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T H R E E N I G H T S A G O
That night, I had wild, exciting dreams about Lee. The next night, we couldn't get the chance to do it again. The clinic was busy, and the other doctor locked up. But the following night, we again had the chance, but during office hours. We snuck into a empty office, and grabbed a quickly on a desk. It was exciting, and very sneaky, but not as fantastic as the first night. It was almost a week later before we could chance anything again. The other doctor told Lee he would have to lock up the next night. Getting the other nurse out early was easy enough, since she like to leave early anyway. So we planned to have another encounter the next night, if all went well. I went home and thought about how I could do something for him special. I didn't have to think long. Some exciting undies would well make it a night to remember. I picked out my outfit, and went to bed. I wanted to be well rested for a long night tomorrow. The next day I got ready for work and put on my lingerie. It was a matching set of white lace bra, panties, garter belt and sheer white stockings. When I put on my uniform, you couldn't tell anything was amiss, except if I sat down and let my hem ride up my leg.
I packed a few things in a duffel bag, put on my little nurses hat, and went to work. Lee was there, and I could tell he was thinking about later. I was getting wet thinking about it myself. It was hard to work so close with him and not erotically touch him.Finally, ten o'clock came around. When everybody had left, I slipped into the back room, and traded my sneakers for four inch white high heels. Somehow, sneakers didn't go with garter belts. I looked in a mirror at myself. Normally, nurses walk around to much to ware heels. I looked like I was about to step into a porno movie about a horny hospital. But I didn't care, I was horny, and felt very sexy. Well, I went back into the clinic and met Lee there. He had shut off most of the lights, and locked the doors. We were completely alone. When I walked in, his eyes almost popped out of his head. I stood in the doorway, giving him a very sexy pose, and asked him if he liked what he saw. He eyed me up and down for a moment, then told me yes. I told him that tonight was his night, and I was his to do what he wanted with. That I was his to control. He looked at me slightly crossed, then asked if that I was sure that I wanted him to control me. I said yes. I didn't quite know what he meant at that moment, but I soon found out. His attitude changed a bit, more authoritative. He told me to come over and sit down on a stool. We use them in the examination rooms for the doctors or family to sit on. I did as he asked, crossing one leg over the other, showing the tops of my stocking from under the hem of the uniform.
He opened the bag, reached in, and pulled out a bundle of white rope. I almost went into shock when I was it. I just sat there and watch him go to work. For a moment, I couldn't move or think. That was all he needed, for in a flash, my hands were tied behind my back, my ankles were tied together and tied to the foot bar on the stool.
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