I was a volunteer dummy

Met Georgina once when a friend of mine convinced me that I could probably have a chance to get a kiss from a woman or something at a medical school. Other than a shitty job to maintain, I really had nothing to do nor was I looking forward to doing anything that week and so, when the nursing school called for us, my friend and I arrived being the only people that we knew in a room otherwise filled with strangers in gowns.

The nurses were pretty looking in their blue scrubs which I imagine were their uniforms, that's all I could say. The women of course, not the lads that were also part of the class which was thankfully fewer than the former. It was during the time that the class professor was lecturing them about CPR, and some other techniques to do in a variety of situations, that my friend elbowed me before pointing at one of the nurses.

A blonde with a nice looking body, from her shape to her breast size. We talked about her for a few seconds before looking at another direction, as I feel like she felt that we were staring; After that, he made me do a bet.

"First one to lay one of the nurses gets twenty bucks." On any other circumstance, I would decline the bet and he would either get laid or be arrested for sexual ****. But on this day, something on my mind told me otherwise, and after staring at a corner of the room, an answer escaped my mouth.

"Deal, but satisfaction isn't a factor. We'd both lose if that was the case."

Soon thereafter, the professor made us volunteers lie down on gurneys covered by dividers, and all I could think of was that everything feels like the dentist. An assistant - or if unlucky, the professor - would be the first one to arrive with a checklist and call a nurse and give them a scenario before acting on what they said.

It took a while, maybe five other students, but I was lucky enough to have her be assigned to me. After the assistant whispered to her some instructions that I wouldn't be able to understand she approached me and raised my head before placing her ear near my mouth.

"In this scenario, after ten seconds, the patient is not breathing." Clarified the assistant. She nodded before pushing my chest hard and counted until 30. Soon enough, she pinched my nose close and covered my mouth with her lips, blowing air down my gullet, repeating the process while the former wrote somethings down in the corner of my eyes, "That's good enough Georgina, you can take your break now."

"Can I stick by for a few more seconds? I'll catch up, just trying to get a hand at this." He nodded and closed the divider. There she repeated the process, giving me a sight of her jiggling breast, emphasized by the mouth-to-mouth she was giving me. I think it was when she was going back to giving me compressions that she saw something else that was raised, "You're turned on by this?"

A bit embarrassed, I rolled my eyes around the room in order to not make contact with hers.

"An attractive woman is giving me a kiss over and over again. Apologies if I can't help myself." At first, I thought I was going to be slapped. I was, then Georgina climbed on the gurney and sat on my legs before lifting the gown to handle my erection.

(Ryan here, I just wanted to link everyone a video on how to give CPR as well written instructions from the Red Cross. Never know when you'll need them.)