After several minutes, the door opens. At first she is hidden behind the door. "Is my Edward not feeling well?"
As she comes into view, I am stunned by what I see causing my heart to flutter. Bella stands with one hand on her hip. The other plays with the end of the stethoscope that wraps around her neck. The white sexy outfit fits her perfectly. It's a one-piece snug bodice, accentuating her breasts with an incredibly sexy short and fluffy skirt. If she turned around and bent over I'm certain her ass cheeks would be on display for me. Actually, the mental visual isn't a bad one.
There is red ribbon attached in various areas of the outfit. But what got my dick twitching are her legs. Oh, how she has long beautiful sexy legs. She wore red thigh highs and finished the look with three inch stripper looking clear strapped shoes. And this outfit just caused me to lick my lips with desire. I want her, now!
She stares at me and smiles. There's mischief and excitement behind her expression. Intrigued by her next move, I prop myself up on my elbows, slightly.
Gracefully, she walks towards my side of the bed. She stands there for a moment. I assume she is mentally preparing for something because she closes her eyes briefly. I lay back in bed, under the covers and wait.
When her eyes open, I realize my wife has completely grasped her role as my sexy nurse. She starts swaying her hips back and forth. Her hands roam from her hips over her stomach. She pauses briefly at her breasts as she caresses them while pushing them towards one another.
I'm shocked. Bella has never been this bold to dance for me, and... Oh dear lord. She just turned around and bent over. Peaking from behind her knee, her hands reach up to her bright red panties. She teases me by bringing them down slightly, but pulls them back up as she stands.
Facing me again, she continues to rock her hips left and right, left and right. Her hands reach behind her. She unzips the outfit causing her boobs to come free. I think she drops it to the floor, but I'm not entirely sure because I am still staring at her beautiful breasts. She is only in her thigh highs, shoes, and red panties.
Such beauty!
I want to touch them, her tits, and caress her skin. But she is too far away and I don't want to stop her striptease. Instead I do the next best thing and touch myself. My hand, previously resting on my stomach, begins to roam down towards my dick. I manage to stroke him once, but her voice brings me back to her.
"Nuh huh, Edward. That's Nurse Bella's job."
There are no words. I never thought she could render me speechless. But she did. And all I could do is stare. She managed to move to the floor in mere seconds without me realizing.
On all fours, she starts crawling. Slowly. Towards me. Near me, she rises onto her knees then spreads them out wide open. Only thin fabric shields me from her pussy. One hand massages a breast, while the other focuses only on her other nipple.
I think Bella is trying to kill me with erotica.
After a few minutes of rubbing her upper body, one hand snakes its way to her lower region. Fingers caress the outside of the fabric but they quickly disappear inside. My. Bella. Is. Touching. Herself.
I want her. Now. "Bella."
She knows what she is doing to me. But she doesn't immediately tend to my needs. Instead she rises to her feet and appears to take off her thigh highs.
"No," I croak out. Because I don't want them off. I've never seen her in something so bold and daring, and I question if I ever will again. I don't want this moment to end so I don't want her to take them off. Instead, she removes the fabric concealing her pussy.
She picks up the thermometer from the nightstand. When did she put that there? Doesn't really matter. She's next to me, wearing next to nothing. And I want to be inside of her. Soon.
"How does my sick boy feel right now?"
She really is going to take my temperature. My fantasy, so I will play along. "Uhm, rather hot." For you.
"You sure do look a little flushed. Here let me take your temperature."
She places the stick under my tongue. To pass the time, she grasps my wrist to take my pulse rate. Glancing at her wrist, she pretends to look at a nonexistent watch to count the seconds. Bella really is taking the role of nurse to the max.
With her free hand, she removes the thermometer and checks the reading of my temperature. Her eyes furrow. She looks a little pouty. "Poor Edward. You really are sick." With an added smirk, she continues, "And I know just the cure."
The hand holding my wrist grazes over my arm, chest, and down to the covers removing them from my body. Climbing onto the bed, she straddles me. After removing my shirt, she discards it to the floor. Her hands caress my pecks. She leans down and licks one nipple, then the other.
My last remaining item of clothing, boxers, is removed. I'm naked... and under sexy Nurse Bella.
She rolls her hips causing my dick to feel how incredibly wet she is down below. She must really enjoyed strip dancing for me. I certainly loved it. But, now I'm done with with this foreplay act. I want action.
Lifting slightly she reaches for me and guides me slowly. Seeing her fucking me while on top is incredible. I already know I'm close and know she won't get any pleasure unless I help her out. I hope she won't mind me touching her.
I reach for her pussy. My thumb flicks at her clit as she bounces up and down.
"Mmmm - ahhhh. Edward, so good. So deep."
Her hands caress her breasts as she looks at me with lust filled eyes. I reach my free hand to join her. In this moment, we have become connected as one. I'm close and judging by her look I imagine she is too.
A few more moments and we are both screaming with pleasure.
"Gah, Bella, Ungh."
"Ooooh, ahhh, Edward, Yes. Yes. Yes."
She flops down next to me and closes her eyes. The sex with Nurse Bella was amazing.
"Bella, sweetie. Are you alright?"
"Mmmhmmm."
"Why are you eyes closed?"
"Because, if I open them I will no longer be sexy nurse Bella, but normal plain-jane Bella."
She's never been a plain Jane to me. Bella is confident, beautiful, sexy, amazing, and more. "Shhh, come here."
"I really have no idea where that came from. I mean, I didn't know I could strut around in a skimpy outfit as if I worked in some strip club. In a way, I really liked it."
"Well, I really liked it," I chuckle.
That causes me to get a light punch in the shoulder, so I clarify. "You know what I mean. That was incredible. And you are more than welcome to do a striptease again."
"I liked it, too. I really did. It was just... I don't know... where did my confidence come from to portray a slutty chick."
"I don't know, but these," I touched her thigh highs, "do amazing things to me and I hope that you will wear them again sometime."
She grins while nodding.
"Thanks for playing along. I hoped you would figure out my plan."
"You certainly were pretty sneaky about it. I was so worried because you rarely get sick. And then today of all days."
We snuggle for the rest of the evening, with more sex thrown in the mix.
A/N: Thanks for reading.
Sentence teaser for next chapter: "Bella, what's going on? You seem distant, distracted by something."
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