My supervisor at the hospital had taken to giving me numerous inspections for prostate problems without benefit of lubrication or the use of gloves. S...e was most discourteous in her language as she rooted around looking for suspicious areas inside my sensitive rectum and I had to allow her to tug at my erect penis the entire time like I was some cow being milked for its tasty cream.I was assigned to duties in training several teenaged Candy-stripers in basic hospital procedures and knew that. I could hear him moaning above me and his grip tightened on my hair. I could tell he was getting close. I stopped before letting him cum in my mouth, I didn’t want the fun to end there. He pulled up into a car park by some local woods. He glanced at me for a moment, sheer desire in his eyes, then pulled me to him and started kissing me passionately, his hands in my hair holding me tight. His tongue was caressing mine in the most seductive way. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter with. A further surprise for me as I went to open the front door was that I tripped over a bag of rhubarb lying on the front step. What was that doing there? I entered. There was Jan looking unusually emabarrased, dressed in a garish pvc nurse's uniform and brandishing a large pink vibrator.Now, I am not in to pvc, nor uniforms of whatever persuasion. so I was even more surprised. "Oh! It's you!" Jan cried, looking relieved. It tuned out that said gent with the puzzled look was a (non-sexual). He closed the door and walked over to me. One hand behind his back. When he got to me, I realized how tall he was. My neck hurt to look up at him. But then again, everyone in the world is taller than me.He coughed into his fist, “Ah...one question?”“Make it quick.”He glanced at the waitresses. Leaned in close to me. I didn't smell cologne, just soap. A nice and clean smell I liked. I stepped back.He nodded in understanding. He looked into my eyes. His eyes were blue with a touch of gold. Very.