Prior to my current career I was an ICU RN for 7ish years. I know a lot of people have a thing for nurses, but I hate to break this to you, I'm a guy. Don't expect any sultry postings from the female perspective on my part. I recently shared an experience on this sub that was shockingly well received. I decided to proceed with a series of postings pertaining to my experiences in my previous life. Lets begin shall we?

Covid was a massive shock to the healthcare system. Luckily, I had been a contract nurse for four years prior to Covid and was used to intense situations. For me it wasn't really any different other than the drastic pay increase. My first experience took place in spring of 2021 in the great state of Oklahoma. At the time I wasn't actively looking for anything since....you know....Covid was a thing.

On one particular boring night in the unit, we had a new respiratory therapist making rounds on our floor. I don't necessarily have things for redheads, but this redhead in particular caused me to start having a thing. Grace was maybe 5' 7", a little on the thick side with gorgeous brown eyes. We started off chatting casually that night. She was from the deep south and had this gorgeous southern belle accent. We laughed and joked around that first night and parted ways casually.

For the uninitiated in the health care setting please know that in the ICU and OR there are almost no filters. Almost any topic is up for discussion and from my experience women tend to be much more candid in regard to their sex lives. Cue my next conversation with the lovely Grace.

We were seated at our computers and the topic of sex toys came up. There were maybe 3-5 five of us gathered around and Grace shared she had purchased a new lovense remote controlled vibrator. My curiosity was piqued especially when she said that "anyone can control it" while looking directly at me. A few moments later people filtered away with Grace and I remaining. Deciding to be bold I asked how the lovense worked.

"You download the app, create a username and give your partner control to the vibrator." There was a tension there as she explained this brand-new concept to me.

"Huh, super interesting. So what's your username?"

While there was a sexual tension between us at this point, I think she was slightly taken aback at my question. Maybe five seconds passed before she said "I can't tell you that!"

"Why not? You're the one talking about it. Let me see the app on your phone for two seconds. Literally count out loud two seconds and that it."

She was silent for a moment before she grabbed her phone and opened the app. She held the phone for me to view her screen. Unfortunately for her she didn't know I'm a voracious reader and easily memorized her name as she counted to two.

I pulled out my phone and immediately wrote the name down in my notes. We continued to chat before I had to go do some patient care. On my next bit of downtime, I downloaded the app and created a profile. I entered her username and found her. I friend requested her and hoped for the best. A short while later she came up to me quite flustered (in a good way).

"Did you seriously memorize my username that fast?"

"I mean you gave me two seconds and it wasn't a hard name to memorize. So yes I absolutely did memorize it. Is there a problem?" Sometimes it pays off to be confident.

I hadn't noticed she had her phone in her hand, but my phone vibrated, and the notification read "friend accepted" or something like that.

From there the conversation turned very X rated. I'm a huge fan of sexting and it was like the flood gates opened. We finished our shift and continued to talk late into the day.

It was roughly a week later, and I had a shit night at work. Grace and I had been talking the entire time and my shift ended. We had sexted once or twice but this day I wanted more.

"You should come over to my hotel so I can fuck you. I need a good release. My room number is 123."

"I can't! I want to though so badly."

"Really? Why can't you come over?"

The status of relationships had never come up. We always chatted while we were at work, and I just assumed she was single. So I was a bit taken aback by her next text.

"Because I can't just leave. My husband will wonder why I'm leaving."

I was shocked. Grace was married? Part of me felt bad for the discussions we'd been having. The other part of me said I'm a horny asshole that wants to fuck the shit out of Grace and send her back to her husband dripping cum. I made my decision.

"So? Wait until he falls asleep then come over. I need my cock worshipped and I want to fuck you."

It took maybe 4 minutes which in the timeline of horniness turned into 4 eons of time before she responded.

"Maybe."

Maybe? What does maybe mean. I mean I know what maybe means but its something parents say to kids when the answer is really "no." I assumed it wasn't going to happen and hopped in the shower. I cleaned up really well because "maybe". I checked my phone and had no further messages. I had just laid on the bed and turned on the tv when there was a knock at my door. I jumped up and headed for the door. Checking through the peep hole I was shocked to see Grace there. I immediately opened the door and let her in.

"Holy shit you came!"

"Yeah, I did. I told him I couldn't sleep and decided to go to the gym."

What takes place next needs some context. I am a Dom. During our adult themed NSFW conversations we discussed this type of interaction. She was interested in being sexually submissive and we had discussed in detail things we would like to do together. I am also a massive liar. I was raised to always "under promise and over deliver." I learned the perfect lie in high school. I always tell women that I have a small dick. That way if they think it's small no harm no foul. I do not in fact have a small dick. I have a very slightly above average in length dick. What I lack in length I make up for in girth. On with the story.

"So you left him sleeping and came to see me?"

She actually blushed before answering "yes."

One week of sexual tension erupted from us, and I found her in my arms with us kissing hot and heavy. We backed slowly to the bed and as we neared it, she broke our kiss and looked up at me. As she did so her hand went to the front of my boxers.

"You fucking liar!"

"What?"

"You told me you have a small cock. This is not a small cock." She had her hands wrapped around it over my boxers.

"Really? Maybe you should inspect it more closely like we talked about. Be a good girl and get on your knees."

She obeyed immediately. She didn't waste time and as she went down, she pulled my boxers off. The feel of her mouth wrapping around my cock was magical. All the naughty chatting was finally coming to fruition. She did a great job between licking and sucking my shaft. Her eye contact game was on point and she made sure to rub and cradle my balls as she worshipped me.

After a while I grabbed the back of her head and forced myself deeper down her throat. She gagged and I let up. I then pulled her up and told her to get on the bed. At this point she still had shorts and a tank top on which she promptly removed. She pulled her panties to the side, and I easily slid inside her. There was no preamble or teasing. I just glided right in. Grace let out a moan and I followed suit. It felt fantastic to be fucking this girl I worked with. We moved our bodies in synch for several minutes before she said " I want you to fuck me in front of the mirror."

I pulled out and rushed to the sink. She bent over the sink, and I hunkered down to slide back inside her soaked pussy. She thrust back to meet me, and I wrapped a hand firmly in her long red hair. I pulled nice and hard, locking her body in place as I started pounding into her. While this is erotic certain positions just don't work. I kept slipping out and we began to get frustrated. We just wanted to fuck each other crazy.

After slipping out the fifth time we went back to the bed. Why is hotel bed sex such passionate and naughty fun? I was using my body weight to move the bed as I held her ankles and pulled her back onto my cock over and over again. She had reached down and was rubbing her clit vigorously. I really really like orgasm control. I asked if she was close to cumming and she let me know quite loudly she was. I firmly told her "you aren't allowed to cum until I tell you." The look of frustration was beautiful. I started thrusting up and in, causing my cock to hit her g-spot. This sent an entirely new wave on sensation through her.

"Only cum when I tell you to." (repetition is key) I picked up the pace at this point. Reaching down with one hand I started pulling each nipple extremely hard between my fingers. I'm a giver, what can I say. I wanted her to be completely overwhelmed with sensation. Suddenly I reached up, wrapped my hand around her throat and squeezed firmly. I leaned far forward and started burying myself inside her and said, "cum for me now." She began to shake and quiver. Her hand stopped rubbing her clit as her legs wrapped around me and our eyes met. She was pinned down and her pussy clamped firmly on my cock.

"I'm going to send you back with a cunt full of cum." All I could think about was her crawling into bed with her husband as she smelled like me. Her panties soaked in my cum. For some women it rarely happens but that statement caused another orgasm to wrack Grace's body. She looked up at me and said the magic words I love so much "fucking cum in my pussy." Words have so much power and those specific words powered my next thrust as I erupted inside her. It wasn't an ultra-long orgasm, but it was forceful. Some of you guys will know what I'm talking about. It's so pleasurable that the tip of your dick starts tingling and it actually kind of hurts. Anyway, I leaned down to kiss Grace one last time and we hopped up. I went to the bathroom and grabbed a washcloth. I cleaned myself off and came around the corner to her getting dressed.

"Leaving so soon?"

"Unfortunately, yes. I would rather stay here all day and keep doing that. We both have to work tonight."

I wrapped her up one more time and gave her a deep kiss. I then opened the door for her as she made her way out. As she was walking down the hall I called out "see you in a couple hours."