Unstoppable Attraction

Tracy was rethinking all of her life choices until this point as she headed into Peaceful Lake retirement home. She didn't mind her job. It paid for nursing school, and most people she worked with were friendly. She even liked a few retirees who just wanted to chat well; she did her rounds of checking vitals and giving out the medications they needed. They were a wealthier clientele, so the grounds were kept nice, and the food was not half bad.

As Tracey walked into the nurse's station to clock in, her Co-worker Alexis, sitting at the computer and typing something. She was a fit blonde who would somehow run two miles before work every day. Just the thought of it made Tracy's chest hurt. Alexis didn't have that issue sporting a b cup. They both had joked about wanting to split the difference. She poured herself a cup of coffee and one for Alexis.

"Thank you..." She paused, her eyes on Tracy's chest for a second. "Wow, Tracy got a hot date tonight?" Alexis asked.

"No," she explained, defeated. "Mike's still out of town for the next few days. But the weirdest part is none of my bras fit today except this one," she said. "I would have never worn this in a million years, especially not at work."

"I know what you're saying. My ass keeps eating my underwear. Everything I put on becomes an involuntary thong," She explained, fidgeting "There they go again."

"Hmm, do you think something might be causing this?" Tracy asked

"Nothing is causing this; they are just strange coincidences," they both said in unison

Tracy shook her head. "You're right. overthinking it"

Alexis picked up the rounds sheet. "You want the good or bad news first?" she asked

"Well, considering how today is going, let's start with the good."

"You got that nice Miss Robinson with the chocolate chip cookies as your first stop."

"Oh man, I will grab you one, and the bad?"

"You also get Handsy Hank," Alexis said with dread.

Handsy Hank was a cranky old man who "accidentally" liked to touch and grope unweary nurses. Many complaints were filed against him, but his son donated a pool and a library to the grounds. So, nothing ever stuck.

"fuck. Didn't I get him last week?" Tracy bemoaned

"Nope. I took him last week to water aerobics," she said, shuttering at the memory.

"Fine." she grabbed her sheet and the medications she needed to disrupt.

She had just finished her cookie from Miss Robison and was helping another man's son review the meds and what they did. Finally, the moment came, and she took a deep breath, _"like ripping off a band-aid." _she thought as she opened Hank's door.

The older man sat in his chair watching some Western at a very high volume. He didn't like to put in his hearing aids.

"Hank!" she yelled over the TV. "It's time for your pills."

The man didn't stir. She walked over, and the man was napping in his recliner. She reached for the remote in his hand to turn the TV down. She leaned down a bit to grab it from his hand, and as soon as she touched it, the man sprung awake.

"Get off me," he said, reaching out with both hands to push her and instead getting a handful of boobs.

Tracy yelped in surprise and went to push Hanks's hands away; instead, she found herself leaning into the grope. "Hank?" she says, trying to hide confusion. "Let go. It's time for your ... pills." she felt her back arch pushing her tits even more into the man's groping hands.

"Oh, but why? We are having so much fun here," he said, living a fantasy he had had since his son sent him to this place. Tracy watched his pants start to the tent and cursed the scientist who had discovered Viagra as her body continued to let the old man fondle her. She found herself slowly climbing into his lap. She could feel his erection pressing against her ass.

"Oh you like this you dirty slut" he she could feel her nipples hardening from the attention. The dirty old man smiled this was the happiest day of his life. He reached around with both hands and began to unclasp Tracy's bra."That's right, set those puppies free for me!" the excited man yelled, pulling his hands away as the bra dropped from her top. That was when she realized she was free she jumped off the man and ran leaving her bra and cart behind.

Alexis was sitting at the desk, trying to undo her latest wedgie discreetly. Tracy ran up, bouncing even more than when she left this morning.

"Come with me to the supply room now!" Tracy said.

Alexis got up and followed her without question. They went to the area where they kept medical supplies and other odds and ends. Only a few people had the passcode, so it was a safe place to talk. They walked behind a small shelving unit, and Tracy explained what had just happened with Hank.

"Wait, you let Hank grope you?" Alexis said

"No, it was like once he got his hands on my tits, I couldn't stop, I even leaned in and... He took off my bra" Tracy explained. Alex could see the faintest outline of nipples

"No way," Alexis said, looking at her depressed friend. "It's ok, babe. I'm here for you." The blonde offered her a hug. Tracy accepted the reassurance. She was holding her friend in a tight embrace, which was soon ruined by Tracy's hands reaching down, grabbing her friend's panties, and yanking them up hard.

Alexis yelped. "What did you do that for?" her friend screamed, pushing Tracy onto the shelf behind her, causing her to lose balance. As some things fell off the shelf, an old cartridge of printer ink landed next to her and exploded, covering her top with ink.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry. I'm not sure what you expected, though." She grabbed a Tide pen out of her purse and headed toward the stain on Tracy's chest. One hand slowly ran the pen over the stain. Cause a reaction in the now braless tits. Alexis soon realized her other hand was making it's way under Tracy scrub top""Umm, why am I coping a feel?" Alexis said, shocked, as her hand continued to grope her friend. She had looked at Tracy's boobs a few times but never imaged grabbing one. Her breast filled her hands and then some they were surprisingly firm for their size.

"I uh don't know, just like back up or try and stop," Tracy said as her friends other hand dropped the tide pen and joined the other under Tracy's top. It was different than handsy hanks or her boyfriend's gropes. These were gentle and teasing.

"Alexis, I think something might be doing this to us."

"Nothing is doing this to us. It's just a random coincidence," they both said in unison as Alexis's hands snaked under her co-worker's shirt and began to play with her nipples.

Jeff watched in amazement at the latest video she received, titled "Some people just can't keep their hands to themselves." He saved the file for later "personal "use.