The night shift is undoubtedly one of the most challenging aspects of being a nurse, the long hours, the lack of sleep and the responsibility for the care of those under your charge. However, I always long for that short lull of quiet that comes around 3 am, just before the mayhem that comes as patients start waking up and new arrivals start coming through the ER room door.

It is reassuring that I’m not alone; Nadia and I form a skeleton crew of two on the ward. However, we are usually joined by a trainee who often gets handed the night shift as part of their nursing’ Development program’. The intern this week is Tony.

Tony, by his appearance, must be 23 or 24; he is tall and clearly works out. He has one of those naughty smiles that just can’t help but pique your interest.

Nadia and I are solid friends, with a foundation built from our first meeting at first school. Two scrawny-looking girls meeting at the school gate, our friendship has grown close as we grew up. Many a night out, shopping trips and the occasional spa day. When she divorced three years ago, it was my house she turned up to with her children, a dog and her packed bags. Nadia swore blind never to remarry and has generally steered away from men; much to my dismay, I really feel she deserves a good man. The lack of Sex has led her to become a bit of a cock tease, taking enjoyment in leading men on but with no intention of following through. Happily saying no to any offer of a date or a night out is a shame because Nadia is a beautiful woman.

Her family left Karachi in Pakistan 50 years ago, settling in London. Her father is a greengrocer and her mother a teacher. She is mid-30s, 1.70m tall, with big brown eyes, long dark hair which tumbles down over her shoulders. I often wonder how she can make nurses’ scrubs look so glamourous. I genuinely believe that if I ever changed my way and fancied a woman, she would be exactly my type.

Every night we run through the checklist, do our rounds checking on the patients, complete paperwork and laugh politely at the bad jokes that the consultants and doctors like to make. Then, about 2:30 am, we finally get some rest bite and are genuinely sitting at our station enjoying a cup of tea and a biscuit, usually having a bit of a natter and a giggle.

Our intern is usually the focal point of our late-night chats; our goal is to get a slight blush out of them. To this point, Nadia and I are very open and often talk about Sex or lack of in Nadia’s case. Unfortunately, Nadia has been building up the tension between her and Tony for a few weeks. Last night, however, things escalated. Nadia and I found ourselves having a very open conversation about using Adult toys in the bedroom. My husband and I have started using one, and it made a big difference to our lovemaking. Nadia has also recently discovered a clitoral stimulator that sounds fantastic, sucking her clitoris gently as it whirrs almost silently.

“No replacement for the real thing, I hope”, I quipped as we joked. Nadia told me she just couldn’t remember the feeling of the real thing anymore.

Looking over, we could see that Tony was leaning more and more into the reception desk, his thighs pressed hard against the reception as he moved uncomfortably. Nadia, smiling sweetly, moved around the counter scootched down to run her hand over the outside of his legs.

“I think he has a small problem” she smiled with a giggle as her hands moved up his side and onto his chest. Pushing him back from the desk, she looked down to see his penis’s shape pushing up his scrubs. Its outline was long and hardening as it ran down his leg caught under his underwear. “Maybe not such a small problem”, she laughed before running her hands down his chest and cupping him in her hand. The look of shock in his eyes as she squeezed him.

Suddenly he stepped back, embarrassed and a little angry.

“You two are just such teases,” he said as he started to stride down the hall towards the locker room. “Embarrassing me like that. What do you expect after all your mocking? Sometimes it’s unbearable to listen to you both,” he said as he stomped away.

Nadia and I stared at each other; “I think we went too far”, I commented as Nadia looked at the floor. I know her well enough to know she hates truly upsetting anyone. “I should go apologise,” she said as she looked down the hall. “Yes, I think you should”, I responded, ‘I’ve got the desk. It’s ok. Go!”

As Nadia headed down the hall, I decided to do a quick walk of the ward, moving in the opposite direction to start at the far end. The section is not big, and at that time of the night, it takes no more than 5 minutes to do a sweep.

On returning to the reception, I expected to find Tony and Nadia back; however, the station was deserted. Padding gently toward the staff room’s direction, I could see Nadia standing at a doorway, the light in the crack making her silhouette visible from my position.

“What are you doing?” “shhhhh”, came her reply, and she motioned me over with a hand gesture.

Moving behind her, my hands on her shoulders, I peered through the crack. Tony was sitting on the locker room bench; his body turned sideways with his hands feverishly tugging at his cock in his pants. His eyes closed, and his head tilted to one side as he played.

“I can’t stop staring”, whispered Nadia. “I can’t help thinking I did that!”

“Why don’t you go and apologise” I whispered back “you never know, it might remind you what you have missed” I said, planting a kiss on the cheek of my friend.

As I moved away from the door, placing my back against the wall, my arm moved over the small of Nadia’s back, and I pressed her into the room. She passed through into the light, and as she did, Nadia pushed the door closed behind her, leaving the faintest of space between the door and its frame.

Peering through the gap, I could hear her say, “Please don’t stop. I came to say sorry! Maybe I can help”

Moving in front of him, Nadia watched as he continued to stroke his shape in his trousers.

“May I?” she asked, as she placed her hands on his thighs and lowered herself down in front of him. Her fingers moved up his legs and over his shape. Her palm traced its length as she moved to stroke it slowly. Looking up at him, I could see her hands move to the elastic of the scrubs. Nadia’s hand was looping over its lip and moving his trousers down his body. Tony raised himself to allow her to slip the trousers and boxers from under his bum and down his thigh. His cock sprang Free as the clothes cleared his shape. His tip was shining with pre-cum in the light as she slid his trousers down then off his legs. I could feel her excitement and my own in the air. His penis wasn’t the biggest, maybe six or seven inches, but it was stiff and very wide. Its veins wrapped around it’s girth. Nadia wrapped her fingers around it, the bottom of his shaft in the join between her thumb and forefinger. Moving her hand over him in a loose clasp, as she stroked up and over his shape to grease her hand with his very own lubrication. Nadia worked her hand up and down slowly, her hand moving to twist round his head whenever she reached his tip.

I could feel my own excitement in my panties, my fingers moving to squeeze my boobs as I took a quick look down the hall–the temptation to stay and watch overwhelming the need to be decent and leave them in privacy.

When I returned to the crack in the door, I could see Nadia leaning forward, her tongue licking the tip of his cock before letting his tip move into her mouth. Her hands were still working his shape as she bobbed his point into her mouth. Tony’s back was arched as he leaned back on the bench. His eyes closed as he moaned quietly. Seeing Nadia look over towards me through the gap in the door, noticing her nodding in approval was the permission I needed for my hand to move down the front of my scrubs and cup my mound over my trousers, my fingertips pressing hard against the centre of my labia, the heat passing through the material of my scrubs.

Nadia’s mouth bobbed up and down on Tony’s tip as her hands jerked his shaft faster, which was enough to make Tony reach out and try and cup Nadia’s breast. As he found her shape in the palm of his hand, he gave her a gentle squeeze. Nadia reacted with a furious plunge of his cock, his shaft disappearing into her mouth, and as Tony lurched back and groaned deeply, she held him in her mouth before starting a slow suck back up his cock. Her hands moved up and down his shaft in unison with her mouth as she took him deep between her lips.

Moving my fingers under the elastic of my scrubs, I let them circle my wet clitoris, my other hand pinching my nipple tight under my gown, a cautious look down the hall before returning to my private show. The soft circling of my clit moving faster as I let my fingers move over my clitoris, and then letting it run the length of my labia, feeling my warmth in my fingertips as I let my fingertips enter my wetness. Finally, my eyes closing, as my fingers move slowly into my Vagina, gently stretching my lips open, curling my fingers up to tap the roof of my Vagina. Quick successive taps against the top of my Pussy before letting my wet fingers slide out and then moving back up my labia and lubricating my clitoris as I circle it once more.

Returning my gaze through the crack in the door, I could see Tony laying back on the bench, Nadia Stradling over him and her hand guiding his tip into her glistening wet lips.

Tony’s fingers playing with her exposed breast, Nadia’s dark brown nipples erect on her perfect olive boobs as Tony’s insatiable hands cupping and squeezing her breasts. Nadia used her hands to move his cocks tip over her clitoris, guiding it as she flicked her clitoris with his penis. My fingers moving over my clitoris in unison with her. Wishing my husband was here with me as I played, watching my friend end her Sex drought. Her eyes peered up to catch mine as her hand guided him to her Vagina entrance, two of my fingers moving to my wet hole and dipping them in as she took his tip into her own wet Pussy.

Letting herself sink onto his spear, slowly savouring each inch, biting her lip as she moved lower and lower onto him. My fingers pressed into my own Pussy as I glanced down the hall, feeling myself moving my fingers in and out of my wetness.

Nadia now with her hands on Tony’s chest, riding him so fast and hard I could not match her movement on my clit. His hands cupped her breasts, nipples being squeezed between his first and middle fingers. The sound of his cock moving in and out of her Vagina, inspiring me to play faster. Feeling my Orgasm start to arrive, the tingles shooting up my spine, my clitoris fat and erect in between my fingers and my legs going weak as I begin to feel the climax of my Orgasm. The sudden rush to move faster, unable to stop. Nadia was moving faster over Tony, his cock disappearing into her as she moved nimbly up and down his shaft. And as I feel my Orgasm rush over me, Nadia stops moving, pressing herself down on Tony hard, feeling his warmth explode in her. Her body is tight and stiff as her muscles contract around him, and then a sudden shudder and Nadia slumped down on top of him.

Looking down the silent hallway, I escape to the bathroom to tidy myself up, returning to my station in time to see Nadia appear in the hall. Her face, beautifully glowing as her smile beams across her face.

Moving behind the reception, she kisses me gently on the lips before walking down the hall to the bathroom.

For Lisa, thank you for sharing this with me.

The writer, Joe Laurenson, asserts himself as the creator and writer of this material.

With special gratitude to shadysweets for editing this work

December 2020