Paul Gable - Raped nurse

"Dr. Granger. Dr. Granger. Please report to the burn ward."

Lisa Murray heard the crisp, mechanical sounding voice as she pushed open the large glass entrance door at the hospital and walked into the lobby. She squinted her eyes for a moment, trying to get used to the sudden bright light. Glancing down at her wristwatch, Lisa noted she was fifteen minutes early for the night shift.

"Lisa," the young blonde heard a woman's voice call out from behind her. Looking over her shoulder, the big-busted nurse saw it was Marilyn Nesbett. "I shouted at you in the parking lot but you kept right on going," the brunette huffed out as she ran up to her friend.

Lisa tried to smile. But she found it difficult to act pleasant now. Her mind was a whirlpool of wild passions and emotions. The last thing she wanted was to end up in some bitch session with anyone.

"Hey, cheer up. Chad's not the only man around here, you know," Marilyn said in a low whisper as she leaned into her friend and gave her a reassuring pat on the arm.

"I don't want to talk about it," Lisa said, turning away and starting for the first-floor nurses' lounge. Lisa strode through the large lobby, then broke into a run as she heard Marilyn protesting behind her. It was all she could do to keep from breaking out into tears as she turned and ran into the nurses' lounge. Thank God no one was there. Lisa stumbled to the dressing area and took a good look at herself in the floor-length mirror. Even emotionally torn as she was now. The blonde could see an attractive, exciting woman. Why had Chad dumped her?

Lisa raised her chin slightly and cloned her eyes until there were two dark slits under her long lashes. She had high cheekbones and glowing skin. Especially now in her high emotional state, Lisa's face and neck seemed to radiate a kind of highly-charged glow that made her even more attractive. She seemed to burn with an intense, inner fire that flickered high, then low with her changing emotional state. Her full, red lips seemed now extraordinarily exotic. Her shining blonde hair was pulled tightly back and tucked under her cap.

Lisa looked at her complete body next. Her large tits, pushing out and forward like two ripe watermelons against the tailored white uniform; her rounded, well-fleshed hips; her full firm buttocks curving gracefully against the white silk pants; all this suggested a warm, sensuous woman who needed a man.

Why did he leave? Lisa thought, shaking her head then burying it in her hands as Marilyn opened the door and walked into the tiny roam.

"Hey, honey. Pull yourself together. I just bumped into the man out there, and he wants to see you," the brunette said. She'd walked up to Lisa and put her arms around her friend's waist, pulling the sobbing blonde tightly against her body.

"Wh-who?" Lisa sobbed.

"Dr. Chad Duvalier," Marilyn said, her voice revealing her displeasure in giving that news.

"Oh God! I can't see him now," Lisa said in a panic, pulling away from her friend.

"He's not gonna wait all day, honey," Marilyn said, putting her hands on her hips. "Look, Lisa. I know it's not easy to see him. But at least give him a chance to explain. I know he's been acting like a rat. So you caught him screwing some nurse."

"She's not the only one," Lisa blurted as she wiped away the tears and looked intensely at her friend.

"But what can you do? You're not married to him. All right, so you two've been going out for the past year or so. But he's a man, Lisa – a free man," Marilyn said. "You can't expect him to stay faithful to you without a ring. And besides, most men don't do that anyway with a damned ring on the finger."

"What does he want?" Lisa asked after several seconds of silence passed. She felt a twinge of emotion and curiosity hit her at the same time. It had teen almost one month since she'd caught Chad with the girl in his office. She'd told him in no uncertain terms to take that fat cock of his and fuck himself with it. She didn't need him. She'd be able to find any man she wanted. Of course, Lisa hadn't dated anyone since that fateful evening.

"I don't know what he wants. Go out there and find out," Marilyn said, reaching behind her and pulling the exit door open.

"I-I still don't know why he left me," Lisa stammered as she walked toward the door.

"You threw him out of your life. What did you expect?" Marilyn asked as she motioned for Lisa to get out into the corridor.

Lisa smiled sadly at her friend's explanation. It was true. She was acting like a spoiled teen-age prom queen whose gown had just been ripped on the dance floor. It was Chad who had pressed for marriage and Lisa who had refused. Yet she made demands on him as if she were married. Lisa wanted all the benefits of marriage without a license. She saw just what a stupid idea that was.

Stepping into the long corridor, Lisa turned and started walking toward Chad's office. Just as she passed a door leading to the cafeteria, Lisa saw Chad turning from the side corridor into the main hallway. Both of them stopped dead when each caught sight of the other. Lisa felt the blood rush to her face while her heart began pounding. She'd hardly seen Chad ever since she'd stormed out of his office three weeks ago. All that time Lisa had tried to drive the image of Chad out of her mind – and nearly succeeded. But now the same powerful feelings that swept over her when the two of them were alone were washing over her lush body now. Lisa could feel the blood easing down into her pussy, swelling her cuntlips and warming up her snatch and Chad broke out into a broad smile and sauntered over to her.

"Long time no see, Lisa," Chad said, stopping a few feet in front of her.

Oh God, touch me! Lisa screamed mentally as she felt her body sway forward. Her mind grew light and buzzy as she felt her cunt moistening. She was blushing furiously and she knew it. Lisa could feel the heat in her cheeks that increased when she realized Chad was enjoying this little scene. He sensed what was going through her mind as he stood only inches away from her hot pussy.

"Yes. I haven't got much time to talk," Lisa said, trying to speak normally. Her throat was tight and dry from the sexual excitement that was rippling through her body. She couldn't help but remember Chad's expert fucking and the way his mouth could – no, she couldn't think of that now. They were through!

"Let's go into my office. Really, Lisa. I've got something to tell you. It can't wait," Chad said. His smile turned into a serious look. The blonde swallowed hard, then nodded quickly. Just as Chad was tuning around, Lisa glanced down and noticed that the knob of his prick was pressing against his pants. Was this the big important talk he wanted to give her in his office? Was he getting tired of his little number up on the second floor, and now wanted some experienced pussy to liven up his balls? Well, he'd have another think coming. Lisa swore she'd cut him down if that's what he had in mind.

Then she thought about her panties which were sticking to her crotch. They were damp and gooey, moistened by the hot pussy juice that had oozed from her cunt. She could feel her soaked cunt hair, the tight curls matted against her puffy labes.

They finally came to Chad's office and walked in, looking carefully around to make sure no one had noticed them. Even though fucking went on regularly in the hospital, it was done with discretion. It was one of those cases where everyone knew what everyone else was doing. But no one actually saw it.

"All right. What's so damned important?" Lisa asked between her teeth as she closed and locked the door behind her. She kept her right hand gripped tightly around the brass knob as a kind of moral support. She purposely made her voice cold and cutting. Lisa wanted Chad, but she wanted him on her own terms. She couldn't let him know what a raging furnace her pussy had turned into. She couldn't let him find out that her long, hard nipples were swelling up and pressing stiffly against her bra.