Get the Groceries and maybe more?

Your mind is half in a daze as you bring the groceries in from the car and set them on the kitchen counter. You have replayed your last interaction with Nurse Nancy in your mind half a dozen times. Each time, it sure seemed to you as if she was inviting you to come to her bedroom to get the most thorough nurse’s examination you could ever hope for.

Despite the clear signals, you hesitate. You tell yourself that in all likelihood, your cock is playing tricks with your brain. She’s probably just trying to make you feel more at home by using college-age banter. That makes sense, given the fact that she works among college students all day. After all, would you really be so lucky as to be invited to room in a house with a sexy older woman who turns out to be a sex-crazed cougar? That’s the sort of thing that only happens in porn movies.

The last time you thought with your dick, you nearly got expelled for trying to mess with fellow students’ meds just so you could get laid. All you need now is to ruin your second chance by jumping to the conclusion that this nice, professional lady’s primary objective is to have you move in with her so she can jump your bones.

You have all but convinced yourself that you just need to go take a cold shower and get your mind off of things, but you take one more look toward Nancy’s room and see that her door is still open. No one could blame you for assuming that it is ok to look inside, could they?

You make up your mind, and before you can talk yourself out of it again, you go directly to her bedroom door. When you reach it, you rap the door frame a couple of times with your knuckles. “Nurse — I mean, Nancy — I brought the groceries in. Is there anything I should put in the fridge?”

You’re not sure what you expected to see when you got to her room. Maybe she would be in the act of changing clothes. Perhaps she would already be wearing something more appropriate for lounging around the house. If you had come up with this scenario right before going to sleep, you might have created an elaborate scene in your mind of Nancy stepping out of her bathroom, wearing an open robe, and expressing mock surprise at running into you before seductively coaxing you to join her in the shower.

Even in your best fantasies, however, you doubt that you would have come up with the scene that awaits you. You see Nancy reclining on her bed, laying on her side, with her head resting on one hand. Your eyes automatically scan her body, seeing that she is wearing nothing but a pair of black thong panties. Her firm nipples on her bare breasts convey her aroused state. One hand appears to have been helping her pass the time as it moved back and forth between her breasts and her scantily-covered crotch.

When she speaks, you **** your eyes to move up to her face and see the lustful, inviting look in her eyes. “Just leave the groceries where they are, Connor,” she says. “Come here and let me help you put something else where it needs to be.”