Helen Gets To Work

"Thank you very much for coming on such a short notice, Miss?" Mr Arnold, the principal of Moorville Prep greeted his replacement school nurse in his office.

"Flanagan, Helen Flanagan," Agent 000 replied. Mr. Arnold was a short man with a unkept moustache and the creepy way he was eyeing her up in her sexy nurse uniform made her a little uncomfortable.

"Anywho, you shouldn't have too much trouble on your first day Ms. Flanagan," Mr. Arnold said, "I'm sure the students will be busy counting down the minutes until their winter break starts when school lets out today than faking sick to skip class."

Helen smiles, "I'm sure I'll be just fine."

The principal led her through the hallways to the nurse's office, fortunately it was still pretty early for school to start so there were only a handful of students in the hallways. Those that were, eyed the slutty dressed nurse in amazement as she walked along, high heels clicking on the floor.

Mr. Arnold unlocked the nurse's office door and led Helen inside with a gentle hand on the small of her back.

"Everything should be in order. Our school nurse usually keeps it that way. If you need me, I'll be in my office," the principal lingered a moment to once again take in the sight of Helen's expansive cleavage in her low cut dress, he then shook his head and hurried back to his office.

Helen looked around her temporary new office for a moment and then took a seat at her desk. She crossed her long legs, the hem of her dress riding up above her stocking tops showing her suspender straps. Helen tapped her manicured nails on the desk and hummed. Oh well, she thought to herself, I guess there's nothing else to do now, but sit and wait for the sick boys to arrive.

It turned out that she didn't have to wait that long. At around 10:30 a.m. there was a timid knock on her office door.

"Come in!" Helen called out, a little nervous herself as well.

The door opened and a teen boy walked through the door. He looked like he was a senior, eighteen and he had a pained expression on his face. The teen halted as he took in the sight of Helen in her sexy nurse's uniform. He'd been expecting the usual school nurse with the matronly figure not the curvy bombshell that was sitting at the desk.

"Uh, nurse?" he asked, his knee's slumping slightly.

"That's right, come on in," said Helen, gesturing for the boy to sit up on the bed, "the regular school nurse is out today and won't be back until after break, but no worries I'm here to look after you."

"Uh... alright," the boy said as he climbed onto the bed with a grimace. The sight of the redhead bombshell in place of the usual school nurse did little to nothing to soften his raging, virus induced erection.

"So, what's your name honey?" Helen asked, as she put a palm against his forehead. He was burning up.

"Marty," the teen replied, his voice shaking slightly as Helen stepped close to him, her ample bosom less than a foot away from him. He couldn't help, but look down at the gaping of Helen's sexy uniform, her deep cleavage left bare by the low cut neckline of the dress.

"How old are you Marty?" Helen asked, putting a couple of fingers against the side of his neck, checking his pulse. His heart was racing.

"Eighteen," he replied, directing his question into Agent 000's cleavage which he was unable to tear his gaze away from.

"What's the problem Marty?" Helen asked him.

"Uh..." he stammered nervously now. How could he tell such a sexy woman that his balls were in pain? "It... uh..."

"Are you hurt?" Helen asked, sensing his ****.

Marty nodded, his eyes glued to the way her ample breasts rose and fell with each breath she took.

"Is it your groin?" Helen asked, hopeful that she found Marty's problem.

Marty started stammering again. "Uh..." he stammered for a moment.

"It's ok," Helen assured the nervous teen, "You can tell me. I'm a trained nurse."

Marty continued to stammer and then silently nodded.

"I meed to take a look Marty," Helen said, trying to sound as comforting as possible, "It that ok with you?"

"Yeah," he replied softly, shuffling nervously on the edge of the bed.

Helen slowly reached out for the front of Marty's uniform pants, unbuckling his belt and then started to unzip his zipper. She could see Marty's shaking as she opened his pants, revealing something bulging from his underwear.

"Oh!" moaned Marty, Helen wasn't sure if it was from embarrassment or from relief.

Helen bit her lip and pulled down the waistband of Marty's underwear, his rock hard cock sprangout, bobbing a foot from Helen's face. As she peeled his underwear down beneath his testicles she couldn't help, but gasp at the swollen size due to the virus.

"Oh my!" Helen said, shocked by the sight, "What happened? Are they always this big?" She asked as she reached out and gently cupped his virus swollen balls in her soft palm.

"Uh... no. Can you help me nurse?" Marty said, whimpering. His tone was almost begging as Agent 000 softly massaged his swollen balls.

Helen swallowed, remembering what Carl had told her about the virus. The only way for her to help and relieve Marty's pain for the next twenty-four hours was to make him cum.

"Yes I can," Helen said, rather nervous herself now as well, "but I'll need your trust, and you can't tell anyone."

"Alright, anything. Just make my balls stop hurting," Marty said.

Helen continued to carefully massage Marty's balls, her other hand reaching out and touching his hard cock above them. Marty gasped loudly as Helen's soft warm hand stroked up and down his cock, she softly stroked the head of his cock and then moved back down, gripping her delicate hand around his cock and giving it a firm squeeze.

"Oh damn!" groaned Marty, as he realized what the sexy voluptuous nurse was about to do. Her soft warm hand felt incredible as she slowly started to rub her palm up and down his hard cock.

"That's it sweetie," Helen said, encouragingly, "I'm gonna make all the pain go away. Just lie back, relax and enjoy," she soothingly told him, starting her handjob in earnest.

Marty looked on in shock, the pain in his groan subsided as he watched the bombshell school nurse jerking him off. Her soft hand was a blur over his cock, sending pleasurable sensations rocketing throughout his body. He watched her huge tits jiggle and shake while she jerked him off, her ample tits looking like they were going to burst out of the low cut top of her dress.

"Oh wow!" the teen moaned.

"Have you had any injections in the last day or so?" Helen asked, slightly out of breath from her effort.

"No... oh damn, don't stop!" the teen moaned, "That's it baby!"

"Have you eaten at any restaurants or takeout?" Helen asked, trying to get any clues to the cause of the virus.

"No! Oh... oh fuck... oh damn!" Marty suddenly thrashed backwards on the bed, he jerks up off the table as he exploded. The teen shouted out in ecstasy as Helen continued to stroke his throbbing cock, "oh damn!" he groaned.

Helen's eyes went wide as she felt the teen's cock throb in her hand. The first rope of cum splattered onto her forehead as she leaned over him, stroking his cock. Helen kept stroking, but leaned back to dodge the next burst, which scrapped her nose and into the air. The redhead secret agent couldn't believe how much he was cumming.

"Oh damn!" panted Marty. As cumshot after cumshot rocketed from his cock.

His orgasam lasted a full minute. Helen continued to milk his cock in her soft hand, draining every drop and watching in shock as Marty's swollen balls shrunk back to regular size with each spurt of cum. When he was finally drained Marty layed back on the bed, catching his breath, both him and Helen covered in cum.

"Oh my goodness!" Helen mumbled in shock, "Do you always cum like that?" she asked.

Marty mumbled something under her breath, too worn out to speak.

Helen let the teen take a moment for a few minutes as she cleaned herself up and him as best as she could. She also got Marty to write down everything he'd eaten and drunk in the last two days, but unfortunately nothing looked out of the ordinary.