Nurse Gina

Copyright M.C. Questgend 2017 – all rights reserved

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WARNING: This book contains material of a very explicit sexual nature and is intended for adult audiences only.  The author does not condone unsafe sexual practices. 

My daily life has always been one of routine. I get up every morning, go to work, eat at the same restaurant for lunch, go home, order takeout from the same place, and relax in front of the television until I fall asleep; then go through it all again the next day. Sounds like a pretty mundane and boring life, but it is mine; that all changed three weeks ago.

I was on my way home from work when I stopped at an ATM to pull some cash. I was a few blocks from home and really never paid attention to my surroundings. I was a couple of blocks away from my apartment when three men jumped me from behind and dragged me into an alley and began beating me. I took several hits to the head and chest and was stripped of my coat and boots, not to mention my wallet and the cash I had just withdrawn.

I was in such pain that I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even call out for help. I laid there until I blacked out. I then felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see a female form in front of me. I couldn’t see clearly and really couldn’t understand her, so I wasn’t sure if I was being attacked again, but I was in no position to put up a fight. I blacked out again and woke up later in an unfamiliar place.

“Are you okay?” a woman said.

“Uh… what?” I replied.

“Can you tell me your name?” she said.

“Michael,” I replied.

“Good, Michael.” She said, “Try to relax. You’re safe.”

“What happened?” I asked.

“I’m not sure… what do you remember?” she asked.

“I’m not sure… I was going home then blacked out and woke up here.” I said.

“Okay, just relax and try to get some rest.” She said.

“Wait a minute… who are you?” I asked.

“I’m Gina.” She said.

“I need to get home,” I said.

“Right now you need to rest.” She explained, “You took a pretty good beating.”

She gently held me down on the couch and I was still too weak to resist.

“Thank you,” I said.

She just smiled at me as she continued to clean me up and bandage the cuts and scrapes I received.
A couple of days later, I was able to move around a little more and got up to use the bathroom. Still not familiar with my surroundings, I accidentally opened Gina’s bedroom where I saw her sleeping. I quietly closed the door and proceeded to find the bathroom.

A few hours later, Gina woke up and found me sitting at the kitchen table drinking a cup of coffee.

“Coffee?” I asked.

“Sure,” she replied, “You seemed to be feeling a little better.”

“Yeah… thanks to you,” I said.

I handed her the cup and she sat down next to me and we tried to recall what happened. I started to remember a little more about being attacked and that didn’t help me any. I became scared thinking it might happen again. Gina didn’t seem too worried and was so caring and willing to help.

“I was going to run out to the market this morning, can I get you anything?” she asked.

“No, you have done more than enough already.” I said, “I probably should head home.”

“You are still a little weak and need some time to rest. Why don’t you stay another day or two.” She suggested.

“No, I couldn’t. You have done so much for me already. I don’t want to be a bother” I said.

“It’s okay, you haven’t been a bother. Besides I needed a break from work anyway.” She said.

“You took time off from work to take care of me?” I asked.

“It’s not like that, I don’t work on a set schedule.” She said.

I loosely put a couple of pieces together and felt a little better about the situation.

“What’s it like being a model?” I asked.

“I’m not a model.” She said.

“Oh, sorry,” I said.

“I’m flattered, but what made you think I was a model?” she asked.

“I got up this morning and was looking for the bathroom and stepped into your bedroom while you slept. I noticed the make-up area and noticed some of the outfits you had.” I explained, “I guess it helps too that you are very attractive.”

“You’re sweet.” She said laughing.

“So what do you do?” I asked.

“That’s not important. Let’s just say I am a performer.” She said cryptically.

I could tell she was a little uncomfortable so I didn’t pursue it any further. The next day, I was doing much better and decided to go home.
Gina and I exchanged phone numbers in hopes that we would stay in contact with each other.

I returned home and tried to get back into my routine. After a few days away from work, I was ready to get back at it. My routine did however change a bit as I no longer walked home in fear that I would be attacked again.

A couple of weeks later, my wounds were healed and I was feeling better. It was late Saturday night and I was at home relaxing after a busy workweek when my phone rang.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Michael?” Gina said crying.

Is that you?” I asked.

“Yes.” She replied.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Not really, I’m at the police station and need someone to bail me out.” She explained.

“What happened?” I asked.

“I can’t stay on the phone long, can you bail me out?” she asked, “I will pay you back.”

“Where are you?” I asked.

She gave me the police station precinct and I rushed over to arrange bail. When I arrived, I was informed that bail was not required if HIS fine could be paid. HIS Fine?
I wasn’t sure we were talking about the same person, but after reading the police report, I now understood. I paid the fine and waited for Gina to be released. She was escorted out and looked like she had been crying for quite a while. Her mascara was running down her face and you could tell she had been in a little tussle. Her blouse was ripped, as were her nylons. She was carrying her heels since one appeared to be broken. I immediately took off my coat and wrapped it around her shoulders and walked her to the cab waiting outside.

On the way back to her place, she never said a word, I could tell she was scared and embarrassed. I pulled her closer to me and she rested her head on my shoulder. When we arrived, I walked her to the door and planned to leave.

“Please don’t go yet.” She said.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“I don’t want to be alone right now.” She said.

“Okay, I’ll stay for a little while,” I replied and walked in with her.

She put her things down on the table and looked over at me.

“Not much of a model, huh.” She said.

“Are you sure you are okay?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she said, “I am sorry I had to get you involved in this. I didn’t know who else to call.”

“It’s okay, I owe you my life remember,” I said.

“I will pay you back as soon as I can.” She said.

“Don’t worry about it,” I replied.

“No, it’s not right, I will pay you back.” She insisted.

“Listen that is up to you. You don’t need to, but if you insist – I just don’t want you to rush.” I said.

“Well, I better get cleaned up.” She said.

“Okay, are you sure you want me to stay?” I asked.

“Would it be okay if I stayed at your place?” she asked.

“Sure,” I replied.

“I just think it would be better if I got away from here for a little while.” She explained.

“No problem,” I said.

She packed a bag and we headed back to my apartment. When we arrived, I gave her a quick tour and let her settle in.

“You can take the bedroom and I will take the couch,” I said.

“No, it’s okay, I can take the couch.” She said.

“No, I insist.” I said, “Besides, it’s late and you probably haven’t slept.”

I escorted her to the bedroom and put her to bed. I went back to the living room and sat on the couch wondering about who was really sleeping in my bed. Is this attractive woman really a man? I was infatuated with the beautiful figure, now I wonder why I was deceived.

A few hours later as the sun came up, I got up to make breakfast. I didn’t sleep at all thinking about Gina. I felt I needed answers, but didn’t know how to ask or even if I should.
I could hear Gina get up and get into the shower. I was curious, but never entertained walking in on her. About an hour later, she came out of the bedroom.

“Good morning.” She said.

“Good morning. Would you like something to eat?” I asked.

“No, I think I better go.” She said.

“Please sit down and eat. You had a rough night and probably haven’t eaten anything.” I explained.

I got up and helped her to her chair and fixed her a plate. She was clutching the envelope that had the rest of her personal items.
After I put the plate down in front of her, I walked to the television and picked up the envelope I received from the officer that had the police report, mug shots, and receipt for the fine.
I handed it to her and sat back down.

“You may want to take that with you,” I said.

“Thank you.
For everything.” She said, “I will pay you back as soon as I can.”

“Don’t say another word about it,” I replied.

She opened the envelope and pulled out the paperwork and then put the envelope down embarrassed to look up at me.

“I guess I should explain.” She said.

“You don’t have to,” I replied.

“I think I do.” She said, “I obviously gave you the wrong impression of me.”

“We all have skeletons,” I said, “It’s okay.”

“It doesn’t bother you?” she asked.

“I’m a little surprised, but it doesn’t bother me at all,” I said.

“You don’t want to know why?” she asked.

“It’s none of my business,” I replied.

“I am sorry I deceived you.” She said.

“You didn’t.” I explained, “You helped me in my time of need. I am returning the favor.”

“But I didn’t tell you about me.” She said.

“Let me ask you something. Are you happy with who you are?” I asked.

“Yes.” She replied.

“Then it doesn’t matter what I think,” I said.

“You’re not a little bit curious?” she asked.

“Sure, but it is not my place to intrude on your privacy,” I said.

“You were so nice to me, I just didn’t want you to think differently because of this.” She explained.

“I am worried about you.” I replied, “I don’t want to see someone I care about hurt.”

“You care about me?” she asked.

“Of course I am,” I said.

“Even now?” she asked.

I got up and walked around the table to her and put my hand on her shoulder. I wanted to reassure her that I did care about her.

“You mean a lot to me right now. You are probably the closest person to me.” I explained. “I don’t want to see you hurt.”

Gina started to tear up and she put her hand on my knee then quickly leaned in and kissed me. I was shocked by the move and pulled back quickly.
Looking at her, I could tell she simply reacted to our conversation, but I didn’t want to hurt her feelings. My own feelings were becoming confused. So I brought her back to me and hugged her rubbing her back as she squeezed me tightly. She then got up quickly and left my apartment.

The rest of the day, I kept thinking about Gina and what she must be thinking. I also started to wonder what it would be like to have her in my life. If I was going to pursue this I needed more from her.

The next morning, an envelope was slipped under my door. It was filled with cash and a note from Gina that simply read, “Thank you.”

I took the envelope and went to work, but couldn’t focus on anything except Gina. I took the rest of the day off and went over to Gina’s place.

“I didn’t ask for this,” I said as Gina opened the door.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

“I came to return this,” I said.

“No, I can’t let you do that.” She said.

Do you think you owe me something?” I asked.

“You kept my secret and you treated me with kindness and…” she replied before being interrupted.

“You treated me with the same kindness, remember,” I said.

“I just don’t want to hurt you.” She said.

“Hurt me?” I asked.

“Please just go.” She said.

“I’ll go, but not before we get one thing straight,” I said.

I walked up to her pulled her close to me and gave her a deep passionate kiss. As our lips met, her arms wrapped around me and she pressed herself closer to me.

“The only way I can be hurt now is if you really don’t care about me,” I said as I walked toward the door.
I turned back and said, “If you think I can’t accept you for who you are, guess again.”

I went back home and became upset over the rejection. I understood that she didn’t think it could happen, but I was angry at the fact that she didn’t trust me to try.

I was in the shower when I heard the doorbell. I wasn’t in a position to answer it and wasn’t expecting anyone. I then heard a familiar voice.

“Michael?” Gina called from the living room.

I threw on a towel and walked out to meet her. She let herself in and was carrying a fairly large suitcase.

“Sorry, the door was open.” She said.

“It’s okay, come in,” I replied.

“Before you say anything, I want you to look at something.” She said.

She pulled open her coat and was naked underneath. I looked at her from head to toe. Her tight firm legs, stomach, beautifully formed breasts, and if not for the penis she had, she was easily the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.

“Still think I am worth it?” she asked.

I walked up to her and we embraced and kissed again deeply. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. As I laid her on the bed, she immediately stopped me.

“Wait. Before we do anything, I want you to watch me.” She said.

“Okay,” I replied.

She stood up and sat me on the bed. She asked me not to move as she took her suitcase and opened it. She wanted me to watch her transform into Gina. So I sat and watched her as she slid on a pair of white nylons and fastened them to the lace garter belt. She then put on a pair of lace panties – carefully concealing her “secret”. She then moved up and put on a white matching bra. She put on a nurse’s dress and slipped into a pair of white pumps. She looked in the mirror briefly to fix her makeup and hair, then walked back out and stood directly in front of me.

“Is this what you expected Nurse Gina to look like?” she asked.

I stood up and looked deep into her eyes and said, “Nurse Gina is the person I saw walk through the door.”

We then kissed and she pulled the towel I had wrapped around my waist. She began to kneel down in front of me – running her fingernails down my chest and kissing me as she worked her way down.

She began kissing my cock which was getting harder with each passing moment. She then began to lick the tip as she took hold of me; wrapping her other hand around me and clutching my ass. She slowly began to lick up and down the shaft, until it was nice and wet and slid it into her mouth taking every inch.

I could feel her pressing her tongue against my cock as it slide across the roof of her mouth and the tip was reaching her tonsils. She continued to suck and stroke me, occasionally stopping to catch her breath.

“Do you like that?” she asked.

“Oh yeah, I love it,” I said.

“Do you want me?” she asked.

“Yes, I want you,” I replied.

“I want you.” She said, “I want to so bad.”

She continued to pleasure me with her oral performance. She continued to hold on to my cock and she stood up and laid me on the bed. She then went back down and continued the fantastic blow job.

I was lost in the pleasure I was receiving. I looked down and watched her slide my cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. I then pulled her up on top of me and without thinking tried to get her panties off.

“Wait… are you sure?” she asked.

I never said a word, just looked her square in the eyes and grabbed her panties and ripped them off her.
I continued to pull her up to me until she was sitting on my chest and her cock was staring me in the face. I grabbed her ass and pulled her closer until I began to take her cock in my mouth.

She moaned with excitement and after adjusting her body onto mine she grabbed a hold of my head and pulled it closer as I continued to suck her cock.

“Oh my god, that feels so good.” She said, “I love it when you suck my cock. I am getting so wet for you.”

I continued to pleasure her until she was nice and hard. She then pulled away and slid down and grabbed my cock and inserted it into her pussy.
It was so tight, I had never felt anything like that before.

“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH” she screamed, “You are so big. I love you inside me.”

“You are so tight, baby, I love that tight pussy.”

She continued to ride my cock up and down and as deep as she could.

“Oh god, I’m going to cum.” She said, “I’m cumming… I’m cumming… OOOOOOOOHHHH… UHHH…UHHH… hhhhmmmmm.”

She shot her load all over my stomach and chest and fell on top of me while I was still inside her. She got back up with her chest and stomach covered in her cum and sat back down taking my cock all the way inside her.
She let out a soothing groan and then got up and helped me to my feet. She bent over in front of me and helped me penetrate her from behind.

“Oh yes, give it to me baby, “ she said.

“You like that?” I asked.

“Oh fuck yes,” she replied, “ I love it when you ram that cock inside me.”

I continued to penetrate her.
She continued to move back and forth over my cock sliding it in and out until I was ready to cum.

“Cum inside me, baby.” She begged.

I pressed my cock deeper and deeper until I came.

“Oh that feels so good,” she said, “I can feel that hot cum inside my pussy.”

I continued to penetrate her until I was done gyrating with each shot of cum inside her. I then fell forward onto her back. Our sweaty cum covered bodies were exhausted. We laid in bed and as she laid next to me she continued to kiss my wet body.

“Do you want to know what I do for a living?” she asked.

“It doesn’t matter.” I replied as I kissed her, “As far as I’m concerned, you are a nurse and I think I am going to need some special health care for a while.”

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