He is unlucky this time

"I take work seriously, as I should." She tapped her hand against his shoulder, smiling, just as the elevator doors opened. "I'm going to sign out now, but I'll catch you before I leave."

As John watched her walk away, his pants felt tighter. The spot where she placed her hand on his shoulder still felt warm, and he would do his best to make sure that no one touched him there for the rest of the day. Her walk was a graceful sashay made up of short, quick steps like she was in a hurry all the time, but she wanted to make sure everyone around her remained mesmerized.

"Hey Nurse John, Dr. Sandra needs you in the theater!" A passing voice brought John back to reality, and he nodded, giving the hot sexpot's ass one last, long look. He needed to find a way to get his hands on her ass, and soon. Jacking off was becoming a little less effective as each day passed.