" "Still, I will feel much better if we have the nurse look at you and give us her opinion." "Still, I will feel much better if we have the nurse look at you and give us her opinion. Get up now, and fix your hair and put the little, white slip on that we bought for you last week and the white high heels, she'll be here shortly." "Shouldn't I put on a robe?" Monica asked with a rather embarrassed look ron her face. "No, just the slip and the high heels will be sufficient," I replied. "When you're ready, come into the living room." Before Monica could prepare herself, the doorbell rang and I opened it to greet Donna. She looked just as lovely as I had remembered her, and was dressed in another white skirt and blouse just like the ones she had worn the other day in the doctor's office. "Hi Donna. Come right in. Monica will be joining us in just a moment." "It's nice to see you again, sir," Donna replied as I led her into the living room offering her a seat on the loveseat. I sat beside her, and we exchanged small talk for a moment or two before Monica entered the room. Rising, I introduced the two women. "Donna, this is my wife, Monica. Monica, Donna is my doctor's nurse that I told you about. We certainly do appreciate your coming over to check Monica, Donna. I love her very much and want to be sure that she's OK." Monica greeted Donna with oa warm but slightly embarrassed smile. I knew that she felt a bit uncomfortable about wearing just the slip and high heels, but I loved the way she looked, and I knew that Donna did, too. I sat back on the loveseat next to Donna leaving Monica the chair across from us. "He's really being overprotective of me, Donna. I really feel just fine." "Well, you have had quite an experience today, Monica, and it's important that you be checked out," I told her with a smile. Turning to Donna, I began to explain what Monica had been through. "You see Donna, Monica called me from work today and asked me to come home because she needed to have sex...." Monica interrupted my explanation. |