Woman’s Hospital

After he made the call, Jack sat down on the living room couch and waited for someone to come. In five minutes, he heard a knock at the door and when he walked over he found Gwyen, still dressed in her tight shorts and low cut blouse accompanied by another woman. The other woman, he soon found out, was Helga. She was as unfriendly as hell and looked like a bull dyke; flaming red hair and built like a sumo wrestler. She didn’t have much to say and glared at him the whole time she was there. Gwyen instructed Helga to get the brunette out of there. Helga, true to her appearance, threw a sheet over the still unconscious girl and hauled her out bodily. Gwyen stayed behind with Jack. As he closed the door behind Helga and her load, Jack turned to Gwyen who had again seated herself on the couch. “Jack”, she began,”I want to tell you a little about this place. This is a private hospital which was set up a few years ago to treat women with sexual disorders. These problems range from masochism to nymphomania. We try to keep things pretty secure but as you can see we have the occasional slip.” Jack sat down beside Gwyen and listened to her little talk. He had always been shy and to be living with a bunch of women with sexual problems scared him. Gwyen continued, “We have about a hundred female patients here. The doctors who treat our patients live off the grounds. We limit the number of men here because of the problems this would create. In fact, except for the occasional repairman, you will be the only man here.” Jack took this all in and Gwyen, seeing his concern, reached out and grasped his hand and stroked it gently. She was a very understanding woman and soon he and Gwyen were doing some passionate kissing. He quickly became aroused as she inserted her tongue deep into his mouth and moved her right hand up his pants leg to his crotch which she gently massaged. Jack was doing his part as he began to stroke her well formed breasts. He reached down her vee and stroked the left nipple and then the right. She responded by increasing the stroke on his member, all the time using her sensuous tongue to full advantage. Jack pulled Gwyen’s blouse over her head to more easily get at her bosom. He unclasped her bra and watched her beautiful breasts spill out in front of him. He reached down with his mouth and sucked on each nipple in turn. She responded by unzipping his pants and grasping his penis with her fingers. He continued sucking her tits and she stroked his member to full mast. Jack gently moved her toward the bedroom, finishing her disrobement and helping her do the same to himself. The two of them, now both naked, kissing passionately and grinding furiously into each other, moved toward the bed. Jack pushed Gwyen down and climbed on top of her. She spread her sexy legs for him to insert himself and them wrapped them around him snugly. Both of them were moving in and out, the rhythm increasing rapidly. Both still moaning, tongues dueling furiously in each other’s mouths, sex organs in perfect harmony, each of them racing toward climax. THEN, the phone rang. Jack continued toward climax but Gwyen, sensing some call to duty, pushed him off of her and reached for the phone. “Yes,” she said into the mouthpiece, “okay, hold on and I’ll be there in a few minutes.” She looked at Jack with sorrowful eyes, kissed him gently, put her clothes back on and went out the door. Jack was the proverbial engine revved up and then cut off. He lay in bed after she left, too upset even to go for another walk. He wished now that he had acted differently with the brunette in the shower. His mind’s eye pictured her as she emerged from the shower. He wished that he knew where they had taken her. He might go looking for her. The next morning, Jack reported for work at the main building. The entrance was locked and after he rang the bell, an elderly matron let him in. There was a nurses’ station with three hallways spiral- ling out from there and a fourth hallway with a locked door at its entrance. That was the end of the similarity to any hospital he had ever seen. He did not know what lay behind the locked door although he saw nurses unlock the door and go in with trays of medicines but the other three halls were lined with rooms occupied by dozens of beautiful half naked women. Helga told him that he would not be allowed to speak to or have anything to do with the patients, but this did not stop him from reading names from the charts when he went into the rooms. In room 2D sprawled Bambi. She was one of the most impressive. The dusky skinned, buxom beauty lay belly down on top of the white bed sheet. She wore sky blue panties covering her voluptuous rump. She was naked except for these and had her arms crossed in front of her massive breasts, a movie fan magazine spread out in front of her. He walked into her room as she swung her luscious legs to and fro, her ruby red painted toenails pointed upward. She eyed him as he walked across to the window, puckering her lips and licking them with her tongue. She said nothing but had a lecherous smile on her face and Jack felt as if this lioness was preparing to pounce on him at any moment. Room 1A housed Barbara, a blonde amazon dressed in a black see through teddy which left nothing to the imagination. Her trick was to let him enter the room to do whatever he had to do and then to stand in the doorway as he tried to leave with her hands on her hips and a sly smile on her face. Jack knew that he would be in trouble if he moved her out of the way so he had to plead with her for enough space to exit. She always granted his request after a time but didn’t give him enough room to squirm out without rubbing against her beautiful body. Another room worth mentioning was room 3F which was the only one containing two women. These two beautiful redheads, both only five feet tall but having huge breasts and laying around in nothing but G strings, took pleasure in coming up behind him, tickling him and grinding their breasts into him. After a week of this kind of work, Jack was going insane. He returned to his room every night horny enough to explode. He waited for Gwyen’s return but never even saw her. He didn’t know how long he could take it. On the seventh night, he returned to his apartment from another shift at the main building, as before, horny as hell. He opened the front door, stepped in and saw her. Gwyen stepped out of the well lit bedroom. She was wearing a two piece satin bikini, high heel slippers and was holding a glass of champagne in each hand.

To be continued . . .