On a 7-9, Jodee is game if you turn her on

"Would you be my angel of mercy tonight and finish me with that lovely mouth?" you ask Jodee.

The ponytailed redhead strokes her hand over the tent in your bedsheet and says, "Well, maybe... So. I heard there was quite a story about how you got here today, but nobody would actually tell me. But that it might relate to what you're asking for right now. So...is it a good story?"

You laugh. "Well, an embarrassing one," you say. "If you mean how did Patty and I come to fall out of the cab of my truck."

"Ooh, ah well," Jodee says. "I was hoping for a sexy one." She pats the sheet over your erect dick and straightens up with a sigh, looking more businesslike. "I see you've got some lotion and wipes there. Did you want some water?"

"Hang on a minute, nurse," you say. "There's sex in the story, certainly. You'll have to be the judge of whether it's sexy."

"I love embarrassing sex stories," Jodee says. "They turn me on."

You shrug. "OK, I'll let you have it," you say. "I was just checking in the truck at the depot. Patty's a dispatcher I know. Little bitty thing down from Canada. My wife was busy so Patty appointed herself my welcome home committee."

"Oh really?" Jodee says. "You didn't lead her on?"

"Not this time," you say. "We've hooked up a few times, she's a great gal. Think she's still waiting for her divorce to come through."

Jodee laughs. "A likely story."

"No, really, I had no idea until she comes bombing into the garage with her clipboard and insisting on checking me out personally," you say. "At that point I figured I knew what she had in mind, and I wasn't wrong."

Jodee laughs.

"So she tells me to wait right there mister, don't leave that driver's seat. She climbs up on the steps and insists on a personal inspection. Inside my pants. Patty's very convincing. Well, and I didn't resist, I mean, Mary knows that Patty and I get it on once in a while, so that was fine. She's going to town on me, really enjoying her task, then she pauses and gives me this big grin. So there I am in the driver's seat, out of my harness so I can turn a bit and reach her, and I tell her to put her hand on her pussy and let me taste her too. She reaches down, but she has to wiggle a little to actually get her hand on herself and I'm leaning over and hanging on to make sure she doesn't slip, but she slips, and her hand's inside her panties, and she slips right down and grabs my hand with her other one, and she pulls me right out of the cab. So all I can think is if I land on Patty I'm gonna squash her flat, she's half my weight, so I kinda push off and land all awkward on the concrete. It hurts, but then I try and get up to pull up my pants and it's the worst pain I ever felt, and I'm back down on the ground."

Jodee's face has bloomed pink in the cheeks with your telling. "And she never got to finish?"

"Nope," you say.

"I hate seeing an unfinished job," Jodee says, patting your erection through the sheet of your hospital bed. "Let's see what we can do about that."

Jodee looks and listens to make sure the coast is clear. She dims the room lights and pulls back the sheet.

"Nice one, Mr. Forbes," she says.

"You can call me Brian," you say. "Ms. Banks?"

She laughs. "Call me Jodee. Nurse Jodee if you like." She bends down over your penis and opens her mouth.