Chapter 7
It was two nights later and Ingrid was going through her nightly chores at the hospital.
A nervous twitch surfaced in her stomach as she stopped at David's room.
She recalled how she had put him off the night before. He had wanted her to blow him just as she had done the night before.
But she had declined.
As she approached his room, she became nervous about having to turn him down again. She knew that it was the only thing to do, since she could get in a lot of trouble for getting involved with him sexually.
Her emotions, however, stood clearly in the way. She wanted to have sex with him. She wanted to have the opportunity to let herself go to the ultimate extent.
She couldn't help but think about how much easier it was for her to let go after she had done so once. Now she looked forward to having sex. But she did not want to risk getting in trouble. Although she liked sex, she did not want to jeopardize her career in the process of having it.
Now she opened the door and walked inside the room.
Not only was David standing there, there was a handsome young man standing next to him.
"I want you to meet my brother, Marc," David grinned.
She looked over at Marc and immediately observed the huge bulge in his trousers. He obviously had a huge cock, she thought, and she was curious to reach inside his trousers and touch it. But she could not yield to such a temptation.
"Hello," she nodded.
"How are you, sweetheart?" he grinned seductively.
"Aren't you getting awfully familiar for somebody who's just meeting a woman for the first time?" she said reprimandedly, as she moved over to take David's temperature.
"No, I don't think so at all," he laughed. "Not after I found out what took place between you two nights ago."
"And just what was that?" she looked at him.
"You went down on David's prick, so what's wrong with that?"
She angrily yanked the thermometer out of David's mouth.
"You have a very big mouth, David," she said disgustedly.
"Now don't go jumping all over my big brother," Marc laughed. "We're very close and we never keep secrets from each other. Particularly when it comes to women, since we often trade off."
"How interesting," she said, with mounting irritation. "I suppose that you exchanged a lot of interesting tidbits about me."
"It was a pretty one-sided conversation, since I've never met you. That is, until right now," Marc said.
"I do hope you're not disappointed."
"Believe me, I'm not," Marc winked.
"What are you getting so uptight about?" David asked.
"I just don't like my love affairs being discussed all over town."
"It isn't being discussed all over town," David said. "I just mentioned it to my brother, nobody else."
"That was enough. I wanted to keep that completely quiet."
"I hope you're not ashamed of having sex with David," Marc said.
"It's not a question of being ashamed," she protested. "It's more a case of being afraid. I could have my head on the chopping block if it were ever found out that I had sex with a patient."
"So who's going to find out," David asked.
"Yeah, just who?" Marc asked. "I don't know," she said. "But the more people that find out about what's going on the greater the likelihood that a person will get into trouble."
"But not if the people play things cool. Listen, there's no way that anybody other than Marc is going to find out about this," David said. "We're brothers, and we don't keep anything from each other."
"That's right," Marc nodded.
"Besides, I thought that you'd like to meet Marc."
"Marc looks like a very charming young man. I'm glad to meet him. Don't think that just because I'm a little irked over you mentioning about us having sex that I don't want to meet your brother."
"He's in his first year of college," David said.
"Very interesting."
"You know, he taught me practically all I know about women."
"That's quite a recommendation," she said.
"It sure is. I gave you a pretty good time the other night, if I do say so myself."
"Yes, I guess you did."
"So I figured Marc would be interested in you. All he had to do was take one look. That's what I told him. How about it, Marc?"
"I got my one look and that was all it took," Marc nodded. "How about the three of us having a nice fuck?"
"You've got to be out of your mind," she snapped. "Remember, this is a hospital room. There are certain standards that have to be maintained."
"Sure, that's the same crap you were handing me the other night," David laughed. "Come on, now, if you could break down and have a little sex with me the other night you can do the same thing with the two of us right now."
"In a way, I'm very sorry about the other night," she sighed. "It gave you a false impression. It made you think that I'm willing to do this kind of thing all the time. Believe me, that was a rare situation. I guess I was extra hot and in a vulnerable mood."
"You making excuses when you don't have to," Marc said. "You're a beautiful woman, and you just happened to get turned on to my brother. You saw that big cock of his and it impressed you."
"Now, don't start any of that," she said impatiently.
"And just why not?" he said. "I'm awfully hot for you right now, if you want to know the truth."
"I'm really not concerned about knowing about that."
"I'll just bet you are."
"What makes you so sure of yourself?"
"I have confidence when it comes to women. I'm usually right about who's interested in me," he said. "Right now, I say you're very interested in having sex with me."
"I'm glad you're that confident," she said.
"Just take a look at this prick," he said.
He unzipped his trousers and pulled out his hard rod, which he jerked his fingers up and down on.
"Well, now," David said. "Just look at that big dick of my brother's. Don't you like it?"
"Put that thing away," Ingrid snapped.
"I don't see why I should. Particularly when I'm turning you on with it."
"You're not turning me on at all."
"That expression on your face tells me otherwise."
"Just put it away."
"Why?"
"Because if somebody should ever walk in here, I'd be in real trouble. They'd blame me, not you."
"Why, I'm not even a patient here. I'm just a visitor. Surely they wouldn't blame you if they happened to see a visitor jerking off. I'd get in trouble. But I'm willing to take the risk."
"Put your cock away."
"Just look at the way I'm holding my fingers over it," he smiled. "I know you'll like it. Let's have sex, baby."
"You're a brash young man."
"I'm a very sexy young man."
He reached out and moved toward her swiftly.
He was holding his right hand outward. He reached with his right hand inside her blouse and bra.
His fingers moved spiritedly around her breasts.
"Wow, you're really stacked," he said. "It feels real good to grab hold of those boobs."
"Remove those hands from me."
"You're not talking very convincingly," he laughed. "Admit that you like it. Admit that you want me to fuck you."
At that very moment she observed David getting up out of his bed.
She knew he was getting ready to go home in the next day or two and that he was feeling very frisky.
As a young and highly active young man, he was getting edgy just lying around in bed all the time. He was ready for action, and what better form of action could he find than sex?
Marc released his fingers from her breasts. He moved his fingers down her back, then let them come to rest against her asscheeks. His fingers worked eagerly around those globes of flesh; even though she had on her nurse's uniform he still was able to clearly get his point across and receive a lot of stimulating sensations.
"My, but you've got a nice ass," he said. "I really love playing with it. It's such a beautiful ass. It was just made for some guy like me to screw."
"Turn loose of it," she said. "It's too risky, I tell you."
Even though she was resisting his caresses she was receiving so much in the way of exhilarating sensations from those hot tongue stabs inside her mouth that she felt powerless to do anything about what Marc was doing.
Soon Marc was making great headway, pulling off the top of her uniform.
The two brothers combined their efforts in stripping her.
David made a quick move for her breasts. Soon he was permitting his tongue to lash excitedly around them.
Ingrid realized that Marc and David had won the fight of resistance.
Marc then made a move. He allowed his right hand to go to work on her pussy.
"Fm going to massage this snatch and make you real happy," he laughed.
Now she knew she was captive. They were out to receive kicks, and by that time she wasn't about to stop them.