The Nurse

Sam walked into the hospital, excited for her first day as a nurse. She'd finished her bachelor's degree after some hard studying, and a couple of blowjob inspired A's. Those days were behind her, though. She'd had plenty of fun in college, blown an entire frat, and made it into several Girls Gone Wild style highlight reels. Today, though, she had become a professional.

Sam walked up to the nursing station and greeted a redhead with huge, beautiful, blue eyes. "Hi, I'm Sam. I'm starting as a nurse today."

"So you're the fresh meat? Well, my name is Ashley," Ashley reached her hand out for Sam to shake. "I was the new guy a few months ago, so don't hesitate to come to me with questions. I understand."

Sam med Ashley's hand and said, "I'm so happy to meat you."

Ashley gestured for Sam to come around the counter to enter the nursing station. "The head nurse, Mary, will be back any second to get you started."

As soon as Ashley had finished talking, Mary rounded the corner. Sam was stunned by the absolute milfy beauty of the head nurse. She was probably 45, but still sexier than the vast majority of 20-somethings. Huge tits. Long, blonde hair in a bun. Big, blue eyes. Flawless skin. She even had an air about her and Sam somehow knew that her new boss could teach her a thing or two about cock sucking.

"You must be Sam. I'd love to spend more time getting to ease you in, but we're really busty today."

"Busty?" Sam asked.

"Sorry. Freudian slip. Speaking of which, let me help you get your scrubs." Sam was by no means dressed for work that day. Between the booty shorts and the absolute cleavage, she looked more like she was going on a date.

Mary started leading Sam to the locker rooms. "So, we made a small mistake. There's a male named Sam that's also starting today, and there was a mix up. We need to take a quick trip into the men's locker room to get your scrubs."

"Will it be ok for us to go in there?" Sam looked kind of nervous.

"Don't worry about it"

Mary burst through the men's locker room door and went straight to the back and started opening a locker.

As she did this, the dozen or so men all scrambled to cover themselves. Some ran to the showers for some privacy, some grabbed towels, and a couple had only their hands over their junk. Sam enjoyed the view while Mary brought the scrubs over.

"Do you come in here often? None of them seem shocked."

One of the men spoke up, "Women probably come in here once a week. Always with an excuse, some pretty flimsy."

Mary started speaking after getting Sam's scrubs. "There's a patient in room 69. That's your first assignment. You might want to grab a new box of gloves for the room beforehand."

"Yes ma'am." Sam jokingly gave a salute and ran to the women's locker room to get changed.