Has anyone ever had a cute nurse offer a happy ending as "therapy" ? Just curious as I have an upcoming hospitalization

I'm not sure if it was Carla Bandshaw or Dr. Ruth Fiber.
Just make sure there's no bait and switch and you get one of these....

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genital hospital
A form of torture listed as one of the settings of the revenge device created by the nerdy children in an episode of the Simpsons, along with other options such as wedgie and purple nurple. The details of this procedure was not explained any further.
Look at that nerd; I think I'm going to give him a "genital hospital."

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Back in the days of personal ads in the newspaper, I met a nurse through that method.
On our third or forth date, I took her to dinner, and later we ended up in my apartment. We had never been to each other's place and had never been intimate, not even an romantic kiss up to that point, just greeting kisses or goodnight kisses.
We both had to be at work at our respective jobs early the next day, so we agreed she'd only stay a for a minute or two. She began rubbing my shoulder as we sat on the sofa talking, and said she felt tightness and tension, that I was all knotted up. We got onto the subject of therapeutic massages, and one of my comments was that I liked the way they relaxed me, and that I hate having to drive home after getting one because they put me to sleep. I also said it would be great to be able to sleep all night immediately after a massage.
She asked me what I planned to do to take care of my stress and tension. I said I would be getting a massage in the next couple of weeks, she said that I shouldn't wait because I needed it right away. She told me that depending on their speciality, many nurses are experts at massage because they have to know anatomy so well and have to know simple ways to relieve pain.  She then made the strangest offer ever.
"Listen, I have to leave, you're going to bed, so why don't we do this? You get ready for bed, I'll wait here, and when you're under the covers I will give you a quick massage. You go straight to sleep and I'll let myself out."

I agreed. She stayed in the living room while I took a quick shower and not sure exactly what might transpire, wearing just a t-shirt and briefs, I got into my bed facedown and I called her in.

True to her word, she began giving me a nice massage. Her hands felt like magic. She worked only on my neck, shoulders and back. She said the t-shirt was in her way, "We don't need this, it's just in the way," took it off of me and kept going. It was a clean and legitimate massage up to that point. After ten more minutes, she apologized, said it was really late, she had to go, and that next time she'd do a better job. I made a move to escalate things, but she said she'd rather wait until we could truly enjoy each other, stopped me.

"Wait right here, please," she told me, stepped into my bathroom and closed the door behind her.  A minute later, I heard the water in the sink running for a very long time.  She turned off the water and  bathroom light, came into the bedroom and turned off that light too. "Turn over, please," she said to me in the total darkness. I did.

She approached the bed, touched my chest with both hands. First surprise, her hands felt fiery hot, she had held them under the sinkful of hot water. She played with my chest, nipples, shoulders and stomach for several minutes while my skin grew accustomed to the heat of her hands. The legit massage took an upgrade in no time. Once her hands had cooled to room temperature, she repeated that should not move, excused herself to the bathroom like before and I heard the water again.

This time when she came back, second surprise. Instead of just soaking her hands under the hot water, she had included a hand towel. She applied it to my chest and began wiping me down. Suddenly, she left the towel on my stomach and all eight of her warm fingers disappeared into my briefs along my thighs. I gasped, my dick shot straight up pup-tent style. She shoved the hand towel into my briefs and began giving me a hospital-style sponge bath all around Johnson & Sons. "We don't need these, they're just in the way," she whispered, pulling her fingers out and slipping her thumbs under the waistband. I lifted up so she could pull them completely off of me. There I was, fully naked, she was fully dressed. I cupped her nice ass and rubbed her legs, but she stopped me again, whispering, "Just you tonight, Baby, this is all for you tonight." She finished cleaning me up as the towel got cooler and cooler.

The sponge bath progressed to a towel-enhanced hand job and then she got rid of the towel, leaned down over me and progressed to a blow job. It did not take me long, what with all the sensory overload I was going through and the amazement at the sexual jackpot I had hit. I felt the beast's anger welling up, she seemed to sense it too, and stayed there like a trooper riding the wave. Not deep throat, just her lips wrapped around the head, she milked my tree trunk with one hand and the ping pong set with the other, coaxing a fountain of come up into her mouth. It felt as if every fluid in my body was shooting through my dick and into her mouth, along with every ounce of my energy.

Practically comatose from pleasure, and going into erotically-induced shock, I could do nothing as she kissed my cheek, apologized to me again for having to leave, let herself out as I drifted off to sleep. Groggy from afterglow the next morning, I had to ask myself if I haven't dreamed it. I had not.

It was by far the best aftermath of any massage I had ever received, and I the best by a non-therapist. I would say non-professional, but that's inaccurate because she was certainly well-trained and knowledgeable at what she did.

Kind of like asking have you ever had a flight attendant offer you, "Coffee, tea, or me?".  I haven't seen a cute flight attendant or nurse in ages. If you like a MILF Phillipino woman you might be in luck! Also, they'd be wearing those pajama scrubs.

 
That would be a fun fantasy, white mini skirt, white unbuttoned shirt w/ push-up bra, and that white hate with red cross on it. But that would go along with the thread of what women don't wear anymore; dresses and skirts.

I was a little groggy after the surgery, she walked into the room, said I was cute, and then offered me...

a popsicle. Being an 8 year old recovering from a hernia operation, a pretty nurse bringing me a popsicle was pretty good stuff!

More, just an ending.

I have to ask. Did you continue seeing her?

A friend of mine had a rare condition that would be fatal if he didn't ejaculate at least 4x per day. He was hospitalized in a special clinic for that condition. Every 6 hours, an old matronly nurse would come to his room and sternly watch him beat off into a cup.  
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One day while walking down the hall, he noticed another patient getting an energetic blow job from a beautiful, young, sexy, half naked nurse kneeling in front of him.  When his doctor came by later, my friend asked him, "What's with the guy in the other room?" "He has the same condition that you have so he gets a BBBJ every 6 hours." "How come he gets a BBBJ from a vixen and I have to beat off into a paper cup in front of some grandma?" "He has a better health plan than you do."

Rochmn, you wouldn't believe how BADLY I screwed this one up.
She was a single mother with at least two, maybe three children.
She called me up and wanted to see me again, wanted to "take up where we left off". I declined, thinking I could see her any time I wanted to. She called back, more than once, but I kept putting her off, one excuse after another.
I fancied myself some kind of playboy, so I had many irons in the fire. I told myself (stupidly) that since I was getting laid left and right, I'd bag her when I was ready, and besides, she was calling me all the time, She obviously wanted it.
She sensed that I was hesitant because I didn't want a smothering relationship issue. The next call, let me know that she wasnt looking for a boyfriend, a future husband, a stepfather for her children, none of that. She wanted a sex partner and nothing more, sort of a precursor to the Friends With Benefits concept a couple of decades before that became a phrase. The Holy Trail, right? Dumb ol' me, I still didn't bite.

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She had a sexy body, she was tall and curvy. She had a sexy mind, and had proven to me she was a goer. Sucks AND swallows? Initiates sex, wants no strings attached? What guy could ask for more? Perfect setup, any fool could see that. Perfect in every way butter face. The woman was so unattractive in her face that it was almost a little embarrassing to be seen with her.  She knew she wasn't attractive, it never came up in conversation between us but a vibe was there, sort of a desperation for male companionship. In my shallowness, I figured she'd always come crawling, so I could accept her offers any day of the week.  
Well, that's approximately how long her phone calls lasted after the night she blew me, one week. After I rejected her so much, her final call was a message on my answering machine cursing me out and telling me to forget everything she was offering me. Drop dead, Ted.

Nurse and Covid positive patient have sex in a hospital bathroom and the patient brags about it on Twitter. Now they are both facing up to ten years in prison. Lesson learned is avoid living out your nurse fantasies in Jakarta!

for having sex in private or bragging about it in public?  Indonesia is a pretty repressive society, but the sex was not in public.  This is a stretch even for Muslims.  He  should just say he lied about it and then where is the state's proof.  

Which I do believe is still a crime in many Muslim countries, I just checked and in almost all of Indonesia homosexuality is NOT a crime, but it still may have something to do with the charges.

 
Ironically, they both had COVID tests after having sex and the nurse tested negative even after having had sex with a COVID infected person. I am not drawing any larger conclusions from this, just stating an interesting fact.

the photo and thought that was the girl.  I would have done her, too, but not for ten years.  It seems lately that every time I fail to read a link it turns out to be something gay and so my response is not in context.  

 
You are right, its a crime under Muslim law.  At least they seem to have avoided being thrown off a building or stoned to death.  The irony is that in prison, they will probably get butt-fucked, but it won't result in additional time on their sentence.  Lol

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"Your friend" has ObamaCare while the other guy has "real" insurance. lol