Page 59 of His Lovebug

I smirked. “In the bathroom.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. He took off in the direction of the en suite, closing the door behind himself.

Laughing quietly, I kicked off my shoes and removed my socks before I wriggled my way onto the bed until my back was pressed against the headboard.

I closed my eyes, smiling because I couldn’t wait to see him in the outfit, but I was surprised when the door opened. He leaned out, the top half of his body naked.

“Matt, can I ask you something?” His voice wobbled and he tapped the doorframe with his finger, as if he was nervous.

I frowned. “Of course, Princess.”

He stepped out of the bathroom, and he wasn’t wearing anything except lace panties. Like this, he was stunning, a work of art, but that wasn’t new. It still surprised me that it wasmemarrying him.

“Do you . . . . Do you ever want to bottom?”

I froze, more than slightly shocked by the question. Hesitating, I thought about what I was going to say. “No,” I said gently. Frowning, I scratched my chin. “If you wanted to, I guess I could...try it? But it’s not something Iwantto do.” I sighed. “I know they say don’t say no unless you give it a try and all that shit, but it doesn’t do it for me. Is topping something you want?”

He smiled and shook his head. “No. I love bottoming, a lot. I just wanted to make sure you weren’t missing out on anything you wanted. I know I’m the first guy you’ve been with.”

I slid out of the bed and ate up the distance between us. Dragging him to me, I laid a gentle kiss on his glossy lips and cupped his face. “I have everything I want, Baby Girl. I’m the happiest motherfucker who ever existed.”

He chuckled.

“Actually, that’s a lie. You know what would make me happier?”

He rolled his eyes. “I can guess, but tell me anyway, Daddy.”

“You. Nurse uniform. Riding my cock and squeezing it with your pretty pussy.”

He shuddered and shoved my chest, making me fall back a few steps. “Go lie down, Daddy. NurseColtranewill be withyou shortly.” He winked before he went into the bathroom and closed the door.

“Fuck,” I murmured low as I began to undress. I didn’t want anything in the way by the time he came out. If he looked like I imagined, I wasn’t going to last long. Once naked, I fell onto the bed and propped my back against the headboard again before I spat in my hand and stroked myself gently.

I couldn’t wait to see him.

EPILOGUE – PART II

QUIN

“Oh my God.” I laughed as I lifted the costume from the silver box on the bathroom counter. Pink tissue paper fell away and scattered. As far as a fantasy nurse’s outfit went, it was about what I’d expected. I laid down the top piece and started getting dressed with the white thigh-high stockings. On the front at the top was a red cross.

This was so silly.

“Matt, you better appreciate this,” I mumbled as I tried to slide on the white panties, but they were too small. No matter what I did my cock wouldn’t be contained by the tiny triangle of fabric that probably wouldn’t even cover a single labia, so after a few seconds of debate, I dumped them back in the box. A pang worked its way through me, but I shook that off. Not everything would fit me and that was okay. I didn’t want to dwell on it right now.

Smirking, I rolled my eyes as I slipped on the white top. It was short in the back, showing off my ass, and the front was held together by red ribbons, so I tightened them and tied it at the top. The gap between the cloth in front showed off a stripe of skin from my lower abs to my chest, which was bare in ahuge vee. The lapels and sleeves were lined with a red stripe. I couldn’t decide if this was tasteful or not, but in the end, it didn’t really matter because I didn’t mind being Matt’s dirty nurse.

“Is this really what he thinks of when he thinks about me nursing?” I shook my head as I stared at myself in the mirror, then grabbed a brush. I left my hair down and spent some time affixing the little white hat thing with a heart on the front that reminded me of old-fashioned nursing uniforms.

No, I was pretty sure Matt had learned that I wasn’t just a plaything. I grinned as I attached the garters to the bottom of the top in the front and back. They kept the top down and the stockings up. If Ichoseto be Matt’s plaything, I was fine with that. I swiped on bright red lipstick before spritzing myself with smoky vanilla perfume.

One last thing in the costume box made me chuckle. He must’ve realized that my stethoscope had been destroyed in the fire because a brand new real one lay in the bottom, and the connecting tubing was pink.

“You’re a keeper, Matthew!” I yelled.

There was some laughter in reply.

Slinging the stethoscope around my neck, I blew myself a kiss. Hmm, without the panties, I needed to do something to really pull this outfit together. Glancing down, I grinned and leaned back against the counter while sliding my hand to my dick.

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