the nurse

A nurse opened the door and put her head in. "Are we awake?" she asked.

"Yes," I said. "Feeling...actually really good."

The nurse came in. "That's good to hear. My name is Amanda."

Amanda looked to be in her late thirties possibly early forties. She has a few smile lines around her eyes, but was still attractive. She had bright green eyes and thick dark brown hair in a pony tail, and even though she wore green loose scrubs, I could tell she had a nice body under them. She had no wedding ring on either. Amanda came in and looked at my chart. She turned around and looked at a cart full of thermometers, tongue depressers, and bandages. I could tell she probably had a nice ass under those scrubs. "I wish I could get a better look at that ass!" I thought without really thinking.

Suddenly Amanda's scrubs slipped down to her shins and her scrub shirt was tucked into her pink cotton panties. She didn't seem to notice, and yes, she did have a very nice ass for a woman her age. She obviously kept herself in great shape.

"Thanks!" I thought.

"Your wish is my command!" said the voice.

Amanda picked up a thermometer and blood pressure monitor, went to turn, and almost tripped. She blushed deeply as she realized her pants had fallen down. She dropped her instruments on the table and bent down to pull up her pants.

"I wish that she got really turned on by me seeing her panties and she finds me VERY sexy!"

Amanda fixed her pants and took a long look at me. She blushed a bit more and batted her eyelashes. Her chest started to heave a bit, and she swallowed hard.