Dutch is Caught Red Handed & Kathy reprises Act With the Older Woman
And the next day, Thursday was no different. Rosa called Dutch at the hospital. "Honey I'm sorry to bother you at work, but I have to see you."
"What's wrong? Are you all right?" He asked as he tensed up sensing bad news.
"No, no, I'm fine. Well, no, I'm not fine. I'm so horny I can't stand it. I need you and I need you bad. Can you meet me someplace?"
"Baby I can't leave here. Can you come here; I can manage some time with you if you come over in the next thirty minutes or so."
"Do you know where I'm calling from?"
"Where, are you close by?"
"No, I'm in the ladies room using Cynthia's dildo. I'm gushing, literally gushing. Jesus I'm in heat!"
"Get your ass over here ASAP. I'll try to find a place for us where we won't be disturbed for a while."
"Oh honey you won't regret it. I love you!" And Dutch heard a click and then a dial tone. She was on her way.
***
Forty minutes later they were fucking in a broom closet that had shelves on three sides and was chock full of brooms, mops and buckets; and paper towels and toilet paper. Rosa's dress was up around her hips; her twisted pantyhose tossed feveredly into the corner, lay half in - half out of a bucket containing water and ammonia; and were hopelessly ruined. But her legs were wrapped securely around his hips as he pounded his durable cock into her sopping wet cunt.
They shifted their feet to attain better position and dislodged a mop handle that on falling stabbed Dutch in the ribs. He groaned in pain and frustration at not having more room to move about.
"What?" Rosa asked, near panic as her orgasm was or seemed to be miles away. "Don't come!" She barked out, clutching his shoulders and digging her nails into his flesh. "Not yet baby! Don't come yet! I'm close but not there."
Dutch wheezed, partly from the ammonia fumes, partly from the tight confines of the closet, but still managed to squeeze her buttocks tightly to hold her against him as she worked, using all her expertise in kegels, until unable to help himself he began to squirm.
"Not yet! Not yet!" she called out, mentally cursing herself for using all her skills to make him come, but resenting the fact that he was going to come. 'What the hell's wrong with me?" she asked, but no answer was forthcoming.
For his part, Dutch was striving to hold off, trying to free himself from her deliciously succulent vise, but Rosa, despite herself, or perhaps even because of herself, initiated a series of deep grinding thrusts, flexing her thighs to hold him fast and won the battle as his cock absorbed one last kegel and then spewed his load against her cervix.
"Bastard!" she shouted and he grimaced, thinking the entire staff of his unit had heard her.
"Easy, I'm not finished baby," he said, hoping she'd calm down enough to bring her off. But Rosa was having none of it. A suddenly irrational Rosa began pummeling him with her fists causing him to knock over a stack of rolled paper towels to the floor that made for extremely difficult traction. Dutch was totally confused by her actions. This was not the Rosa he knew and loved, something was wrong.
"Keep on fucking, it'll get hard again," she pleaded morosely, then ground her mons into him. The fact that she had quieted down helped. Dutch wasn't soft, in fact his cock was still rather hard and Rosa found him, pulled it forward reinserting his mushroomed head in her cunt and kissed him hungrily on the mouth.
"Ah, yeah, yeah, that's it! Shove that big prick in me!" She groaned hungrily. "Yeah, stir my honey pot with your magic wand!"
He felt his prick expand as her cuntal walls converged around it. "Yeah," she moaned in his ear and one hand came up to tangle in his hair; the other raked its nails across his back.
Dutch groaned loudly and lifted her completely off the ground. Rosa instinctively wrapped her smooth legs about his hips, crossing her ankles in the small of his back. Both groaned at the host of incredible sensations their copulating was rendering.
She rolled her hips down to further skewer herself on his fully erect horn; arching her back and shamelessly pushing a tit into his face. He responded by grabbing her shoulders and manipulating her so that he could devour her taunting breast - biting and nipping at it, then wildly suckling on her - going from breast to breast all the while thrusting his massive cock in and out of her wet, clasping cunt.
Whimpering in a mix of pain and pleasure, Rosa rocked her hips fiercely to meet his pounding prick. "That's it baby!" she wailed as her climax finally arrived. "Oh, yeah I knew you would make me happy."
A few seconds later Rosa was began to recover from her orgasm. She lay her head on his shoulder still holding his cock; stoking him gently, noting how slick it was from her bodily fluid and his own ejaculate, but unable to see it clearly in the darkened confines of the closet.
Unbeknownst to the couple, Rosa's period arrived during their sexual play. She has menstruated copiously, covering his prick with her blood.
When Dutch tucked himself away, his bloodied hands smeared the blood across the front of his white slacks. Rosa also has worn no panties and her pantyhose are ruined. She did however open a roll of paper towels and wiped what she thought was his sperm from her hands. This averted the possibility that she'd touch her fawn colored dress as she smoothed it over her hips and cover it with blood too. But the tight dress clung to her and quickly absorbed her menstruating fluids around her crotch.
"We were in here for a long time," she said, smoothing her dress front one final time. "Do you think someone noticed?
"Naw," he answered, "this place is too busy this time of day."
"Dutch, you were terrific. I really needed you inside me. I . . . I don't know why I was such a bitch earlier. I just had this . . . funny mood, you know? Not funny really, but . . ."
"It's all right, baby. I love you and if you act a little weird sometimes . . . well I do the same once in a while, so don't worry about it.
She nodded in the darkened closet, agreeing with him. It was lunch time, most would be out eating somewhere and the remainder filling in would probably be busy.
He grasped the doorknob and turned it. At the exact moment the closet door opened Rosa realized she was flowing from her period. But the shock of seeing a group of twelve doctors, nurses and technicians waiting outside caused her to not fully grasp her dilemma.
"Yo, Dutch," a technician called out cheerfully.
"Way to go," called another male nurse, while two pretty female nurses stared at his bloodied groin area. A keen witted staff physician asked if he'd been castrated. And the Chief of Staff looked on with disapproval.
"Where . . ." a panicked Rosa turned to Dutch and asked. Reading her mind despite all the confusion, he replied, "First door on your right. She bolted in that direction and disappeared inside just as Dutch raised his eyes from his bloody groin to face his superior.
"My office, PERRY, NOW!"
With a terrifying scowl he turned to the group gawking at Dutch. "Be like the three monkeys," he snarled in warning, "See nothing, hear nothing and most of all, say nothing. This is my hospital and I'll handle this my way. Is that clear?"
***
Doctor Van Sciver, the Chief of Staff, was right on Dutch's heels as they entered his office.
"All right Perry, just who the fuck do you think you are screwing some bimbo in my hospital?"
Dutch, chagrinned, looked downward.
"Can't you keep that dick in your pants during working hours? This could cost you your job and you might not find similar work elsewhere. People DO ask for references you know."
Dutch nodded. There seemed to be nothing else to do. He sensed that the worst was past and felt the first surge of relief course through his body.
