It wasn't very crowded, and several of the rooms only had one patient in them.It wasn't very crowded, and several of the rooms only had one patient in them. As I pushed my cart along, I reached the last room in the corridor, took a bottle off the car and breezed unannounced into a room. I didn't think before pushing aside the privacy curtains around the bed, and I soon learned why they were closed! The patient, a good-looking male around my age, was sitting up in the bed masturbating himself while looking at a pornographic magazine! While my sudden entrance briefly startled him, his reaction startled me. "Well," he said, "did you come to just watch, or did you want to give me a hand!" I then realized that instead of putting the ice bottle down and leaving, I had just stood there staring at his huge prick. Maybe it was because I hadn't seen an erect cock at home in a few weeks, or maybe I was just in shock at finding this patient jerking himself off. Whatever the reason, I finally responded by blushing, mumbling "excuse me," and rushing out of the room. Soon it was time to go home, but that night I could hardly sleep. And, when I did, all I did was dream about that man holding his huge cock and pumping his hand up and down the shaft. I soon woke up and, with fantasies of that big cock floating through my head, I began to caress my clit with my fingers, moving slowly back and forth until I felt a wetness between my legs. My clit was now swollen and responding to the least bit of pressure, so as I rubbed it around and round, I inserted two fingers into my cunt. Imagining they were the patient's huge cock, I felt my body began to respond. But, I knew my fingers were no match for his huge prick. I began to rub my clit and cunt faster and faster, and a quickening arose in my twat. |