"Another maybe, we are not delaying this. Come follow me now!" she stood and gestured me towards the canteen exit.
I hesitated but frankly I had no choice. I followed her lead to the nurse room. As we entered, we saw Miss Madison in her habitat, sorting some papers and equipment around her table. She was wearing a nurse uniform, her top two buttons were unbuttoned, teasing some cleavage. She looked up at us and inquired on the reason of our visit. I showed my swollen hand to her and let her evaluate on how bad it is.
After some thorough examination, Miss Madison assured me and Miss Eve that everything was alright and there is nothing to worry about. She gave me two blue pills and asked me to take it immediately. She also cautioned me that after taking the pill, I would be required to rest in the room as the medicine caused drowsiness. I did as what I was told and rested in the nurse room. Miss Eve bade me farewell as she left for work. I quickly fell asleep as the medicine started to take its effect.
Its about a few hours later when I woke up. I checked the time and found out that it was 5.30pm. I felt a little drowsy and sat on the bed for a while. I scanned the room for Miss Madison but no one was around. After my dizziness went away, I stood up and made way to my cubicle. Along the way, I checked my hand and to my surprise, the swelling has gone down. I was pleased by the recovery and was in general good mood as I reached my cubicle. In my cubicle I found out a note from Miss Jenna stuck on my computer monitor:
"Hey I heard about your hand. Hope you feel ok. See you next week and take care!"
I smiled at the note and kept it in my drawer. I hastily cleared up my workspace and got ready to get back home. At the parking lot, I met Mrs Patel also preparing to go back home. She inquired on where I was gone for the whole day. I explained to her what had happened with my hand and showed her the recovery. She gave me a concerned look while examining my hand.
"Its lucky that your hand had recovered quite fast. You are going to need it soon," She remarked with a slight grin and winked at me. I giggled and blushed a little and reconfirmed with her about the lunch invitation next day. She confirmed and told me to come over around 2pm and sent me the address to her house.
After a little chat with Mrs Patel, we both parted our ways and made way to our respective vehicles to go home. On the way home, I manage to stop and packed some delicious spaghetti and moist cake for dinner. By the time I reached home, my stomach was grumbling louder than a whale call. I giggled on the thought of my stomach communicating with a whale as I entered my house unit. I decided that at least before taking my dinner, I wanted to take a shower first to freshen up myself.
I realized something weird during my shower. My dick was looking a little different in color. It seems like some red paint had fell over my dick and someone tried to wash it away. I wondered what happened and checked if there are any other unusual markings or swellings down there. To my relief, there is nothing unusual and I just washed my dick away of the color and resumed my shower.
I took my dinner soon after my shower and savored every moment of it. Finally, my stomach stopped grumbling and I decided to watch some tv before going to sleep. I clicked through a number of channels and saw nothing interesting to watch. Disappointed, I turned the tv off and got myself to bed. As I began to drift to sleep, a message came into my phone. I checked who sent it and was a little surprised to see it was Mrs Patel.
"Hey, sorry to disturb if you are sleeping or busy or something. Do you have any food restrictions? Like are you a vegetarian or do you have anything you cant eat?"
"No, I don't have any restrictions and thanks for hosting me again!" I replied her message almost immediately.
"Noted and don't worry about the lunch dear, have a good night and have some wet dreams will ya! Night!" I was a little flushed when I saw her message this time. I replied with a smiley and a good night to her. I wondered if her husband knew her actions in the office. The thought of her husband made me shudder and I hoped that everything would be ok for the lunch next day. I drifted again to sleep as the clock struck midnight.
