A Visitor for Brianna

You’ve seen the person at the door around, but you’ve not been introduced. She’s a brunette, only slightly shorter than you, her long, black hair tied back in a ponytail, her heart shaped face filled with a smile. Her role in the school is shown by the nurse’s outfit she’s wearing. The reason you’ve noticed her around is the prodigious bosom that strains said nurse’s outfit. Of the staff, you’d say only Krystal has a bigger pair of breasts.

“Mr Smith,” she says when you open the door. She holds out her hand, and you shake it. “Pleased to meet you, I’m Nurse Karlee. Sorry to disturb your class, but I heard Brianna Ollins was back, and I wanted to check up on her.”

“Umm… yes, what now? I mean, I’m in the middle of a lesson.”

She smiles at you, a smile that melts resistance and immediately makes you interested in her bedside manner, well immediately makes you think of her and bed. Her hazel eyes twinkle but can’t distract from the two mounds further down pressing against the dark blue of her nurse’s uniform.

“I understand. If Brianna’s alright, you are fine now, aren’t you, Brianna?”

“I’m fine, Nurse Karlee,” Brianna agrees from behind you.

“Then, if you could come over after this lesson, before lunch, it would be appreciated. I just need to update your records.”

Another devastating smile directed your way. Your trouser snake is shifting with its appreciation of her smile (and her bosom).

Having given her message, she leaves. But you can’t help admiring her equally prodigious ass, another part of her anatomy that strains against her outfit, as she leaves. You shut the door and turn back to your class. There’s a couple of smirks among the girls. Are they smirking over you checking out Nurse Karlee? You blush at the thought, which sets off a round of giggling among the girls. Their gazes appear to be drifting a bit lower than you appreciate, so you sit down to continue the lesson.