Nurse Chiha.

"Are you okay, Mr. Kataoka?" Chiha asked with a warm smile. "I thought I heard a scream."

"I am fine, thank you, Nurse Chiha," Kenji bowed slightly, hoping she did not see his flushed face in the dimly lit room.

"Do you have the sample, Mr. Kataoka?" the young nurse asked with a bow of her head.

"Um... I... um," Kenji stammered, trying to quickly decide the best way to tell her.

She peaked in to look at the television and saw it splattered with ropes of cum on its plastic protective screen. She covered her mouth with her hand, giggling.

"I... I am sorry," Kenji apologized, bowing after stepping aside to let the nurse in.

"It is okay, Mr. Kataoka," she replied. "Please wait here, I will be back."

"Yes, nurse." He watched her wide hips sway when she left the room. Then a moan from the television reminded him that the video was still playing. He fumbled for the remote and turned off the television just as Chiha returned with a bottle of cleaner and a cloth.

"Again I am sorry," he bowed.

"Do not worry, Mr. Kataoka, you are not the first, nor the last, to create a mess in this room," she smiled.

"Okay, thank you." Kenji intently watched her spray the cleaner before wiping the semen on the plastic protective screen, making sure that there were no streaks. He stared at her ass when she bent down to clean the wall beneath the television. He imagined lifting up her shirt and sinking his big, fat cock into her pussy.

When she was done, she looked over her shoulder and smiled at the big bulge in his pants. He quickly covered his crotch with his hands at her discovery. She stood up and faced him. "Do you need help to produce another sample so this will not happen again?"