My Playful Nurse

[Busterfun]

Her 5'8" long legged body is always a spectacular part of her allure. Her incredibly smooth 38D chest is always intriguing and often used to her full advantage when she wants (needs?) my full attention. Needless to say, being a leg and breast lover such as I am, she always has my attention when we are out to play.

Over the years, we have come to know one another quite well, including our social and sexual likes and dislikes. She is in a relatively high stress job, and has always been an over-achiever in everything she does. We are able to get out for cocktails and dancing on a regular basis, and it serves as a great stress reliever to both her and I. When she dresses to go out, she always makes certain that her 'attributes' are well accentuated, and are perfectly displayed to satisfy my voyeuristic tastes, leaning a bit toward very sexy, and always adjustable for what may come later. At 51, she is without a doubt one of the most sexy and sexual woman a man could dream to meet. More than a match for most 35 year olds.

One night, not long ago, I picked her up for dinner and a night of relaxing fun. When she came to the door I got a hint of her mood. She had on a low cut camisole that barely covered her full breasts that were supported by a shelf bra. A gift from me earlier in the week, the shelf bra worked perfectly for her. She doesn't have much sag in her breasts at all, and always enjoys nipple play as we drive, dance or discretely at our table. Over the camisole was an equally low cut top that provided a bit more of a conservative look to the outfit. A knee length wrap skirt covered her beautiful legs, but the split provided a nice 'flash' of the tops of her stockings from time to time. She always leaves her panties home since she know I like to feel her freshly shaven pussy from time to time during our evenings out.

We met our old long time friend Dean at a favorite restaurant, and she almost immediately got into a VERY playful mood. As I tried to look over the menu, MaryAnn and Dean continued to flirt. Dean put his arm around my lady as she continued to stroke him. I could only watch as he clearly maneuvered his hand into her pants and began to feel her ass. The small talk continued as the waitress returned, but I noticed that neither MaryAnn nor Dean removed their hands as I placed our orders.

The evening went on with me watching as they continued to paw each other while attempting to eat their dinners. As we were finishing up the meal, MaryAnn looked over at me again and gave me one of her smiles again before turning back to Dean and slowly unzipping his pants. MaryAnn this time the restaurant was more full, although it did not look as if anyone was really paying attention to our booth.

After a bit of heavy flirting, and deep kissing, she made it clear that she wanted to get his hard cock into her hands and mouth ASAP. Dean leaned back in the bench and let MaryAnn get better access to him, as he moved his arm down behind her and obviously began again to reach into her pants to caress her ass. I could not see everything since the table was in the way, but I tried to keep the conversation going as she pulled out his cock from his pants under the table. She looked at me and we continued the conversation as if nothing strange was happening, even though I could see her hand stroking up and down on his cock. After a few minutes though, the conversation died, since all of us were somewhat distracted. I watched as MaryAnn looked out into the restaurant so see if anyone could see her, and apparently decided it was safe, and she quickly bent over to the side and her mouth went below the table level into Dean's lap. It was hard to believe that she was being that wild, and quite honestly, I began to worry that she was going too far in public, but just as I was about to say something, she sat up and kissed Dean deeply, with her hand still under the table.

Obviously Dean was getting as frustrated as I had been the entire day with her constant teasing. MaryAnn let go of his cock and sat back in the seat, and Dean removed his hand from her pants as we tried to act like everything was normal.

When the waitress came to remove the dishes, I excused myself and headed for the bathroom to relieve myself. My mind was going a mile a minute as I tried to rush back to the table. Would they still be there when I got back? Would she quickly move to head back to the room without me to take it to the next level? Or perhaps she was just stroking him again while I was out of the room?

As I sat down, MaryAnn said that she needed to go to the ladies room herself, and I watched as Dean got up, after adjusting his pants, and let my lady out. As he passed him, she gave him another quick kiss, and headed off as our eyes followed her, admiring her cute ass as she walked away.

After only a minute or two of the two of us talking, Dean said the he might as well head off as well, and he got up to follow MaryAnn. I began to wonder if this was something they had planned while I was gone. Was he really going to the Men's room, or was her going to meet her to go farther than they had been able to do in public?

I sat wondering if I should head back to the rear of the restaurant and see if perhaps I could hear something thru the door of the ladies room. Given that she had earlier followed me into the Men's room and begun to suck me, I had little doubt that she would be happy to do him while I was waiting. I decided that I should stay at the table, since it would look a bit odd if I was hanging outside the Ladies room, but I was on pins and needles.

After about five minutes, MaryAnn returned to the table alone, and totally surprised me by sitting down next to me and kissing me. "I love you," she said, "and I am having one hell of a time. Are you OK?"

"I'm fine, although a bit on edge with everything. Did Dean come to you in the bathroom?" I asked.

"Yeah. I heard a knock and thought for a minute it was you. I opened the door and Dean was there, so I pulled him into the bathroom for a minute and we made out."

She reached for my lap as I asked, "Did he fuck you?"

"No! Not here, but in a little while he will be. I can't wait to feel him inside me. I am so wet right now, I'm surprised I don't slide off the seat." She told me, all the while squeezing my cock thru my pants.

Dean returned to the table and sat opposite the two of us. "Are you guys ready to head out?" he asked us, and we both said that we were, so Dean quickly paid the bill and we began to head back to a local hotel.

At first we thought about getting another cab, but decided to walk instead. Apparently MaryAnn had decided that she really did not want me to feel totally left out, so we probably looked a bit odd with this cute woman walking down the sidewalk, holding hands with two men, and occasionally turning to kiss one or the other. I didn't really notice if anyone was paying attention to us since I was still distracted worrying about what was going to happen after we got to the hotel.

The walk seemed to take forever, but in reality was probably only about 10 minutes. We go to the hotel, and I held the door as we all headed in. MaryAnn touched the button for the elevator, and pressed close to Dean, putting her arm around him and whispering something in his ear again.

While I was beginning to feel relieved, the doors closed, and MaryAnn began to press herself into Dean's body, pushing him into the wall of the elevator as I could only watch. Her mouth was hungrily kissing him, and her hands were reaching down again to his cock, as Dean began to move his hands over my lady's body. I watched as she squeezed her ass and reached under her shirt to play with her breasts. I could hear their breath beginning to come in gasps as MaryAnn began to moan slightly, but before it could go too far, the door opened on our floor.

MaryAnn composed herself, and led the way off the elevator to our door, and put her arms around Dean's neck again as I fumbled with my wallet for the key, and then let us into the suite. As soon as the door closed, MaryAnn and Dean began again to make out just inside the door, with their hands roaming freely over each other's bodies as I watched and waited to see how far it would go.

Suddenly MaryAnn broke the embrace with Dean and turned to me, giving me a deep kiss for just a moment before she moved toward the bedroom, pulling Dean along behind her. I followed, but as I got to the door, she told me to wait, and at first I thought she was going into the room alone and closing the door so that I would not be able to see, since I know that in the past she has liked to get comfortable with the guy for a bit before we turn it into an MFM evening.

It turned out though that she was not planning that after all, but instead she grabbed a chair and pulled it to the doorway of the bedroom.

"Why don't you have a seat here. Will this chair be OK?" She asked.

I looked at the chair, noting that it had no arm rests, and realized that perhaps she could later sit on my cock in the chair, and said, "I am sure it will be fine."

She gave me one more kiss and then turned to Dean as I sat in the doorway and began to watch as they melted into each other's arms next to the bed.

Nothing was said, as Dean began to pull her shirt off her body, exposing her breasts and hard nipples. Dean bent over and began to lick her breasts, moving slowly towards the nipples as I began to unzip my pants to release my hard cock.

Slowly Dean sucked her nipples into his mouth as MaryAnn closed her eyes and enjoyed this man licking her naked breasts as I could only watch. Suddenly Dean released her nipple and reached down and undid the snap on her pants and unzipped the side zipper. MaryAnn helped as he began to slowly move his hands along her hips, moving toward her open pants, and began to slowly push her waistband down, first uncovering her amazing ass, and then moving the pants and thong panties down all the way to her ankles, leaving her standing naked in front of him.

Dean stood up again and moved closer to MaryAnn, pulling her naked body into his arms as she shuddered and moaned slightly, until his lips met hers again, as his hands moved and caressed her body, moving from her back to her breasts and to her ass, until I watched as he slipped one hand between the two of them slowly, and began to touch her pussy. I began to stroke myself slowly as I watched, knowing how wet she must be as his fingers began to penetrate her body, and she moaned even louder as he continued to kiss her lips.

MaryAnn suddenly pushed him away, and began to unbutton his shirt urgently, pulling on the buttons so quickly and forcefully that I thought she would pull the buttons off. Dean began to help her and as he worked on his buttons and removed his shirt, she went to her knees in front of him and began to release his belt and unbutton his pants. She reached into his pants with her left hand, even as her right began to unzip the pants and pull them down.

In seconds she had his cock out and his pants on the ground, and she stared for just a moment as it as she stroked it slowly, seeing how hard he was. To be honest, I didn't remember his size, since it had been a year since the last time we met him, but I realized that he was slightly longer than I am, although I am thicker. I closed my eyes for a moment, realizing that his cock would be going deeper into her body than mine had ever gone, and wondering (quite ridiculously at that point) whether I should try to stop the evening's activities.
As I opened my eyes, I saw Dean move his hand to the back of MaryAnn's head and pull her mouth towards his cock. MaryAnn didn't apparently need much encouragement, as she immediately began to suck his cock as deep into her mouth as possible, and move quickly back and forth, sucking him, as I stroked myself faster, imagining what he was feeling. Dean placed both his hands on the side of her head and began to hold it in place, as he began to move back and forth, fucking her mouth.

He moved quicker, and MaryAnn's hands were working on the shaft and his balls as she tried to get as much of his cock into her mouth as possible. I began to wonder if he would squirt down her throat or in her face, but MaryAnn had other ideas, and suddenly stopped and stood up, moving to kiss him again.

After a few moments, she broke free and slowly moved over to me, pulling my hand from my cock and sitting on my lap.

You can play with it, but don't you climax on me until I am ready to feel you!" She told me.

I just nodded, as she leaned forward to begin to kiss me, as I could only think that she had just been doing that to Dean, and sucking his cock. She stood up, and stopped for a moment, looking at me. She bent over, and went to her knees, and quickly took my cock into her mouth, sucking it as I sat back in the chair and closed my eyes. Her mouth was hot and wet, and I felt myself getting more and more turned on, something I did not think possible. Her hands gently squeezed my balls as I came closer to climaxing, but MaryAnn was not ready for that yet, and she pulled her mouth away, and looked up at me with her saliva around her mouth, and said "Maybe later..."

She stood again and turned away, moving to Dean who had been sitting on the edge of the bed watching her with me. She kissed him, then moved around him to lie on the bed. She pulled Dean down on her and he laid on naked on top of her body as he began to kiss her passionately.

I could see his hard cock and how close it was to my lady's pussy lips as the two of them writhed on the bed. MaryAnn suddenly pushed on Dean's head and he took the hint, moving down between her legs and beginning to like her clit. I couldn't take any more, and I moved from the chair and walked to the head of the bed to begin to suck her nipples as he went down on her sweet pussy. MaryAnn was moaning as she bucked her hips, getting closer to her climax, but as I kneeled on the bed and moved to suck her nipple into my mouth, she opened her eyes, and told me. "Go and sit down. It is not your turn yet. Dean will be making me cum first, and probably a few more times too."

I must have internally groaned, but I stood again as she closed her eyes again, and I moved to the chair in the doorway again, removing my pants on the way so that I could more easily stroke myself. As I sat, I could only watch as my lady wrapped her legs around Dean's neck, and pulled his head closer with her arms. She moaned louder, just as she always does with me as she gets ready to climax. This time, however, it was another man who was providing her the pleasure that I usually did.

Her hips began to move more quickly as she got close to climaxing, and Dean moved his head faster to keep up with her movements. Finally it happened, as she began to scream and climax, and then pulling her lover's head up suddenly because she was apparently too sensitive. He moved up her body as she began shuddering again as she came down from her climax, and they put their arms around each other again and began to kiss and savor the moment normally saved for me and MaryAnn.

The jealousy was there as I watched them cuddle for just a moment, but the excitement as well, knowing that I would sometime soon have her all to myself again. The only questions were when I would get her again, and what was she planning next with Dean, although I had some idea as to the latter.

I watched as she kissed Dean again and began to reach into his pants……...

[roadrunner]

I think part of this story may be missing, near the top. Who is Dean and where did he come from? You start out telling us you're taking her out and how she was dressed. Then suddenly some guy named Dean is leaning back on some bench? With someone named MaryAnn that it later seems must be your wife.

Otherwise it's very good!