The Nurse That Wanted Revenge
Keywords: Revenge, The, Nurse, That, Wanted,
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Stanley Fowler awoke to find himself in bed, but realised almost immediately that he couldn"t move. Looking down he saw why, both his legs had plaster casts on, then he remembered the collision in the car. That stupid moron Peter Edge, fooling around on the motorway had slammed them all into the back of a juggernaut.
"Ah, Mister Fowler, you"re awake I see, are you feeling comfortable?" said a nurse, while checking his sheets.
"Yes thanks, but could you tell me what happened to Peter and Denise?"
"They both died I"m afraid, if it"s any comfort they say it was instant," she told him.
Stanley didn"t care too much about Peter, after all it was his fault he was in this condition, but he felt sorry for Denise, she was Peter"s girlfriend. She was way too young to die, especially at the hands of an idiot like Peter. Stanley looked over at the nurse, who was now in the process of making up another bed, presumably for another patient.
"Excuse me nurse, but could you tell me how long I"ve been here, and what exactly is wrong with me?"
"The Doctor will explain your condition in a few minutes, as for how long you"ve been here, since last night," she said, leaving the room.
Shortly after that the Doctor did appear, and informed him that he"d broken both legs, but that was all, he was expected to make a full recovery. Stanley stared up at the ceiling, a tear appearing in both eyes, as he wondered why some live and others die, are there reasons, or is it just the luck of the draw. Then a new nurse, who told him she was going to give him a bed bath, interrupted his morbid thoughts.
Pulling the sheets back, she untied the pyjama bottoms then casually slid them down his legs, revealing his flaccid cock. He was too tired to be embarrassed, and not in the least bit interested, in the female before him to get turned on, so he suffered the indignity, realising that she was just doing her job. It turned out that she was very good at her job, for within five minutes she"d finished.
After a week of the room he was in, he started to feel claustrophobic, and couldn"t wait until he was able to leave, but he had cheered up a little since the accident, and got to know the nurses by name. Then one night a strange thing happened, he was reading when a gorgeous nurse, who told him she had to give him a bed bath, suddenly interrupted him.
What was strange about this, was that he"d already had a rub down not two hours earlier, and although he informed her of this, she ignored him. He watched her taking the sheets off, then lowering his Pyjama"s and knew that she was going to turn him on. Her face was too gorgeous to ignore, and her figure was a perfect ten.
He looked down as he felt his cock stir for the first time since the accident, and flushed as he saw it start to grow.
"I"m sorry about this," he said, genuinely embarrassed.
She never said a word, carrying on as if nothing had happened, then something did, for after she"d finished bathing him, she removed a small bottle from within her gown, tipped some oily substance into the palm of her hand and placed it onto his hard cock.
She then commenced in jerking him off, something that took him totally by surprise. Using both hands, she rubbed his cock slowly up and down, swapping one hand for the other each time she reached the top. He looked at her closer, not saying a word, and enjoying every last moment as she expertly brought him to a climax.
He moaned out loud as his sperm shot out the end, with the nurse not stopping until she was sure he wouldn"t cum any more. Then cleaning him up, she redressed him and pulled the covers back up. Then she was gone; he hadn"t even got her name.
The next day Stanley asked a couple of the nurses who it was, and even though he was able to give a good description they didn"t know who he was talking about. That night he fell asleep early, only to be woken up by someone climbing onto the bed. Looking down he realised that he was naked, then realised that his nurse had come back.
She only wore a skirt, which meant he could"ve seen her breasts, had the lighting been better, as it was he could only make out the outline. She grabbed his hands as she sat astride his cock, placing them both onto her bust. Then she guided his cock to the right place, by holding it from behind and sitting down. At first she had trouble getting it into the right spot, then suddenly he was in and she started to ride him.
Stanley closed his eyes, not quite believing this was happening, but enjoying the feel of both her breasts and her wet pussy as she continued to rock back and forth.
"Who are you," he said, feeling every inch of his cock against her velvet like skin.
She didn"t answer him, but her moans of pleasure were getting evident, for she was soon exhibiting the signs of an imminent orgasm. Stanley pushed up as best he could, making her thrusts that more enjoyable. When she did cum she almost fell onto his chest with both hands, as he continued to massage and tweak her erect nipples.
"Please talk to me, what"s your name," he said, knowing that he was now close to cumming himself.
"Connie," was all she said?
Then he came, his hot sperm shooting out like a cannon ball, making him wince with pleasure. When he stopped cumming, she got off the bed, tided it and him up, and then left without another word. The next day, Stanley was telling all the nurses how he now had a name to go with the nurse. Not one of them knew who this mystery nurse was, or so it seemed, for when he was alone again, nurse Fraser came back to his room.
"I have only known one nurse by that name on this ward, and that was Connie Blake, it wasn"t until you said her name that I put the figure you described yesterday to it, that would be her," she explained.
"Can I see her?"
"That"s just it, she died over a year ago, and in this very room."
"No, this can"t be the same person then, for she is flesh and blood, and in no way a figment of my imagination."
"What exactly is she doing, or saying when she comes here?"
Stanley decided to tell Nurse Fraser exactly what Connie did, on both her visits.
"I can see now why you want to see her again, I think I"d better stay here tonight, and wait to see for myself."
So there they were, Nurse Fraser hiding behind some screens in the corner of the room, and Stanley hoping that Connie would re-appear again. At just gone one in the morning, that"s exactly what did happen, Connie entered the room pulled down the sheets, and was just about to take down Stanley"s pyjama bottoms when the light went on.
There was no one there, the hairs on the back of Stanley"s neck stood up, he now knew that he was being seduced by a ghost. Not only that, but Nurse Fraser had seen her with her own eyes, and knew exactly who it was. The question remaining was why is she coming back to give a total stranger, sexual favours.
"How did she die?" asked Stanley.
"She fell, hitting her head against the metal bar on the side of the bed, which in turn sent a small piece of skull into her brain, it was all very tragic." Replied Nurse Fraser.
"Just suppose for a minute that she didn"t die that way, suppose she was murdered, who was in this bed at the time of her death."
Nurse Fraser looked at Stanley, a sort of wry smile appearing on her face.
"Come to think of it, the man that was in this bed was very fond of Connie, he was a married man from New York, but I can"t remember his name, I can soon check up on it though." She replied, leaving the room.
From that day on, Stanley never saw Connie again, but he refused to forget her, and with the help of Nurse Fraser he formulated a plan, that would, he believed uncover a murderer. He had time while healing to figure out how it might have happened, and shared this theory with Nurse Fraser.
"Suppose for a moment, that Connie was so struck by this guy, that they had sex here in this bed, and that she fell in love with him."
"He, not wanting his wife to find out about it, decided to kill Connie, and make it look like an accident," said Nurse Fraser, anticipating what Stanley was going to say.
"Exactly."
"Pretty thin," she replied.
"Yes I know, but why would she come back to make love to a total stranger, if it wasn"t to give us some kind of message?" reasoned Stanley.
"I don"t know."
"I"ve got an idea, it"s something I saw in a film once, I can"t remember which, but this detective suspected someone of a crime, only he didn"t have any proof, so he rang the crook up, and told him that he was being watched."
"What happened?"
"The crook got scared, and led them straight to where he"d hidden the body, now could something like that work for us?"
"I don"t know, but what if he never killed her, what if it really was an accident, and the only reason Connie is coming back, is that she"s not ready to move on."
"I can"t say I know about the spirit world, or even that I believed in ghosts until the day I witnessed Connie vanish before my very eyes, but the one thing I do know is that ghosts are usually restless because of some unfinished business." "Of all the ghost stories that were supposed to be true, they all tell of someone who was either murdered or committed suicide."
Nurse Fraser had read many accounts of ghost stories, and it was true, they were nearly all tragic tales of rage or jealousy.
By the time Stanley had been discharged from the hospital, he"d come up with a plan of action, and hoped that it would work. He and Nurse Fraser were going to confront Edward Vale on the phone. First however they started to send letters, just short ones, accusing him of the murder. Then after two weeks of that, Stanley rang Mr Vale up on the phone.
"Hello, Edward Vale here."
"We know that you murdered Connie Blake," then he hung up, before Edward could answer.
The next day Nurse Fraser did the exact same thing, feeling a little guilty, because she wasn"t totally convinced he was a murderer. Three days later however, Nurse Fraser received a phone call from Stanley, telling her to read the Herald newspaper.
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Keywords: Revenge, The, Nurse, That, Wanted,