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The Night Shift Encounter - part 1
You’re sitting at your nurse station, making notes on patient charts while sipping coffee. The hospital is quiet during the night shift, with only the occasional beeping of machines breaking the silence. As you write, your thoughts drift to your past heartbreak – a devastating breakup that has left you fearful of intimacy and hesitant to let anyone in emotionally.
Your name is YN, and you’re a beautiful nurse with long, wavy blonde hair and bright green eyes. Your skin is soft and smooth, and your warm smile puts your patients at ease. You’re known for your caring nature and nurturing personality, always going the extra mile to ensure your patients are comfortable.
Tonight, you’re taking care of Jared, a tall, dark-haired businessman with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline. His success has given him an air of confidence and mystery, making him even more attractive. He’s in the hospital for a minor procedure, and he finds himself drawn to your beauty and kindness.
You finish updating the charts and decide to check on Jared. As you enter his room, he looks up from his bed with a smile. “Hey there,” he says, his voice deep and smooth. “How are you doing tonight?”
“I’m good, thanks,” you reply, returning his smile. “How about you? Are you feeling any better?”
Jared shifts in his bed, wincing slightly. “I think I’m okay, but there’s one thing that’s really bothering me.” He pauses, looking at you with a mixture of embarrassment and desire.
You raise an eyebrow, curious about what he could possibly need. “What is it? If there’s anything I can do to make you more comfortable, just let me know.”
Jared takes a deep breath before speaking. “Well, it’s kind of embarrassing, but… I have an armpit fetish,” he admits, his cheeks flushing red. “And I can’t reach my own armpits to scratch them. It’s driving me crazy.”
You try not to show your surprise as you process this information. An armpit fetish? That’s definitely something new for you. But Jared’s vulnerability and honesty touch you, and you find yourself wanting to help him in any way you can.
“I see,” you say, maintaining a professional tone. “Well, I guess we can take care of that.” You approach the bed and lift his shirt, revealing his toned chest and smooth, hairy armpits. He closes his eyes as you gently scratch his left armpit with your fingernails, causing him to moan softly.
“That feels amazing,” he whispers, his breath quickening. “Thank you so much.”
You move on to the right armpit, using a bit more pressure as you scratch. Jared’s moans grow louder, and you can see his cock starting to harden beneath his hospital gown. It seems like he’s really enjoying this.
Suddenly, your radio crackles to life with an urgent call from another nurse. “YN, we need you in room 402 right away! The patient is experiencing complications!”
You hesitate for a moment, torn between helping Jared and attending to the emergency. But your duty as a nurse wins out, and you reluctantly pull away from him. “I’m sorry, Jared, but I have to go,” you say, trying to hide your disappointment. “I promise I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
Jared nods, his eyes filled with desire. “Okay, YN. Hurry back. I need you.”
As you rush out of the room, you can’t help but feel a mix of anticipation and excitement at the thought of returning to Jared’s bedside – and exploring this newfound connection even further.
You rush back to Jared’s room, your heart pounding with anticipation and excitement. As you enter, he looks up at you with a mix of desire and relief in his eyes.
“Thank goodness you’re back,” Jared says, his voice low and husky. “I was worried something had happened to you.”
You smile reassuringly, trying to hide your own flustered state. “I’m fine. Just had to take care of an emergency.”
Jared nods, his eyes filled with desire once more. “Good. Because I need you, YN. I want to continue where we left off.”
Your cheeks flush as you remember the steamy encounter that was interrupted by the emergency call. You hesitate for a moment, your fear of intimacy battling with your growing attraction to Jared. But ultimately, your desire wins out.
“Okay,” you say softly, taking a step closer to the bed. “What did you have in mind?”
Jared grins mischievously. “I want to show you something. Something that I’ve always wanted to share with someone special.”
Intrigued, you raise an eyebrow. “And what’s that?”
He pauses for a moment, his eyes locked on yours. “My armpit fetish,” he admits, his voice barely above a whisper.
You can feel your own heart racing as the words sink in. An armpit fetish? You’ve never heard of such a thing before, but you find yourself oddly intrigued by the idea. And more importantly, you want to know more about Jared – what makes him tick, what he desires, and why he chose to share this secret with you.
“Tell me more,” you say, your voice barely a whisper as well.
Jared takes a deep breath before explaining. “Ever since I was a kid, I’ve been fascinated by armpits. The way they look, the way they smell… It just does something to me.” He pauses, looking at you intently. “And now that I’m with you, I can’t help but want to share this part of myself with you.”
You swallow hard, trying to process this new information. On one hand, it’s all very strange and unexpected. But on the other hand, there’s something undeniably sexy about Jared’s confession – his vulnerability, his trust in you, and the raw desire that fuels his fetish.
“So… what do you want me to do?” you ask tentatively.
Jared licks his lips, his eyes darkening with desire. “I want you to touch my armpits,” he says, his voice barely a whisper. “To explore them, to tease them… And maybe even more.”
Your heart skips a beat at the thought of indulging Jared’s fetish. It’s all so new and different, but you can’t deny the thrill that courses through your body at the prospect of exploring this side of him.
Slowly, hesitantly, you reach out and place your hands on Jared’s shoulders. He shivers slightly at your touch, his eyes closing in pleasure. You take a deep breath, steeling yourself for what’s to come, and begin to trace your fingers down the sides of his neck, along his chest, and finally to his armpits.
As you touch the soft skin of his underarms, Jared lets out a low moan, his eyes still closed. Encouraged by his reaction, you continue to explore, gently massaging the sensitive flesh and tracing your fingers along the curves of his arms.
Jared’s breathing grows heavier, and he reaches out to grab your hands, guiding them deeper into his armpits. “Yes,” he whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. “Right there… That feels so good.”
You can feel the heat radiating from Jared’s body as you continue to massage his armpits, your fingers dancing over the soft skin and teasing the fine hairs that dust the area. With each touch, Jared grows more aroused, his breathing becoming shallow and ragged.
“YN,” he gasps, his eyes still closed. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this… How much I need this…”
His words send a shiver down your spine, and you find yourself growing more turned on by the minute. The intimacy of the moment, the trust that Jared has placed in you, and the raw desire that fuels his fetish all combine to create an incredibly erotic atmosphere.
As you continue to explore Jared’s armpits, your fingers accidentally brush against his nipples. He lets out a sharp gasp, his eyes flying open as he looks at you with a mix of surprise and desire.
“Did you like that?” you ask softly, your fingers hovering just above his chest.
Jared nods, his breathing still ragged. “Yes… Please, touch me more.”
With a mischievous grin, you begin to trace circles around Jared’s nipples, teasing them with light touches before finally giving in and pinching them gently between your fingers.
Jared moans loudly, his hips bucking off the bed as he writhes in pleasure. Encouraged by his reaction, you continue to play with his nipples, alternating between gentle caresses and firm pinches.
As the passion between you intensifies, you find yourself growing bolder, your fingers exploring every inch of Jared’s chest and stomach. He gasps and moans with each touch, his body arching off the bed as he surrenders to the pleasure you’re giving him.
Finally, unable to resist any longer, you lean down and kiss Jared passionately, your tongue exploring his mouth as your hands continue to roam over his body. He meets your kiss with equal fervor, his fingers tangling in your hair as he pulls you closer.
The world around you fades away as you lose yourself in the moment, your fear of intimacy forgotten in the face of the raw desire that burns between you and Jared. As your passion reaches a fever pitch, you find yourselves caught up in a steamy encounter that leaves you both breathless and eager for more.