The lift

As Leanne recovered, the powerful taste of the old man's cum still inside her mouth, she spotted the lift. Figuring now might be a good time for a change of scenery she pressed the button and waited for the doors to slide open. Hearing the bell she prepared to step forward and was surprised to come face to face with a woman dressed in a nurse's outfit.

"Oh... Sorry." said Leanne, stepping aside. The nurse walked out, eyeing Leanne up and down the whole time. It wasn't exactly the kind of Halloween outfit she'd choose to wear, so she assumed the woman actually worked there. "My name's Leanne. I'm here to... help the residents."

"So I see," responded the nurse thoughtfully. Leanne wasn't sure what she meant by that and she didn't like the way the woman was checking her out. She was older than Leanne, probably in her 40's, with long, dark hair tied up into a sensible ponytail. "I'm Rachel," she said eventually after an uncomfortably long silence while the two weighed each other up. "You look like you enjoy... helping the residents." There was that intonation again. What was the nurse suggesting? Had she seen Leanne with John?

"Erm... That's why I'm here," replied Leanne with a smile, trying to hide her concern.

"Why don't you come with me?" asked Rachel, her grin now very suspicious. "Then you can give some more residents some of your... help." The wink at the end just confirmed Leanne's worries. The nurse knew what had happened and she was going to **** Leanne into doing something. "But we should probably get you cleaned up a bit first. Can't have anybody else seeing that can we." Before she could wonder what 'That' was, Rachel moved her hand towards her and wiped her finger between Leanne's cleavage. "There we go! That's better."

The young woman looked on in horror as she saw what Rachel had salvaged from between her breasts. There was a thick blob of cum, the remnants of her earlier blow job, hanging from her fingers. The nurse inspected the offending glob, a little too closely for Leanne's liking, before rummaging in her pocket to retrieve a tissue and wiping the sticky residue away. With the soiled hankie re-pocketed, Rachel returned her attention to the young woman in front of her.

"Well, shall we go find you someone else to... assist?" There was a deviousness to the nurse's grin that Leanne liked. Rachel might not have know exactly what happened but she knew Leanne had done something naughty and was encouraging her to do more. However, she still had her reservations about the nurse. There was something just a little off about her behaviour. Not least the way she saved the semen.