I had just graduated and in this market was happy to get a job. I had trained and been licensed as a Registered Nurse, certified for ER and OR, but had to take a job at first in a small general practice. It wasn't so bad and was much less stressful than my ER rotation has been, but it wasn't what I wanted to do, especially if I wanted to later pursue a Nurse Anesthetist certification. The practice was part of a chain of walk in clinics that had been started by a group of a half dozen doctors twenty or so years before. Dr Hal was the physician at ours, but he was rarely there. I had met him when hired, but Beth, the Nurse Practitioner, pretty much ran the place. Dr Hal spent most of his time doing hospital rotations or just staying home. Word had it since his wife had passed away in a car accident several years earlier he had become quite withdrawn and worked just hard enough to pay his bills and little else.
I guess I should tell you that I am tall for a girl, about 5'11", and thin, except for my 34C breasts, with long red hair I wear up during the day. I never wear anything except scrubs to work so I pretty much look like every other nurse in the area. Although red headed, I lacked freckles on my face but had them pretty much everywhere else. Other than my hair the most noticeable thing about me in scrubs were my heavy plastic framed glasses. Yep, I am a nerd girl. I stay thin by dancing and aerobics. I became interested in swing dancing after taking a class in college in Memphis, and continued to Lindy, Shag and Charleston whenever I could, although I wasn't the best at any of them. I was passably good at the Lindy Hop though, and since most of the music played at swing dances had the eight count beat, I could fake my way through a crowded floor. Unfortunately other than aerobics class at the Y, I had no outlet for dance at the moment, so I was elated when Beth told me that I would be going for continuing training at a conference in Memphis on a Thursday and Friday. I figured I could dance both nights, or even make a long weekend out of it.
That I had no partner didn't matter, there were always guys there ready to dance with pretty girls, and my red hair and figure got me enough attention that I wasn't a wallflower. Most of my dance friends there had graduated and moved, as I had, but I was looking forward to seeing a few at the club that featured swing dance on a nightly basis. To some it is a silly hobby, but I enjoy it and it is a great work out. Plus I get to dress in something a little sexy and that is enticing to me as I am otherwise quite reserved.
Since this is a site about sexy stories, I guess you should know I have limited experience in that area. I had done vaginal intercourse with two different long term boyfriends in college, but it had been for the most part unfulfilling. Just as I would get going they would erupt inside me, leaving me panting and messy. Still, I liked them, they were my boyfriends at the time (one at a time!!) and I saw it as part of being a good girl friend. Since that wasn't satisfying to me, I learned to avoid the problems of gooey panties and having to rub one out in my dorm after hours by learning to give the best blow job I could, and learning to give a hand job that one boyfriend described as "Amazing." I took pride in those abilities and to myself thought it made me prepared for adult romance and ultimately marriage. I figured on waiting until I was really in love before I let a guy climax inside me again, and in the meantime satisfying the ones I liked with my other skills. That I didn't orgasm didn't really matter. I could do that myself, and I loved it when a guy erupted either in my hand or mouth, spraying his seed uncontrollably everywhere as I felt totally empowered and in control.
I drove down after work on Wednesday and was surprised at the hotel the practice had booked me in. It was at least four stars and was pushing five. Everything was marble and mahogany and there was a fountain in the lobby restaurant for ducks. The conference was across the street at a more down scale, though still nice, hotel and conference center, but I was grateful to be finally staying in a place like this. My room was huge and overlooked the street below, and you could see Beale and the Forum from my window. I hung my wardrobe bag in the closet, set out my toiletries and being exhausted went straight to bed.
I don't travel well and this trip was no exception, I just have a hard time sleeping away from home. So it was that I awoke groggy and out of it, did my morning shower routine half asleep and while still wrapped in a towel sipped coffee made from the in room brewer as I sat on the edge of the bed. It wasn't helping. I was still felt half asleep. Finally I went to retrieve the business skirt, jacket and blouse from the closet. I like to lay my things out, even my underwear, before I get dressed so I don't have to hunt all over for anything. I opened the closet door just as the guy in the adjoining room decided to gather his cloths from the door on the other side. Neither of us in the morning fog had found the closet, but both stood there in towels staring at each other through to the door to our adjoining rooms. Well, I had a towel wrapped around me, he just had one hanging over his shoulders. I could not help but look down and even stare at the largest penis and scrotum I had ever seen!
He quickly covered himself with the towel as he said "I guess this isn't the closet. I am so sorry."
It was then that I looked up and realized it was Dr Hal, which was the only name I knew him by, standing in front of me. He had brown hair with just a touch of gray, and for his fifty or so years was in great shape with pronounced abs, pecs and triceps. Dr Hal was especially tall and could have played basketball in school, and did for all I knew. He also had a red face and a sheepish grin as he apologized for the error of opening the wrong door.
"Oh! Doctor Hal, I'm sorry! I did the same thing! I guess I've never, uh, stayed in a room this fancy before and well, uh, the coffee hasn't kicked in yet."
"Uh, you're Hannah? They told me Hannah would be here but I, well, I remember you but, uh"
"You've never seen me like this?"
"Right. That's it. I am sorry though, I would never..."
"Oh don't worry about it, I made the same mistake." I smiled, and I meant it. It was the sort of thing that could happen to anyone and both of us were innocent of any wrong doing. I was just about to shut the door when he asked,
"Why don't we finish getting ready and have breakfast in the lobby? The restaurant there has the best omelets ever."
"It's a deal, give me a half hour or so?"
"Sounds good" he replied with a smile that could melt a girls heart. I've never really been attracted to an older guy, but there was something special about... oh yeah. He has a huge penis. I never really cared about size, I guess because all the guys I had been with were about the same, four or five inches, maybe six when really hard. Dr Hal was six or seven and didn't appear to be erect at all. That fact, and that it had been some time since I had been with any guy of any size, I had been focused on finishing school and studying for my boards, I guess turned on the water works down stairs just a bit. Don't get me wrong though, dating an older man? Probably not going to happen. Dating at the office, really unlikely to happen, and dating effectively my boss's boss? No way would I consider it.
Now wide awake, I finished getting ready and checked myself out in the mirror. I have to admit I thought I looked pretty good, professional but attractive with my form fitting jacket and a khaki skirt that clung to my legs, each doing its part to accentuate my long legs and figure. I left the top and first button on my blouse open which hinted at cleavage without actually showing any. I pulled my hair back into a single pony tail, having brushed the frizzy out of it. A clutch and portfolio completed the ensemble along with my glasses. Since the seminar was for both doctors and their staff I figured to get my share of attention, given that I would probably be the youngest there, and I'm almost always the only red head.
As we made no plans on how to meet a couple of minutes after the appointed time when the doctor had not knocked, I left my room to go to the lobby, however just as I was exiting mine, he was exiting his and we met in the hall.
"Well that is good timing" he smiled.
