Nursed by Three

the chance to ask him ourselves,” I say, “before we kick his ass. How was the girl in 4F? In need of any special attention?”
I stare at them with red heat beating from my eyes, wondering if they’ll have the nerve to tell me what actually happened. The thought of having that little minx for myself flashes in my mind and I feel my balls tighten with a tension that’s been pent up for far too long already.
Evan swallows nervously, but Bren just smiles that smart-ass cocky smile of his. Just because he got the best test scores out of all of us in college, he thinks he’s so fucking smart. Truth is he’s an open book to me.
“Uh yeah fine,” Evan blurts, his eyes scanning my face to see if I suspect anything. For now though, I don’t give anything away.
“Yeah, no symptoms either,” Bren answers and I get the feeling he knows I might have more than an inkling about it. And he’s enjoying it too…
“Well I hope you took proper precaution anyway,” I say, glaring at them hard, “didn’t touch anything you shouldn’t have…”
Really, we all know it’s too late for that already. Al is over for coffee in someone’s apartment every damn day of the week, always tinkering with some fixture or other. If we’d actually been home in that time we could have told him to cut that shit out, but we already had our hands full at the hospital. It’s all elderly folks on this floor but us and the angel and getting them to see sense on anything is damn near impossible most of the time anyway. But now? The fact, is we’re definitely all exposed. We just have to sit tight and do our duties as nurses. From now on, the fourth floor is our hospital.
But I’ve been doing what my oath says I should all night so far. These guy? Not so much…
And considering my plans to check in with her tonight anyway, I think maybe I might just do a little a wellness check of my own on the maddening beauty in Apartment 4F…

SEVEN
 
22:00
Liza
 
In the shower, I couldn’t help but touch myself in all the places Evan and Bren had touched me earlier. The memories were still so vital and intense, their naked muscular chests, the scents of their cologne mingling with the metallic of their breath, the red forbidden heat of their lust. God, their dicks were perfect, both of them bigger and harder than I’d ever had before. My ex Andrew struggled to maintain himself during our rare nights of passion and even though he’d never said it in words, I’d always felt certain that he blamed me for his own lack of “enthusiasm”.
But for Evan and Bren it was clear I was anything and everything. Tonight, I was the most desirable woman in the world for them and they let me know it again and again…
Will I really be able to give up the chance to ever feel their mouths on mine again?
Their heat and heft as it fills me?
I cum again in the shower into my hand and then I finish rinsing myself off. So much has changed in one night for me and I still feel like my feet haven’t quite landed back on planet Earth just yet. I mean, heck, so much has changed in one week for the whole world even. It feels like the zombie apocalypse out there. Judging by the noise online it sounds like they’re going to be ordering self-isolation en masse soon enough. Which means even if I hadn’t been exposed already, I’d be stuck here in my apartment for the foreseeable future anyway.
With those three hunks just three doors down..
How the hell can I resist the temptation of that?
I wonder whether they’ve told Lee yet as I walk back into the little sitting-room/kitchen which besides my bedroom and the tiny bathroom is the only space I’ll be allowed to inhabit now. I glance at the TV where that tiger documentary is still on pause. Suddenly it doesn’t seem so riveting anymore. Not after I’ve just been claimed by two real world jungle cats of my own.
And what about the leader of the pride?
Lee’s gorgeous, brooding smile flashes in my mind and I feel another twinge of guilt at the thought of those silver-grey piercingly intense eyes. He’s been on my thoughts ever since that brief meeting in the hallway. If they really have told him, then what does he think of me now?
My heart jumps when I hear a soft knock at the door. For a moment, I’m frozen, not knowing whether I should answer it or not, and then I’m moving to my feet on instinct to the sound of the second knock.
When I open the door I literally can’t believe my own eyes…
Think of the Devil and, well, the Devil appears…
Lee is as cool as ever as he stands above me, so utterly ripped in his t-shirt and scrubs that it knocks the breath right out of me. He’s got a facemask on and it takes me a few seconds of seriously furtive anxiety to try to decode the meaning in his eyes.
Intense.
Cool…
And smiling…
“Lee…” I say, “Hi.”
“Hi Liza,” he smiles, towering over me with such power in his body that it sends a hot flush right across my forehead. An ache of longing between my legs lets me know that my newfound inner bad girl would like to come out to play again…and I’m the one who has to explain to her just why that’s such a terrible idea.
“Mind if I come in?” he asks and I step back to let him enter before I even know what I’m doing. I notice that he’s wearing latex gloves on his powerful