Cleaning the door off just wasn’t possible, so Robert just left it, for now; when it became apparent that the woman in the next stall was still in her own little world, Robert began tentatively jacking off again, aroused by the sounds and, yes, the smell of wet pussy wafting under the partition from the next stall. Jeezus, she’s hot! WOW! I have GOT to know who this is! Pussy that hot could be had, one way or another … Soon, he was hammering away, listening to the unknown woman’s fingers sloshing in her wet slot, her moans, and the ubiquitous buzzing of the vibrator.
As she came down from orgasm number five, Beth reluctantly decided that enough was enough — she’d been in the bathroom for a while, for one thing, and was tempting Fate. Reluctantly, she shut off the vibe and contented herself with a few more finger strokes, whipping her thumb over her still-vibrating clit as she came down.
Robert was teetering on the edge when the sound of the vibrator stopped, taking all cover with it. He shifted to a slow stroke that maximized the use of his foreskin to keep him on the edge while the woman next door cleaned up and dressed and flushed the toilet, then exited the stall.
I HAVE to know! Robert very carefully got up from the seat and put his eye to the narrow crack in the stall door…
IT WAS TOLLIVER! Robert somehow stifled a groan as his cock went nuts for the second time in fifteen minutes, painting the stall door with (to him) audible splats! God! The woman was sex on the hoof! Why on Earth hadn’t he noticed before? Afraid to move, he watched Nurse Tolliver do a little mild primping, adjust her scrubs a final time, and make her exit. When the door closed, he expelled his pent breath explosively and plopped back on the toilet for a moment’s recovery before cleaning up the incredible mess he’d made of himself and the stall.
"Thanks…" Beth pressed the little vibrator into Louise’s hand, blushing.
"You took a while," Louise teased.
"Once was not enough…"
"Run along, then. 412 just rang. Don’t forget to think about a way to introduce me! It would be … educational for the boys, don’t you think?" Louise called out.
"Shhh! Are you nuts?" Beth virtually ran down the hall to get away from Louise and her salacious ideas.
Louise, chuckling, looked up just in time to see Dr. Rankin appear from the other end of the hall. I wonder where HE was? she wondered. He was checking himself like he had just gotten dressed, or something…
That was the case, actually; Robert had had to change his scrub pants — the ones he wore to the bathroom were slimed with puddles of white goo. Approaching the nurse’s station, he greeted Nurse Carter warily, "Nurse Carter. Anything going on I should know about?"
Louise had watched him come up the hall; there was something about the way he looked at her … The open nature of his question enticed her to make an inside joke at his expense, but she overrode the urge, suddenly cautious. Resuming her business persona, she replied, "No, Doctor, all is quiet…"
Robert collected a couple of charts for examination, but he was primarily engaged in eyeing Louise. 'She’s played cat and mouse games with me before, ' he thought. 'Maybe next time, we’ll switch roles… ' But his primary interest was headed for the kitchen with a pitcher for ice-water; Carter wasn’t going anywhere — he would take a run at Tolliver, first … He moved off, following, flashing a glance at Carter over his shoulder, daring her to warn her colleague.
My, my. I wonder who gave HIM testosterone injections? Louise wondered.
Robert entered the kitchen to find Beth bent over, digging in the drawers of the refrigerator for Jell-o cups — displaying a wet stain in the crotch of her scrubs. The sight firmed his resolve — not tonight, now that he’d jerked off twice — but soon, he was going to find a way to sample Nurse Tolliver’s wares. And to that end, he needed to step up the intensity of his familiarity…
Step up he did, coming up beside Beth and placing his left hand right on her ass! "What are you looking for?" he asked innocently.
Beth froze in place. "Dr. Rankin?"
"Uh huh. What are you digging for?" Robert craned his neck, feigning interest.
"Jell-o…" His HAND is on my ASS!
"A particular flavor?" 'I want to squeeze SO BAD… '
"O-orange…"
"Don’t see any…" Robert craned his neck, moving here and there — and moving his hand a bit on Beth’s ass, too. After a moment, he backed off. "Ummmm, you know you’re wet…"
"What?" Beth’s reply was strangled.
"Uh, down below…"
"Thanks…" Beth wailed and ran from the room.
"Whoa, whoa!" Louise called as Beth tore past. "What lit YOUR tailfeathers?"
Beth screeched to a stop. "I’m wet!"
"Where?"
"Down there!"
"Well…"
"It shows! HE told me!" Beth rushed over to the desk and whispered, "And he put his hand on my ass!"
Louise raised her eyebrows. "Oho! So he IS taking testosterone shots!"
"What?"
"I figured him for no balls…"
"It looks like you figured wrong!" Beth sputtered.
"And that’s bad?" More raised eyebrows.
"Well, maybe not…" Two sets of female eyes tracked Robert as he left the kitchen. The return gaze was wary, but indicated that the owner figured that he could hold his own in any conflict.
"Well, well, well…" Louise murmured. "You want to change your scrubs?"
"I dunno." Beth was clearly flustered. "It’s almost eleven."
"Did he squeeze?" Louise asked, still watching Robert, who had stopped.
"No. Rubbed a bit." Beth related.
Louise smiled — deliberately — at Robert. "Still being careful, then. You’ll have to encourage him, if you want him in your panties."
"Louise!"
"Well, you do, don’t you?"
Louise was right — she DID want Robert in her panties! "So what do I do?"
"Show him your wet spot. I hope you didn’t freak when he put his hand on your ass…" Louise’s eyes laughed.
"No. I kind of froze, then we both pretended that Jell-o was more important…"
"Okay. Why don’t you deliver it, then, and I’ll see if I can discover Tarzan’s intentions."
Beth looked down at the forgotten container in her hand. "Oh. Right." She turned.
"And work it, Baby, work it!" Beth smiled over her shoulder in reply and started rolling her hips.
Robert watched this exchange warily from a distance. The whole thing looked touch and go for a moment, but Nurse Carter looked at him and smiled broadly, which didn’t seem too ominous, and then Nurse Tolliver set off up the hall, swaying. All appeared to be well … Nurse Carter smiled an invitation, so Robert cautiously approached the nurses' station.
Louise opened the conversation, "You surprised her a little bit."
"Oh?" Innocence seemed the safest reaction.
"She’ll get over it. The embarrassment was probably worse."
"I figured she ought to know," Robert murmured, projecting diffidence.
"Yes…" Louise eyed him. "It happens sometimes, under certain stimuli…" The intent was to lead him to the idea that he had caused it…
… But Robert remembered a buzzing object in the next stall. "Yes, I’m sure."
Louise realized that something was not as expected, but couldn’t divine what it might be. "It was kind of you to offer to help."
Robert shrugged. "I’m not in charge of the Jell-o inventory, but if you need someone to help you count it, I’m around…"