At the hospital

Doing thing boys do, I ended up in the hospital with a broken leg. The doctor said I had to spend a few weeks in traction so the bone can set. Mom spent time with me every day, but had to go at night for rest and work. A couple of nurses checked in on me daily, making sure I ate and took my medicine. One nurse working the night shift was nice looking. Unlike the day nurses, who's uniforms were pant and blouse hers was a dress type that showed off her figure. One night while straightening her uniform in the mirror she caught me watching. Smiling she looked back and asked, see something you like. Embarrassed, I blurted, I wasn't looking at your butt. You're sweet, she said. My name is Ronnie. The next night she came in with my medicine and took my temperature. I noticed the zipper on the front of her uniform was a few inches lower then before. Leaning over I could see the edges of her white bra covering her small tits. After my meal she came in to collect the tray. Seeing paper towels I accidentally throw on the floor, she smiled and said, you're messy today. Ronnie made sure I had a good view while she bent over to pick them up. The material of her uniform stretched tight as she bent over, and the shape of het butt was unmistakable. Not big, but round and firm. Dropping the trash in the basket next to the bed, Ronnie said I see you're feeling a little better. I'll be back to check on you later. Wondering what she meant by her comment, I looked around. Looking down, my hospital gown was tented.