You get a hot nurse

You and Mary try to enjoy the movie, but you can't get your mind off of what her mom said. She wanted to test you? You like Mary pretty well, but was she worth all this? You can kind of understand where her mom was coming from. She only wanted the best for her daughter. Still, this was a bit ****. And the strange part, there would be a woman her mom WANTS you to fuck, to see how well you fuck, but first some girls not to fuck, to make sure you won't fuck who you shouldn't fuck. All this so you get to fuck Mary. What the fuck? Maybe you should just fuck the first one to get it over with

"What wrong, John?" Mary pulls you out of thought.

"Huh, oh just thinking some about your folks," you explain. "They're not quite what I expected."

She nods. "Well, they are a bit unique, but that's just who they are."

You wonder if she knows anything about her mom's little plan. You need to ask, without giving too much away. "Marry, I know you want to wait before we have sex, and I know it has something to do with your parents, but are you wanting to wait for marriage, or something else?"

"Mom always said that if it's the right boy, it will be the right time," she tells you. "But if it's the wrong boy, every time will be the wrong time."

"I'm not sure I follow."

"She said when she lost her virginity, it was a horrific experience. She almost decided to give up on men in favor of a good vibrator. But she says she then met my dad. Ever since they hump like bunnies. It's a little embarrassing; I can even hear them in my room. But I know they're happy, and that's what I want."

You just smile, and the two of you watch the movie. Maybe this testing thing is all for the best.

"Mr. Doe?" the nurse called you back to the examination room. Her double D chest pushes against her blouse till the buttons look like they might burst off. The top two buttons, in fact, she left undone, probably they didn't reach. You follow her round little ass to the room, watching her long slender legs in her stiletto heals and fish-net stockings. As you sit on the table you do your best to hide your raging hard-on . "Please take off your shirt, and I'll be with you in just a moment." she says as she leaves.

'Dang!' you think to your self. 'If I want to fuck her so bad, maybe Mary's mom was right about making sure I'll be faithful. Heck, I'd probably take her on this table right no is she asked me.'

In a few minutes the nurse is back with a syringe and several empty vials for drawing blood. "Mrs. Shelly was very specific on what tests she would like," She explains. "You must be the latest candidate for Mary?"

You're surprised. "She's had others do this before?"

She nods, wrapping a rubber strap on your arm. "One or two." She checks you for a vain. "You must really see some action if she wants all this."

"Well," you admit. "I've been around the block, I guess."

She sets the needle against your skin. "The block? She makes it sound like you've been around the whole neighborhood.! This will pinch."

"OUCH!" The needle goes in, and she starts filling up the test tubes. "She's just protective of Mary, I'm sure everything will be fine."

"Well, if you and Mary don't work out, you can always give me a call, Sugar." She gives you a wink.

"Huh?"

She starts to fill the last vial. "Well, ether you got a banana in your pocket, or some one is happy to see me, or at least, them." She indicated her boobs.

You blush trying to think what to say. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare or anything."

"Honey, if I didn't want people to stare, I would have had the twins cut down a few sizes a couple years ago. Now then. Mrs. shelly, wanted just two more tests." She holds out a small cup.

"Two more?" You count the one cup. "You mean two urine tests?"

"Not quite, Hot Stuff," she explains. "She wants a sperm count, and she wants the measurements of Mr. Happy. So I need you to drop your pants and start doing your business,"

You pause a moment, taking in the salutation. "You mean, you're need to watch me?"

"Afraid so, well not that afraid." She admits. "Actually, I find this a nice perk of the job."

"I don't know if I can with you watching."

"Just keep in mind I'm a medical professional, and if it helps, one with a size E cup chest ."

"E?"

"Yep, I have to have bras specially made. Usually I don't wear one," she tells you. "Like I'm not wearing one now."

Your hard-on is about ready jump out of your pants upon hearing that news.