Last Guy Left at School...

I had a mild pain in my crotch for days, and lacking any better ideas I decided to visit the school nurse before homeroom. I entered her office and found that there were already perhaps half a dozen girls waiting, so I sat down to wait my turn.

It took me a few seconds before I noticed. Whereas ordinarily you might expect a gathering of a half dozen girls to be chattering away, talking about their weekends, or boys, or homework, or anything at all, the girls sitting here with me were silent, staring off in one direction. I looked where they were looking, over the counter, through the sliding glass windows, and into the nurse's office proper.

There, one could clearly see the nurse and a student aide examining a very pretty girl who, to my astonishment, lay on the middle examination table completely nude with her legs spread wide in stirrups. Assuming this wasn't some waking dream or shared hallucination of those in the waiting area, it appeared the nurse, a statuesque redheaded woman in her early to mid thirties, was prodding around inside the girl's vagina, seemingly completely oblivious to the fact that not only was said vagina practically dripping wet with excitement, but the girl it belonged to was quite audibly moaning as the examination continued.

It appeared to me that no one in our makeshift audience was willing to break our silence, to acknowledge what was happening here, or even look away from this unreal and sexual spectacle. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught one particularly gorgeous girl rubbing at her crotch through the fabric of her jeans with the edge of two fingers, betraying the intensity of her arousal despite her otherwise calm demeanor. The student aide looked very turned on as well, and rubbed the folded pile of the other girl's clothing she was holding against her chest, almost compulsively.

Finally the girl on the table let out one final moan, one which clearly everyone in the room must have heard, unmistakably the sound of an orgasm, and moments later, the gynecological portion of the exam seemed to finally come to a close. The nude girl sat up, rubbing one of her breasts and breathing heavily. The nurse, Mrs. Olivia, reached out and fondled the other one as she spoke, as if she was merely giving her an encouraging pat on the back.

"Okay, Sarah. All done. You can go back to homeroom now."