He jerked awake and looked around."Who's there?" He asked as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes."Shhh," Michelle said softly. "It's just the nurse chec...ing on you.She put her small white hand on his dark chest and eased him back onto the bed. His chest was like a steel banded barrel. The sheet had been tossed aside when he jerked upward, leaving Craig covered by only a tiny pair of bikini briefs.Continuing her role as concerned nurse, she checked the bandages around his knee, trying hard not to. I closed my lips on hers and sucked drawing it deeper into my mouth. I pressed my teeth against it hungrily as she drew back out causing her to moan erotically. I moved down her neck line sucking, licking, and gently biting her. When my lips reached her cleavage, she pushed me back and yanked her sports bra off. Heavy golden breasts fell free from there restrictions. Her nipples were screwed into hard nubs begging for my attention. My cock, still exposed from the masturbatory seduction I. He filled thebra cups with tissue.He looked at myself. His hands were too big. His ass was too flat. Butit wasn't bad. He wished hid medium-length hair was longer. He rolledthe pantyhose on, then pulled the petticoats up. He stepped into thedress.It felt terrific, to tell you the truth. Soft and smooth, hugging mysides like a lover. He could see why so many men liked maid's dresses.He put my mop hat on hid head and fixed it there with pins. He looked atthe mirror, smiled and curtsied.He stepped. “Thanks,” Tammy said.She padded back to my room. Finally, I poured my coffee and opened my laptop. Scrolling through news headlines, I clicked the odd story. After about fifteen minutes passed, I started to become curious. Tammy hadn’t returned. I had no idea what could possibly be taking her so long. I walked down the hallway, and knocked softly on my closed bedroom door.“Tammy?” I asked. “Are you alright?”“I’m… yes, I’m alright.” She sounded anxious.“Is it okay? Does it fit?” I asked,.