Author's note: This is the first part of a story that is open ended right now. There's no intercourse in this first Chapter; still I hope you'll read it and send me a note if you'd like to read more about Nurse Synge, Captain Wilson and the origins of the Nightingale Sisterhood. The Odd Tale of Nightingale Synge—Pioneer Sexual Therapist Chapter One Some y...
"But don't you find it just a tad bit strange?" Cliff Clayton asked his wife, Susan. Even though they were sitting knee to knee on rickety kitchen chairs, they barely could see each other through the decorated and lit pine branches. Two bushy Christmas trees, enveloping the room in a strong, eerily light, were positioned in the small living room, in opposite...
I want everyone to know, first thing about me is I am a nurse. I have worked just about anywhere a nurse can. I love being a nurse. I am single, no kids. I don't have a boyfriend or a dog for that matter. But I have a job, and let me tell you, sometimes I wish I didn't. Most people think nurses become nurses to find and marry a doctor. Not me. I became a n...
A diary of a male nursing student. Wang looked around him, the tutorial class was filled with gorgeous women, all below the age of 25. He was the only male in a class of perhaps thirty. Smiling, he walked into the room, silence descended onto the room as 30 pairs of eyes affixed themselves upon him as he made his way to a hastily emptied chair. He could fe...
Rob was washing the windows when he noticed Walt watching him. "Stopping by to help?" Walt's gravelly chuckle changed to a smoker's cough. "I'll take that as a no." Walt nodded as he tried to regain his breath. "Got a few minutes. I want to ask you something?" "Sure, what's on your mind?" "Is Gail home? This concerns you both." Rob's smile faded at Wa...
Chapter 1 (no sex) I first saw her around mid-July. My wife’s birthday was in two days and my daughter demanded I come with her to the mall to pick out a gift. I didn’t much care for birthdays, I rarely thought of my own as much more than another day at work. However, my giddy fourteen-year-old daughter, Leslie, wouldn’t let me think otherwise and demanded...
I'm waiting for my wife in the mall, and watching breasts go by. There goes a cheerleader-type babe, now a mature woman whose massive breasts practically say "Ga-BONG, ga-BONG" with each step she takes. I take off my glasses to clean them, but am captivated by the sight of a woman coming this way. Even with my fuzzy vision, my cock is getting chubby from che...
I'm waiting for my wife in the mall, and watching breasts go by. There goes a cheerleader-type babe, now a mature woman whose massive breasts practically say "Ga-BONG, ga-BONG" with each step she takes. I take off my glasses to clean them, but am captivated by the sight of a woman coming this way. Even with my fuzzy vision, my cock is getting chubby from che...
She stalked all the way from the health center to Simon's room. She burst in without knocking and screamed at him: "Do you know what you did to me?!" Simon was stunned for a moment and couldn't talk, then he regained his voice. "I certainly didn't get you pregnant if that's the problem," he said, trying to keep a bit of wit about him. "No!" she yelled and...
Arriving home from Chicago, Jack wasted no time in arranging our new schedule to bring in my milk. We were both incredibly turned on by the idea, and had shopped in Chicago for nursing bras and other clothing that would enhance my new condition as Jack's contented milk cow. The Medela breast pump awaited us; after much research, Jack had ordered the top of t...