Mixing Business with Pleasure (F/M) | 2016

I used to work at a skilled nursing facility which I pretty much ran during the weekends. I had been promoted to supervisor and always seemed to be the "go-to" nurse. Everyone came to me with their issues and I got along with all the employees pretty well. Our staff consisted of mostly women who always noticed when a guy started working there.

A few months after I started working there, a male nurse was hired to do our wound care. Most of the girls, including myself, were pretty young; between 18-25. It was kinda fun to watch them practically throw themselves at an older guy. He was attractive, slim, bald with piercing blue-green eyes that all the girls thought were gorgeous. I never said anything because I had a boyfriend at the time and I am very loyal when I am in a relationship. Nothing was going to happen between us anyway. Messing around with a co-worker was a big no-no for me and highly frowned upon by the company. However, he was a really reserved guy but would make small talk with me whenever we ran into each other. Apparently, it was more often with me than anyone else, but I thought he was just being friendly.

Fast-forward 2 years. I had gone back to school and started to work weekdays to better accommodate my schedule. After I graduated I decided to go back to weekends. Working the weekends was pretty awesome because it's so laid back. I had also just broken up with my boyfriend of 3 years and started letting my wild side take over. I had just turned 26 and I was single and loving it. My confidence was building and I wasn't as shy as I used to be. The male nurse that did the wound care was still there. Let's call him, Max. Max was 39 now and still looked pretty damn good.

He found out, like pretty much everyone else (you could create a drama series from everything that went on at work), that I was single and he seemed to be talking to me more frequently. I soon began to notice the little flirty things Max would do like noticing every time I changed my hairstyle. I would say I was trying a new look and he would reply with something along the lines of "it looks great anyway you fix it." I would smile and he would smile back at me every time. "Your smile brightens up this whole building," he would say. I would blush and giggle like giddy little schoolgirl. So embarrassing. I was such a goofball.

I had a special patient (we're not supposed to play favorites but I loved that lady) that I would visit as soon as I finished getting report from the nurse I was relieving every weekend. The funny thing was that he would always be at the room across from my little lady doing a treatment on the patient there. Coincidence? No. Not for 6 weeks consecutively. One day we were discussing sports and he mentioned he had a pair of tickets to a basketball game that were given to him and if I would like to go. Well of course I did. Who wouldn't want to go see their favorite team play and in really great seats too.

Before he left that day, he stopped at the nurses' station and said he wanted to ask me something.

"I was wondering if you would want to go with me as more than friends?"

"Like a date?"

"Yeah, that....ummmm do you?"

"Sure, why not."

He let out a huge sigh of relief after that and said, "Cool! It's a date!" I chuckled a bit. "Okay."

After a few days he ended up texting me and saying he thought the game was on Friday but it was actually on Saturday. There was no way I could call-in with such a short notice, specially since we were extremely short on staff. Unfortunately, we didn't end up going on a date but 2 weeks later he invited me over to his place for dinner and drinks. Max and I flirted a bit during the weekend before our meeting set for that Tuesday.

I was in one of the patient's room answering a call light and he parked his supply cart right in front of the door to block me in and wouldn't let me out.

"Can you please let me out?"

He smiled and said, "what are you gonna do if I don't?" I don't know what came over me but I slapped his ass and he jumped back in utter surprise. He even had that "I-can't-believe-you-did-that" look on his face for a good 30 seconds. The patient in the room had even burst out laughing. I covered my mouth to keep myself from laughing and pushed the cart away and went back to my desk. Omg, I kept thinking to myself. Why did I do that? I shouldn't do that at work. I was so worried someone would see. I was after all supposed to lead by example.

Max then walked over to my desk and my heart started racing. He was just about to say something when my pager went off. Saved by the beep. Thank goodness it was the hospital calling me to let me know my admission was on it's way. My new patient kept me busy enough that I didn't see him the rest of the day.

Tuesday had arrived and I got to his place late in the evening. I had on some skinny jeans and a semi-see through beige shirt. His house was really nice inside, a true bachelor's pad with sports stuff everywhere. He showed me around and we proceeded to have drinks in the patio. We talked and got to know each other some but we never had dinner. I don't think that was his intention anyways.

"So.....what do you want to do now?"

"We can go inside and watch TV?"

Max agreed and suggested watching the basketball game which I had no problem with. He led me to his bedroom where his TV was located. We climbed in his bed and laid down only inches apart from each other. We watched the game and chatted.

His legs started to get closer to mine and he adjusted his pillow. I moved right next to him and he placed his arm around me so I could lay my head on his shoulder. Like I said we had a couple of drinks, so that liquid courage was kicking in. I was horny by now. I placed my hand on his chest and would softly trace my fingertips over it. His eyes never left the TV. I let my hands wonder down his abs and around his waistband. Just as I was going to feel his bulge he grabbed my hand and pulled it back up. He didn't say anything but I could feel his heartbeat getting stronger and faster. We laid there for a while until the next commercial came on. He started to say something but I cut him off mid- sentence and kissed him. You know what he did after? He just kept talking! Simply carried on from where he had left off. I just smiled, shook my head, got on top of him and kissed him again. He stopped me and told me he knew he wasn't going to settle with a one-time thing. We had previously discussed that I wasn't ready for a relationship and I suggested we could be FWBs and see where things went. Max just got up to lock the door and started undressing on his way back to the bed.

The whole evening he was cool as a cucumber and then I don't know what bit him but he turned into a wild animal . He jumped into bed and grabbed a hold of my jeans and my purple panties and pulled them off quick. My shirt and bra went next. He pushed me back onto the bed and left my naked body exposed in front of him. With a devilish smirk on his face he took off his boxers and I noticed his cock was average and hard. Max moved his way up towards me and his lips found mine. They locked and our tongues swirled around one another. He began kissing me down my neck and started nibbling my erect nipples once he reached them. My whole body tensed up more and more every time his mouth moved closer and closer to my bare, wet pussy. I felt his arms wrap around my thighs and pull me towards him. A loud grunt escaped his mouth when he drove his dick inside me in one swift motion. For several minutes, he eased his cock in and out, nice and slow, moaning each time.

"Mmmm! I never thought a pussy could feel this good."

"Take me from behind?" (Doggie style is my favorite position).

"No. I want you just like this."

Max just kept fucking me slowly, then he would pick up the speed and do it harder and faster and then slow down to fuck me gently again. It felt great but I wanted to cum so bad. Each time he brought me close to the edge he would stop and turn me over into a new position. He didn't want to cum and he wouldn't let me cum even though I begged him over and over again.

"Please, Max, let me cum, please."

"Fine!"

He pulled out and placed his hand under my ass and buried his face in my pussy. I could feel him lick up, down and all around my clit. He would gently suck on it and start licking again faster, hitting my spot each time. A wave of pleasure spread through my entire body. My hands clawed at the sheets, my back arched and my legs pressed against his head until a really intense orgasm subsided.

Max hovered over me, started kissing me and I could taste the hint of sweetness in my juices. Without any hesitation his head found my opening and he entered as if he owned it. He had a lot of stamina and wasn't planning on stopping anytime soon. Max kept thrusting until he was satisfied and blew the biggest load all over my chest and stomach.

He got up and went to get a towel but in the meantime I laid there covered in cum, dripping down to my legs and onto the bed. We cleaned up and I headed home soon after because it was late and he had to be up for work early.

Max and I hooked up a couple of times after that and would flirt at work. Our encounters ended a few months ago but it was fun while it lasted. :)