Takes them off, spends day without them.

“Well I can’t wear this today… it’s just not sanitary for a medical professional who plans on closely working with other patients.” She unconsciously began lapping the excess moisture off her urine-soaked hand. “Guess I’ll have to take it off… Amanda, can you help me out here?”

Amanda motioned for me to get off of her, so I slid off and stood up, nearly slipping in a yellow puddle on the floor. She went over to Mrs. Olivia, who turned and presented her back, holding her long brown hair safely above the zipper that ran down the length of her uniform. The pantless assistant nurse placed one hand on the side of Mrs. O’s hips and with the other slowly unzipped the dress. The nurse let go of her hair and peeled the soaked tight fitting garment down, dropping in a wet ring on the ground, lifting one white-stocking clad foot out and then the other.

There she stood, wearing nothing but white silk panties, a white lace garter belt, semi-translucent white stockings that rose to just above her knees, and white leather pumps. Not wearing a bra, her fairly large (maybe C's or even D's) breasts swung free, seemingly defying the laws of gravity, each tipped by a perfectly round erect red-pink nipple, practically the size of a baby bottle's nip. All the girls in the waiting room stared at them, and even a few girls who happened to be walking down the hall by the front picture window slowed down and had themselves a look, mouths gaping widely. Her stethoscope hung from her neck, sandwiched between her breasts, an exclamation mark.

Amanda laughed at her mentor’s obviously erect nipples. She pointed at them, standing near enough that her fingertip for one instant lightly brushed the right one. “Is it cold in here?” She asked sarcastically.

Mrs. Olivia seemed as hypnotized by her gorgeous mammaries as anyone. A single bead of my urine from her hair rolled down the space in between, en route to pool in her belly button. “Yeah, maybe…” she said in almost a purr, rolling both her nipples between her fingers.

She finally turned her attention back to me, standing there even more exposed than either her or her literally half-nude assistant.