I would touch myself whenever my boyfriend wasn't around and look for opportunities to show off a little, in a way that would look completely unintent...onal.Most of my episodes would be with random guys, sometimes I would answer to the delivery guy braless or bend down to get my money so that he would see my thong, other times at uni projects I would bend down so my boy colleagues could have a good look at my boobs or I would spend the whole afternoon sitting with my ass out. I didn't want to go. I’m sure Jessica will come around as well.”“Thanks, Al,” I said.We shook hands and he left. I removed my shirt and pants, and hung them in the closet. I put my t-shirt, shoes, and socks on a shelf, put on the flimsy hospital gown, and got into the bed. Five minutes later, a very cute young nurse came into the room.“Mr. Adams? I’m Angel Sanchez, your nurse.”I smirked, “Well, Angel, obviously, I’ve died and gone to heaven!”“If I had a dollar for every time I’ve heard THAT line, I could have. .. gawking with my mouth agape as Lenore stood in the doorway,backlit by the bright hallway chandelier, wearing one of those shortysee-through bathrobes. You know ... the kind of robe a girl wears whenshe wants to look like she's not really wearing a robe. And then therewere those sexy high-heeled slippers she's always strutting around in ...the ones with all that fuzzy, fluffy junk on the toes."You BORROWED my mother's blouse, TONY?" she screeched incredulously,loud enough to attract the. Then she helped me strap my new cock around my waist and slip my dick into it. She pulled the crotch straps on either side of my balls and up through my ass crack to buckle them to the waist strap. They rode right across the flange of my buttplug. Then she laid back, spread her legs and said, "It looks good on you. Take it for a spin."It was like a magical experience for me. I suddenly knew what it was like to have a normal sized cock and I couldn't wait to fuck her with it. I slipped it into.