by Gwenna Reid
“Hey, Liza right? Watch out…”
He knew my name. That was first thing that went through my head and it was a welcome surprise. I mean, as for me, of course I knew who he was. I’d memorized the names of all three of the utterly gorgeous studs a few doors down from my own, pricking my ears up every time I heard them palling around with each other and rough-housing in the hall on their way back from or heading out to their jobs at the hospital. Those guys never seemed to run out of steam. I have to admit their male model faces and impossibly sexy bods had flashed through my thoughts more than once on those lonely nights with the B.O.B.…
But I never thought in a million years they’d care enough to know who I was…
I looked up at him, Lee, the obvious leader of the gang as he stood towering above me with a physique more suited to an MMA ring than to a sensitive vocation like nursing. He was wearing a plain grey t-shirt and turquoise hospital scrubs over sneakers, his short and neat brown hair ending in a slight fringe that gave a Romanesque flavor to his already impossibly intense and intelligent grey eyes. Usually he was harder and colder than the others, seeming a little more reserved whenever I’d hear them playing around, always being the first to make them call it quits, but now his eyes showed only concern. I just about melted.
There weren’t any words to give.
“Everything alright?” he asked, arching a brow as he considered me, that handsome mouth turning down in a frown that made me want to find some reason to make it smile again.
“I…um…no,” I stammered out, “I just lost my job.”
“Shit,” Lee responded without a second’s hesitation. “I’m sorry to hear that. It’s a rough time out there. We’re seeing it ourselves you know.”
“Yeah,” I nodded, “I’d guess the hospital is pretty crazy right now.”
Lee caught my mistake before I did and suddenly a wickedly promising smile replaced that frown, eyes just as intense as ever as they pinned me to the spot.
“Oh,” he said, “so you do know who we are? No need to make an introduction then.”
I blushed deeply and I could tell he was enjoying it. Shit, could he have been…? No, no way a guy like that would be actually interested in a frump like me—a poor working girl with too-big-hips in a cheap waitressing uniform. He was probably just teasing was all…
“Actually,” he said, “I’ve been wanting an excuse to make an introduction for some time now. By now, I’m sure you’ve noticed we’re pretty much the only roomies under sixty on this whole floor. It practically behooves us to get to know each other better…maybe even over drinks.”
This was more than I was prepared to handle. First the job loss and know this utter impossibility of getting railroaded in the hallway by the kind of smoking hot stud who has no right to exist anywhere outside of a thirsty girl’s lonely Saturday night fantasy. I felt like I was about to faint…
“I’ve caught you at a bad time,” Lee said, “I’ll let you get home. Sorry to hear about your job. There’s going to be a lot of that happening these days. Things are about to get rough.”
“Um…thanks,” was all I could manage, my eyes looking anywhere but into those gorgeous deeper-than-deep grey eyes.
He stepped aside and I brushed past him, literally shivering as I felt the firmness of his muscled abdomen against my arm in the too-narrow hallway, and then I shambled down to my door, hand shaking as I struggled to pull out the key.
“If you change your mind about the drink, let me know,” Lee called and then seconds later he disappeared into his own apartment—while I was still trying to steady my hand to get the key in the door…
Now
21:30
Liza
I’d convinced myself that he was just being neighborly, after all, a guy like that was miles out of my league and must have been well aware of it too, but after what happened with his room-mates…with how deeply we’d connected emotionally even after the mind-blowing sex… Suddenly, I’m thinking those guys might not be so utterly unobtainable to a girl like me after all.
But that means if Lee really was asking me out, and I just did the dirty with his two best friends literally minutes after our first proper meeting together, I may have just blown my chances to have something better than I ever could have dreamt of…
Oh God, Lee always seemed more sensible and mature than those guys, what the hell would he think of me when they told him? Shit, right now I feel like such a cheap tramp, even though it was clear neither Evan nor Bren actually saw me that way—even despite how easily I melted for them…
The last thing on Earth I’d want is to hurt any one of those guys, or come between that deep and powerful bond I sense between them. God, no matter how much I might like to do what we just did again, I know I’ll have to be firm. From now on, I’ll be giving all three of them a wide berth…for their sake, if not for my own…
SIX
21:50
Lee
All I had to do was take one look at the shit-eating grins on their faces when they came back to the apartment and I knew.
The new girl in Apartment 4F.
Liza.
Mine.
But these two thirsty bastards had gotten to her first. They’d taken the pleasure of opening her up and showing her just how good her own body could feel if she finally let herself surrender to it, when that pleasure was supposed to be all mine. The prize I’d been thinking about on every single one of these past fifteen days of seriously grueling work at the hospital. And now these two animals have taken it first.
I’m not jealous. Well ok…I am, but not like others would be. Me and Evan and Bren are closer than brothers. We’ve been through more than a life time’s worth together and what belongs to one of us, belongs to all of us. It’s not even something we’ve ever had to talk about. It’s just known. Because that’s how deep our bond goes.
But that sexy, shy little angel with the skin like coffee and cream and the beautiful green-flecked brown eyes was something altogether different to what we’re used to. That gorgeous, stubbornly independent honey who had no idea just how sexy she really is had been on my mind from the moment she first moved in.
So ok, it’s not like I’d staked a claim on her or anything, but nonetheless I thought it was known.
I saw her first.
I spoke to her first.
I’d take her first.
Except now it’s too late, thanks to my bros here. I’d like to say I’m not mad, but I’m sure as shit something. In fact the thought of her arching the curve of her gorgeous little back as she gave herself to both of them is making my cock swell already. This shit will have to be rectified…
“How were Mr. and Mrs. Kowalski?” Bren asks, as he and Evan slap on some gloves and get a few test kits out of the aid box.
“Fine,” I say, “no symptoms at all. All the same, I think we can take it a given that we’ve all been exposed at this point. We’re just lucky it happened when we were off shift.”
“You think they’ll let us back?” Evan asks, a look of worry in his big blue eyes. Despite being the tallest out of the three of us, he’s the one with the softest heart. Not being able to do our part for the people of the city during this thing will kill him.
“Maybe,” I say, “but I wouldn’t hold your breath. We could be stuck on this floor for the foreseeable future. For now, we just have to make sure we take good care of everyone else who’s been around Al this last week.”
“Fuckin’ Al,” Bren sighs, shaking his head in fond but nonetheless exasperated disbelief. “How did he not know what was happening?”
“Hopefully we’ll have 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 hands, the muscular wrists disappearing under their sleekness like they’re carved out of marble.
The thought of feeling the tips of his fingers as he runs them over my skin sends a visible shiver down my spine…
“I know Evan and Bren, called over earlier,” he says, “or at least they should have anyway, those two knuckleheads could get distracted in a daydream. So I thought I’d stop by myself before getting back home just to make sure.”
So then he hasn’t seen them yet? He doesn’t know?
Lee just stands there beside the counter, hands relaxed at his sides as those intense, smirking grey eyes still hold me in place. Why do I get the feeling that I’m being set up for something here?
“Um, yes, they did,” I say, heart pounding in my chest as I struggle to keep my eyes on his face and not on that deliciously broad and well-defined chest of his. At this point even the t-shirt he’s wearing is practically cumming buckets just from being so close to his skin. “They told me what happened with Al.”
Lee sighs and shakes his head. “Fucking Al,” he says, “if only we’d been here to set him straight this week…”
I nod in wonder at how fast everything has happened with this thing. It seems like only a few days ago when people on TV were saying it was nothing to worry about and now it’s like the entirety of society is coming to its knees. But then again, I can think of a reason or two to come to my knees myself right now…
I bite my lip, trying to fight back my own selfish desires from rising any further.
“Well as long as you’re ok,” Lee says, “that’s the main thing right now. I trust my pals took every precaution with you, suited and booted with the gloves and all?”
I glance to the floor sheepishly at the thought of how close we’d all gotten when Bren and Evan had me shuddering in ecstasy between their huge powerful naked bodies. I can’t even respond…
“Anyway, I better check your temperature just to be sure,” Lee says and when I look back up at him, at the heat and enjoyment I see in his eyes, part of me feels sure that he’s toying with me right now—that he knows everything. The whole sordid fucking adventure…
EIGHT
22:10
Lee
I’ve got her right where I want her…
Poor little Liza is still trying to figure out whether I know about her and Evan and Bren. I can see on her face that she’s jumping from one possibility to the other as her eyes widen even further and her pulse hops at her sexy little throat.
Even in her nightie with her hair tied up in a towel, this chick is the hottest little honey I’ve ever laid eyes on.
I take out a thermometer wrapped in plastic from my pocket and then tear it easily between my fingers. I watch those emerald-and-chestnut eyes of hers widen even further as she follows the movement of my fingers. Behind my mask my dark smile gets stronger. Why I’d bet before tonight Liza was even more sexually frustrated than we were after more than two weeks running on the job. Just how long had it been for her before my horny buddies came down here and gave her what she’d been craving so, so badly?
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br /> But that pleasure should have been all mine. All week my cock had been thrumming at the thought of finally taking her and those bastards got there first. So now is when I get to make it up for it.
“Say ah…” I growl as I reach up with one gloved hand to softly take her by the chin.
Her entire body shivers at my touch, surrendering to me like she knows she’s belonged to me all along, and under my scrubs my cock is already bulging.
Can she see it?
Does she know how hard I am right now?
I don’t care if she can. In fact I want her to know just what she does to me. Maybe then she’ll understand how big a deal it was that I didn’t get to claim her first.
I brush my thumb against her bottom lip, holding her chin firmly in place as I place the thermometer on that soft delicious tongue. I can already see the flush in her cheeks, the vitality of her lips as they fill up with blood, and I’m certain I’m not the only one who’s extremely turned on right now.
“Did Evan and Bren, do this for you too?” I grunt, enjoying the panic in her eyes as she decides on the spot which lie to tell.
“Uh-huh,” she nods, still entirely in my grip, my tool in her mouth so intimately invasive.
“Oh really,” I smile, peering directly into her eyes. “and which one of them was it? Was it Evan or Bren who put it in your mouth?”
Her green-flecked eyes practically bulge at the double meaning and her chest is visibly heaving under her faded old nightie t-shirt. The soft outlines of her nipples poke out towards me. She’s not wearing a bra under there, just a thin layer of cloth between those delicious perky breasts and my hungry hands. I bet she’s not wearing any panties either…
“Evah…” she tries to say around my thermometer and I smirk at how utterly compromised I have her right now. She couldn’t get out of this even if she wanted to.
For a moment I don’t say a word, just penetrate those gorgeous little eyes with my own, until I’m certain she can’t take it any longer.
