"So I'm supposed to report to the recovery room in the new wing.
Easy-peasy, right? Only I get lost. All the corridors look the same. It's my first time in there so I don't know my way around. I finally find the place, I open the door and the patient is still there snoozing on the gurney. So I'm in luck. She doesn't know that I've been wandering around the joint for 45 minutes. I start to relax, walk around a bit, get the feel of the room. All of a sudden, I hear something rustle behind me. I whip around cause I'm still a bit hyped and I can see that her eyes are moving. Her eyelids are flickering like the shutter in an old movie projector. Then Wham! Her eyes are open, I mean wide, open, wide as they can go. And she sits up. And the sheet, the sheet falls off her shoulders like something in a horror movie. Not that she was bad looking. Oh no. Just the opposite. And she turns her head and looks at me and smiles, like she's known me all my life. I take a step towards her, but something stops me. Doesn't matter, because she's already lifting herself off the gurney and onto the floor. This totally screws me because my job was to wheel her into her room and now she's on her feet already. She says something coy and flirty to me, Christ if I can remember what, I'm still in shock. I mean, I'm good-looking, but not so attractive that she would react so immediately like that. She's talking, but she hasn't paused for a second, she's still moving towards me. In fact, she makes a beeline. Speeding up like a freight train. Before I know it, she has me pressed against the wall. I am totally at a loss. Words just will not come into my mouth. I want to say 'Ma'am, would you please step back on the gurney', but I got nothing. I look into her eyes. They are round, black, and all business. She leans into me further with her chest, grinding; the feeling is unbelievable.
I'll never forget what she said next. 'C'mon lover, show me what you got. Whatever you got, I want it.' And she slides her hand down and into my pants. Now I know I'm in deep shit, because I'm already as hard as a torpedo down there." -- Andrew.