“Mr. Snowden has been complaining of some discomfort in his groin area.”
Well, didn’t that figure?
I fought the urge to giggle, keeping my position on the opposite side of the bed from Mr. Parker.
“I’m going to do an exam to see if I can locate the pain.”
I nodded, unsure what he wanted me to do.
“Nurse, please unbutton his pants and pull them down to his hips.”
Heat infused my face, but I managed to follow his instructions. This obviously freed Mr. Snowden’s massive erection, but the three of us stood there pretending not to notice it.
Okay, fine. I didn’t pretend. I was staring like I’d never seen a cock in my life.
Mr. Parker took the stethoscope and placed it in his ears, then proceeded to move the end around Mr. Snowden’s belly. He seemed to be listening, working his way around until Mr. Snowden’s cock got in his way.
“Please hold his shaft, nurse,” he instructed.
Wrapping my hand around him, I held his cock straight up so that it didn’t get in Mr. Parker’s way.
“Hmm.” Mr. Parker said, his eyes traveling up to Mr. Snowden’s face. “If it’s all right with you, I think I’m going to need to do a more thorough exam.”
“Fine with me,” Mr. Snowden answered, his eyes still on me. “As long as the pretty nurse is here to help, you can do whatever you want to me.”
“I’m glad to hear you say that,” Mr. Parker replied.
And I knew right then that the fun part was about to begin.
Twenty-Seven
JUSTIN
I HADN’T BEEN PREPARED TO see Addison wearing the nurse’s uniform that Ben had selected for her. In fact, I’d been so not prepared I’d almost forgotten what it was we were doing here.
Thankfully, she’d come in fully prepared for the scene, something I hadn’t expected. Although we’ve role played several times, I’d never explained to her quite what I expected. I wasn’t even sure it was necessary considering how easily she seemed to fall into her roles.
“Nurse, I’m going to need you to remove our patient’s pants and underwear.”
Addison dutifully removed his clothes. I noticed the way she caressed his legs. I wasn’t sure if that was part of her role or merely because she enjoyed touching him. Either way, Ben appeared to be enjoying it immensely.
“Mr. Snowden, let me know if you feel any discomfort.” I began gently pressing against his abdomen, making sure I brushed his cock as often as possible. “Any pain?”
“No, Doctor.”
Playing my part, I continued to press on him, making my way up to his chest, his neck, his jaw. When it was obvious I was nowhere in the vicinity of where his “pain” might be, I decided I’d try something different.
Standing by his head, I asked him to raise his arms. When he did, I positioned them so that they were relaxed, his hands dangling down toward the floor, elbows out toward me.
“Nurse, I’m going to need your assistance.”
“Of course, Dr. Parker.” She smiled enthusiastically.
“Please move so that you’re standing between Mr. Snowden’s legs.”
She positioned her body between his knees, her gaze dropping to his cock every so often.
Placing my hands on Ben’s biceps, I kept his arms restrained somewhat. It had nothing to do with the examination, I merely wanted to give him something for being such a good patient.
“Because I need him to focus on the location of his pain, I’d like you to place your hands on his thighs, then slowly work your way upward.”
She placed her palms flat on his thighs and slowly inched them higher.
“Yes, just like that. Now move higher.”
It appeared Addison knew what I was aiming for, because she slowly worked her way inward until her hands were framing Ben’s cock.
“Now, I want you to massage his balls with your thumbs. Gently.” I glanced down at my patient. “Mr. Snowden, let me know if you feel any discomfort.”
He grunted, his cock bobbing eagerly between his legs. I was going to push him to his limit tonight. As it was, the three of us were on the verge of snapping, the sexual tension so great I was surprised it hadn’t consumed us yet.
Still, I had no intention of giving in tonight.
Not yet.
I wasn’t quite sure what I was waiting for, but when the time was right, I would know. At least, I hoped that was the case and I wasn’t simply pushing us past our comfort zone for no reason.
“Right there,” Ben groaned when Addison’s fingers curled around his shaft.
“Discomfort?”
“Yes.”
“Nurse, please see if you can massage him.”
She began gently stroking his cock. Up, down, slow and steady. Her eyes danced between Ben’s face and the rock-hard erection between her palms.
“Any better, Mr. Snowden?”
“A little.” The way he grunted belied his answer, which made me smile.
He might not be in pain, but he was certainly feeling something.
“Stroke him a little harder, nurse.”
