really 
gets off by being domineering and has taught me a lot of new ways to build 
excitement into a stupendous climax.

After I was released from the hospital, I had to take an additional week off 
to give my body a rest.  Janet got over her jealousy of Linda, and couldn't 
thank her enough for making sure that I was all right during my stay in the 
hospital and for making sure that the doctors knew what they were doing.

Since I've returned to work, Linda and I picked up on our old habits of 
having lunch together.  Only these days, it's not just Thursdays anymore. 
We rented a small apartment close to the store, and get together at least 
three times a week to eat - each other!

   ~ end ~

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