A private goodbye to Nurse Cooper

You smile as you see Nurse Cooper at the admitting desk. She's the one that made your stay comfortable and the only one you're actually going to miss. She sees you and returns your smile.

"Today's the big day, huh?" she smiles brightly.

"Yep, finally going home," you smile back.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but I hope I never see you in here again," she says with a soft laugh," I'm going to miss you around here."

"Going to miss you too, and you're the ONLY one I'm going to miss," you say just loud enough for the other colder nurses to hear and they give you a dismissing look.

Nurse Cooper blushes a bit and squirms as she can feel the eyes of the others on them.

"Do you have everything?" she asks.

"I think so," you say and look down at the bag in your hand.

"It won't hurt to double check," she says and comes around the desk to walk with you to your room to make sure. " That was a nice compliment. I don't think the others liked hearing it," she adds with a giggle.

"It was the truth. Screw them if they can't handle it," you reply and she laughs.

You get to the room you've spent the last few months in and she enters ahead of you to look around and see if you'd forgotten anything. You stand in the door way and look at her figure appreciatively.

She's young, maybe in her mid 20's at the most with a full head of soft dark hair that cascades over her shoulders down to the bottom of her shoulder blades, with soft warm brown eyes, full lips and an enigmatic smile.

You hate what nurses wear these days, walking around in pants and tops, their 'scrubs'. You remember watching old movies and wish they still had those white uniforms where you could at least see their legs, and the buttoned tops to maybe see a little cleavage.

You decide that Nurse Cooper would definitely fill one of those uniforms out quite nicely. Even in those ugly scrubs, you can tell that she has a curvy shape to her. Her rear looks to be nicely rounded and firm, and even those tops can't hide an obvioulsy full bust.

As she bends to pick up some scrap of something off the floor, you can see her breasts pushing against her top.

"Wish I could've seen her tits just once," you think to yourself as you look at her.

She straightens up and a sort of blank look comes over her face. Your eyes suddenly go wide and you stand in stunned silence as she calmly raises her top, pausing to hook her fingers under her bra cups, and lifts them up.

You gaze in shock, and admiration as her full breasts are exposed to your marvelling eyes. Her nipples are brownish and the surrounding aureolae are just a little lighter in colour. Her stomach is firm.

"WOW, her tits looks great," you say to yourself, " I wish I could feel them."

Your astonishment grows as she walks towards you, releasing her top. She reaches for your hands and places them on her full, firm breasts. You feel the warmth and smoothness of them as she presses them into your palms. Your fingers react automatically as you give them a light squeeze. You suddenly pull your hands away and take a step back.

"This can't be real. This can't be happening," you say to yourself under your breath, then watch numbly as she rearranges her top.

Moments later, she has a confused look on her face.

"Umm, what were we talking about?" she asks.

"You were just.. ahh... saying that it looks like I remembered everything," you manage, thinking quickly.

"Oh. Right." she smiles," looks like you're all ready to go then," she adds and you can only react as she takes your arm to walk you back to the reception desk where you're being waited for.