He was transfixed by the view and did not notice her looking over her shoulder looking at him. It only took a moment until he noticed her smiling at h...m. He got caught looking which is why he was there but he still started to blush while at the same time getting hard. He heard the next dancer up was Roxy. She was fully dressed in a nurse's uniform, white hat, white uniform with buttons down the front, white stockings and garter which peeked out from her short uniform that also barely covered. One such nurse, appropriately named Joy, was the principal research assistant in the echocardiography laboratory. Picture a tiny Sophia Loren, probably 5’1” or so, with a dramatic Italian look. Long, thick black hair that had to be pinned up or covered during procedures. A beautiful face. A large and apparently perfectly shaped bosom. Womanly hips, and graceful legs. She rarely wore scrubs, instead some quite attractive street clothing. Among the patients, there was a rumor that Joy walking. I recall the sight of her hard nipples in that wet bathing suit clinging to her curves. I imagine how it would feel to touch her through wet spandex. I imagine how she would shiver when I do, and how her powerful, muscled body would flex to mold into me. Just as I imagine sliding my hands underneath the clingy fabric, to touch and pet and pinch all her sensitive places, I slide my hand into my trunks and touch myself. I'm more than half-hard. I blame her and her one-piece suit. It leaves too. We've never really spent any time conversing before then. He seems so sweet," Sue smiled, staring into the water."Well, I think I'd better go upstairs and get changed," spoke Jo."Jo, can I come up to your room for a while? I really don't feel like hanging around this pool any longer and I don't want to go to my room just yet. It's so boring," Sue exclaimed."Sure, honey, let's go," Jo smiled.Heading for the stairs, dripping wet, the girls made their way to Jo's room. Entering the room, Jo.