Head Nurse Sister Ren

Now past thirty, I possess a calm and composed demeanor.
Many passionate experiences seem irrelevant to me, even occasional romantic encounters feel like a glass of plain water.
Not tasting it leaves me thirsty, but once tasted, it's bland and tasteless.
Sometimes, alone, I recall my youthful recklessness, a little funny, a little naive.
Yet, it's still so real, so nostalgic.
After graduating from university in 1997, although my father had already found me a good job, there was one insurmountable hurdle: a year-long internship at a top-tier hospital. Only after receiving my internship certificate could I start working. Unable to do so, I packed my bags and went to a local hospital, reported for duty, entered my file, and was assigned to a department. It all
seemed so natural, so boring, and the worst was yet to come—I was assigned to the thrombosis department! Good
heavens! A bunch of elderly men and women; I was like a professional caregiver, helping them around, sometimes even carrying them on my back. Not only was it exhausting, but even my basic fantasies were shattered. I had hoped to work in gynecology or pediatrics, at least there would be mothers there.
Now, I haven't seen a single woman—or rather, not a single woman of marriageable age. Oh no, this is terrible! It looks like this year will be a year of arduous spiritual practice.
I'm about to collapse. But a few days later, an unexpected discovery occurred: hehe, our department is next to the surgical nurses' station.
So many nurses! How lucky!
At first, these nurses didn't pay much attention to me. After all, I was just an intern, and there was an age gap between me and most of them. I tried to approach them a few times, but I was met with a cold shoulder.
But I have a spirit of perseverance—never giving up, never being discouraged, never surrendering.
Serving my own manhood is a must. As time went on, thanks to my somewhat masculine appearance, athletic physique, fluent speech, and occasionally buying them fruit to curry favor, opportunities began to come my way. But after I got to know these women better, I found that some of them were hard to accept. They were either not good-looking or out of shape. And the women I was interested in were either policemen or gangsters. I was young and timid back then, and I didn't dare to make a move.
Just when I was wavering, Sister Ren appeared.
When I first reported for duty, Sister Ren was on sick leave, so I didn't see her. I
first saw her one morning. After finishing my work in the thrombosis department, I went to the nurses' station as usual to chat. The room was quiet; everyone was working diligently.
Strange, these women weren't usually like this. Then a very neutral voice asked me, "Is there something you need?" I turned around and saw her name tag: Head Nurse Ren**. When I looked closely at her, I lost my composure. She was in her thirties, around 170cm tall, with long, wavy hair, fair skin, and a noble appearance. Most importantly, her voluptuous figure was still very evident under her white coat.
Large breasts, a large butt, and long legs.
When she asked me a second time, I finally realized what was happening. My face turned bright red, like a monkey's bottom. I quickly said, "Nothing, I just came to get a syringe." She said "Oh" and walked away. Watching her retreating figure, I thought to myself: If I don't sleep with you, I'll have wasted my title of "Number One Sex Goddess" in college.
Approaching her at first was almost torture. This woman was serious, quiet, and very respected at work. She was valued by the hospital leaders and had no suitors. As we got to know her better, I learned that her husband was a sailor with excellent benefits and a comfortable life. But loneliness was inevitable. I subtly approached her, giving her things she liked. When she was on night shift, I would come to the hospital pretending to pick something up and chat with her. After a while, I knew I was close to winning her over.
One night, she called me saying she was feeling down and asked me to come to her office at the hospital to talk to her. I was overjoyed and rushed over in a taxi.
When I appeared before her, she was stunned and asked, "You're at the hospital?" I said no, I had just received instructions from my boss to come.
She said, "Impossible, so fast, you little liar.
" I gasped, "Really, I took a taxi and then ran.
" She hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why were you in such a hurry?" I knew what answer she needed, but it took courage to say it. I thought the opportunity wouldn't come often, so I said, "I was afraid you'd be lonely. I missed you. Being with you is the happiest thing for me. I'm willing to be your listener.
" After saying that, I didn't even have the courage to lift my head. I remained silent, and after a sigh, Sister Ren said, "Would you like to sit down?" When I looked at her again, I felt her eyes were so tender, completely different from before.
In early autumn, Sister Ren wore a pink, tight-fitting thin shirt that made her look so voluptuous. Her large breasts seemed to be defying me, and her snow-white thighs under her long skirt moved unintentionally, making me afraid to look too much. The way we usually chatted was that she talked and I listened.
The content was nothing more than various family matters and reflections on life.
She was also very sentimental, and beneath her seemingly satisfied exterior lay endless emptiness.
Today, I changed my usual approach and told a lot of jokes.
They were all funny and entertaining, making Sister Ren laugh heartily and repeatedly say they were interesting.
Then I noticed her suddenly frown, and I quickly asked, "What's wrong?" She said it was nothing, just her old ailment, a stomachache.
How could I let this opportunity pass me by? I rushed downstairs to the pharmacy, paid for a box of stomach medicine myself, and when I opened it and placed it in Sister Ren's hand, she seemed to have tears in her eyes.
I knew this was out of gratitude for me, and also out of longing for what she had lost.
After a while, she felt much better and, like a child, asked me to continue telling jokes.
I said, "If I run out, it'll be indecent."
Unexpectedly, she said, "I like whatever you tell," and then lowered her head like a shy little girl, remaining silent.
I knew that if I waited any longer, I would miss my chance. I stood up, pulled her up, and hugged her tightly
, expecting her resistance. Instead, she rested her head on my shoulder and whispered, "Go and close the door."
My hands trembled as I closed the door.
I turned around, intending to continue what I had been doing.
But then Sister Ren seemed much calmer and said, "Do you know what you're doing? Have you thought about the consequences? Will there be any outcome? You're still young, there are plenty of good girls out there, why are you looking for me?
" My God, women change their tune so quickly! I regretted not letting go earlier, but the skills I honed among women in college weren't perfect.
I looked at Sister Ren and said, "You're beautiful, I'm infatuated with you, you're so sexy, I want you. Your happiness is more important than anything else. I won't cling to you. When you say it's over, I'll disappear.
" After I finished speaking, she turned around. I turned off the light, hugged her from behind, and gently stroked her body.
I kissed her neck, then forcefully sucked on her earlobe.
Sister Ren suddenly turned around and said tremblingly, "If you're going to play, then play it right.
" I was speechless. This was too intense; I wasn't used to it.
When I came to my senses, I kissed her mouth and tongue passionately. She let out a soft moan, and I vigorously groped her large breasts and back with both hands. Slowly, my hands slipped under her skirt. Wow, she was so wet, her vagina was overflowing. I squeezed her breasts hard, and soon Sister Ren started to writhe. Mmm... mmm...
She pulled me up and slipped her hands into my crotch. Such nimble hands, just the right amount of pressure, kneading and pinching. It felt so good.
I whispered in her ear, "Sis, I want to fuck you, fuck your pussy, okay?" "Mmm...mmm, I want it so badly, it's been so long, I want you to fuck me hard, with your big cock." "Don't run away...I want your cock.
" I stripped off her clothes, and I was naked too, so we fell onto her bed. I held her tightly, rubbing her vigorously and kissing her passionately. I knew what she needed most right now. I spread her legs and licked her hard. She grabbed my head and rolled away, saying, "What are you doing?" I whispered in her ear, "Sis, I'll lick your pussy and give you oral sex, okay?" She said, "I don't know, I've never tried it.
" In my imagination, her husband was a hopeless old-fashioned person, and later it turned out to be true.
I continued licking her pussy, and she gripped my hair tightly, suppressing her moans. After about seven or eight minutes, her body seemed to be stimulated; she suddenly sprang up, then convulsed a few times, and a lot of fluid flowed from her pussy. I knew she had orgasmed. My penis had been protesting for a while, and I aimed at her big pussy and thrust in hard. With a squelch, I shoved it in. Sister Ren let out a cry and then hugged me tightly.
I hadn't fucked a pussy in so long, so I went straight for it. Sister Ren gritted her teeth, trying not to make a sound, but the bed was old and always creaked. She signaled for me to stop, but that was no joke. I quickly pulled her up and made her lie face down on the table. Her snow-white ass was so stimulating! I adjusted the angle and thrust in hard, fucking her like a madman. But embarrassingly, I ejaculated in less than ten minutes.
I lay on her back and asked, "Was it good? Was it satisfying?" "Mmm." "Youth is wonderful.
" My God, she was still reminiscing at a time like this? I'm impressed.
"That was so exhilarating! I haven't felt like this in ages. You're so strong, it hurt a little, but I love it, haha.
" Knowing the duty room wasn't safe, I got dressed and helped her clean up. After everything was settled, we shared a passionate kiss, reluctant to go home, and slept soundly through the night.
Since that passionate night, we've truly become inseparable. Whenever she's on duty, or her child is staying with her grandfather on weekends, I'm there immediately, and then it's a whirlwind of sex, trying all sorts of positions, but Sister Ren just won't accept oral sex, and I don't force her.
The happiest thing is that Sister Ren got an IUD, so I can ejaculate inside her whenever I want. That feeling is amazing. I'm captivated by her fullness and sexiness, and I've developed feelings for her, but I also know deep down that I'm just a passerby in her life, and there won't be a future.
A few months later, her husband changed to an office job and no longer needed to go to sea, and I also finished my internship. When it really came time to part, it was truly heartbreaking. The last time wasn't just about passion, but also about reluctance and longing, but ultimately, we had to return to reality.
We hugged tightly, rubbing against each other silently; any words were superfluous.
I simply said, "You must take good care of yourself. If you encounter any difficulties or have no one to help you, tell me. I will always be there for you.
" She cried, and her tears broke my heart.
She told me to take care of myself, find a good girlfriend, and come visit me when I have time.
It's all over now, everything is finished. I will remember your kindness.
Through countless lifetimes, I will pray for your peace and health with my life.
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