Seduction Of Priya, The Staff Nurse
A big help to the ISS fraternity. Like most of you, I have been a silent reader of this site for over a decade now. There is a need that these stories fulfill, and I respect each authors contribution towards the common cause. This is my first story submission to ISS. I hope the response is encouraging. My name is R and I am forty. I am single and live in Secunderabad. I work as a senior HR professional in a mid tier firm and live my single happy life. From a very early age, I have been a bit of a flirt. It’s mostly casual. I respect women and have never ever done anything that may be deemed offensive or improper. I am not very extrovert, I love my own company and once in a while, the company of a woman with whom I can feel quite at peace. Today, let me share with you the story that is over 12 years old. While we are still in touch, we are on two different continents, hence, it’s quite safe to share it with you. The year I guess was 2003. I used to work in a huge manufacturing facility down south then. It had four factories, about a thousand workers, 100 plus staff and a few managers. I was one of them. The facility also had one big hospital and there small dispensaries. The total area was about 2500 acres. Priya (Name changed) was then about 28 and a mother of two beautiful tiny tots. She used to work as a staff nurse in the main hospital. I first met her when, during the first week of my posting to this facility, I dropped in to the hospital to say hello to the resident doctor. Being an executive, It was a natural practice to say hello to a fellow executive during the first fee days of posting. When I first entered the hospital, I was told that Doc was on rounds to dispensaries and that I could meet the staff nurse on duty. I said sure and the attendant informed the nurse in duty. Priya walked in wearing a white sari with a white overcoat. She looked like about 20. She was literally red in complexion and one of the most beautiful women I had seen. I managed to retain my composure, introduced myself, said my hellos, and walked off from there. It was a short meeting. I observed her sharp features and the beauty spot on her nose, the clear complexion and a magical, trinket like laughter. She was a beautiful woman. At that time, I used to be a formidable looking guy. All of my six feet and about 80 kilos, dark hair and mustaches, and quick with a smile. (Now the hair has thinned out, but I still retain the built). After the initial meeting, I used to drop in once in a while at the hospital as if to check out one of our sick workers or to check medicine stock etc. And I used to always hope that Priya was there in the shift. We would do some formal chit chat. This continued for almost 3 months. I used to steal quite looks at her but never had the guts to be upfront about my obvious attraction to her. On one such occasion, she asked me if I will still visit the hospital so frequently if she were no longer working there. That was the first time she had asked such a direct question. I looked at her and found her looking at me intensely. I knew it was time to be honest. I looked into her eyes and told her the truth. I told her that I would not be visiting the hospital if you were not around There was a mysterious smile on her face. We were in the medicine stock room and she was helping me in stock checking. There was relative privacy. The next vial that she showed me to check the expiry date was a small one. She brought the bottle close to my eyes. I could smell the fragrance off her. She smelt of lavender. With the vial, I also held her hand and pulled it close to my lips and gave a quick kiss. I wanted to gobble her fingers, lick her hands and hug her tight. But it was too dangerous. I could not afford to hurt her reputation. I stopped with that kiss. She had turned crimson with the blood flushing her face. She did not look into my eyes, but I knew that our desire for each other was no longer a mystery. We were just waiting for the right time. And the right time did come. One Friday she called my residence (mobile network was not that omnipresent), she told me that she would be going to a temple some distance away and can meet on her way back. She was going alone. I promptly took leave and left for this small town some 40 kilometers away from our facility. At that time, I had a Maruti 800. I saw her standing near a bakery and stopped my car next to her. She jumped in and I moved away from that public space quickly. We had a long drive back to the factory. I took the longer windier and lesser used route back. The traffic was thin. I caught hold of her hands, they were literally burning. I took them to my lips and kissed them. She pulled them back along with my hand and held it close to her breast. It was her way of letting me know that she loved me just as much. I turned my car into a small lane and parked it out of sight and kissed her on her lips. Her eyes were closed and her lips were quivering. I kissed them again and then again and again until I could feel her hand tightening their grip around me. My right hand was on her thighs. I found my large hands kneading them very close to her second base. It was love and the moment lovely. We returned to our journey back home after some heavy on the road petting and necking and I dropped her some distance away from the factory town with the promise to meet up soon. We were both clearly getting desperate to make love to each other. Early next week, she called me up and told me that her husband is leaving for his dad’s place for two days. She asked me to reach her place past midnight once everyone was asleep. The distance between my residence and hers was about 400 meters. I crept out of my bathroom exit so that my butler would not know of my escape and walked stealthily to her place without attracting the attention of night watchmen. I scaled her quarter’s boundary wall and reached the side door.