A Nurse for Halloween: A Short Erotica

Three

"No one is here right? And if you're stuck here for hours, we can make good use of tour time." He could only stare. Was that her bra poking out of her button up? And since when were her boobs that round and full? He felt his pants tighten. He wanted to squeeze them.

"Lesson isn't free though, but we can work out how you can pay for it. Maybe you'll even be able to swing an A." She winked at him. She came closer, those shiny red heels clicking, and his eyes were drawn to her legs. Damn. Those thigh highs didn't do much to cover her. If anything, they just made him undress her with his eyes even more.

Lana was standing so close now, Mark forgot he was at work. She stood to one side of his lap and swung her leg over his lap, straddling him. She slowly bent in and simultaneously slipped her hand over his hard lump in his pants, while she took her other hand and pressed it against the back of his neck. She pulled his face to hers so carefully, and just barely brushed her lips against his. Tingles went all through his face and chest and stomach. His pants were almost painfully tight now. She was already working to free him. He heard the zipper come down, and felt her fumble around a second before finally his pants were pulled back enough for his hard disk to pop free. It swung out right between them, and her hand was already there waiting. She rubbed up and down a few times, then just cupped her warm hand over his erection.

He forgot to breathe. He sighed out his extra air and closed his eyes briefly.

"Where should we explore first?" Lana asked softly. She looked him in the eyes, and blinked slowly. Never breaking eye contact. He didn't answer, so she asked, "Mouth, maybe?" And pulled him close and her lips pressed his, so softly and sensually. She pulled back, and then pressed them to his again, harder this time. Just as he tried to push his tongue forward to meet hers, she pulled away and brushed the very tip of her tongue laterally across his bottom lip, then his top lip. His mouth fell open. She pulled away and he felt a pang in his groin. Why? He wanted to kiss her. She breathed slowly onto his lips before pulling completely away, her hot breath tingling his lips, and rolling in to his own mouth. She tasted like vanilla and rum. Gosh, he could definitely take more of whatever she was doing.

"Maybe ears?" Lana asked and giggled.

She leaned in and this time her fingertips found his ear under the ends of his dark brown hair. She traced it with one dainty fingertip. Then she leaned in to breath on it just slightly. He shivered. Goosebumps began to pop up. She placed her hand on the other side of his neck and applied pressure. Hmmmm. Then she very strategically traced his ear with the tiny tip of her tongue. Mark shivered and tried to pull away instinctively, but didn't want her to stop. She bit the lobe of his ear and breathed heavily and he thought he might faint. His eyes closed. She pulled away again, her hands wrapped around his hard d**k and rubbed up and down until he whimpered a little. He forgot to breathe again. His eyes rolled, so Lana took that as her cue to move on. She wanted to drive him crazy. She bent down again and breathed lightly in his ear, but quickly moved down to his neck. She planted little kisses from behind his ear all the way to his collarbone, and went back up, biting him gently. On the neck. She ran the tip of her tongue just slightly over the spot, and Mark gasped and shivered again. His hands moved from her hips to the back of her neck and twirled his fingers in her hair. That hair had gotten his attention the first time he saw her. She was such a professional office manager at the nursing school where they both worked. But then that little bit of blue in her hair...before Mark ever asked her out, he wondered whether Lana might be a slut in her private life. That little bit of rebellion in a nine to five world that robbed a person of everything but kahki pants and a wrist watch. It had piqued his curiosity.