Student nurses develop a novel therapy

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Diana said “There’s a vacant patient room down the hall. Why don’t we go there and talk?”

When they were settled Diana explained how their massages had sometimes gone beyond what they were intended, generally just using hands as the patient directed. “It was the patient that initiated everything. Nothing was gratuitous or forced. Nothing was even suggested by either of us.”

Ellie added “Sometimes the patients were depressed or felt that nobody cared about them. As we massaged they felt the care we had for them. They felt we somehow understood what they were going through.”

Helen leaned back in her chair. “I see.”

“Do you? Do you really? I don’t think you believe us. I think you are thinking of us as a couple of sluts.”

Helen was silent for a moment. “I suppose I did jump to that conclusion when I first heard about it. I couldn’t believe how I could have misread your personalities so badly. I doubted my own abilities at reading people. But as you tell it everything fits. Mrs. Abernathy has taken a new interest in life and in sex. Mr. Bolton made a real attitude turnaround while he was here, and Mrs. Bolton seems pleased with how he has changed at home. She says she has her marriage back again. How many others are there?”

“We certainly haven’t kept score. We just want to help people.”

Diana asked “Speaking of which, what is going on with you? You’ve seemed distant and distracted for several weeks.”

She sighed. “My husband and I have separated.”

Diana put an arm around Helen’s shoulders. “I’m so sorry.”

“Things have been going downhill for months.”

“No wonder you’ve seemed tense and irritable.”

“I know what you need! Why don’t you lie back on this bed and we’ll work our magic on you.”

“But you need to take off those scrubs. We need access to skin. After all, the patients only wear those flimsy gowns.”

Helen removed her scrubs and stretched out on the bed in her underwear.

“Roll over.”

Each girl took a leg and massaged from ankles up the backs of her thighs. Some strokes ended more or less between Helen’s thighs and she parted her legs.

Next came back, neck and arms. “You have no idea how that feels. I can feel the tension melting away.”

“Roll over.”

On her back she kept her legs slightly parted. Ellie worked the thighs while Diana worked on the front of the arms. Ellie’s thumbs worked the crease between the legs and body, and Helen sighed “Oh that feels nice.”

Ellie’s hands went up Helen’s sides, met at the neck and trailed back down between the breasts and over the abdomen.

Helen opened her eyes and looked from one girl to another, seeing compassion. “I’m beginning to see how some patients want more.”

“Do you want more?”

Helen closed her eyes and whispered “Yes. I want more. I want to feel something good for a change.”

Ellie continued on the thighs, but used her thumbs to massage the outer labia. She pressed the heel of a hand on the mons and moved it up and down in short strokes, noting the increasing damp spot in Helen’s underwear.

Diana switched to neck and shoulders, working down to gently massage bra-clad breasts. Helen whimpered, wriggled her fingers behind her back, unclasped the bra and flung it across the room. Diana cradled, gently kneaded and kissed the breasts, rubbing thumbs over the nipples.

“More. I want more.”

“Are you sure?”

Helen pushed her panties down and kicked them off. “Yes, I’m sure.”

Ellie massaged the outer labia, coaxing the inner lips to protrude for massage between thumb and forefinger. A finger entered the crease and found the clit. “Ohmygod.”

Ellie entered her with two fingers and felt them immediately soaked. Helen quickened her breathing and began to move her hips, urging Ellie on, but the girl withdrew her fingers and massaged up the torso, over the breasts and them back down so nipples were contacted by an entire hand. Diana moved to the other side of the bed and thrust her fingers in while Ellie continued up and down the torso, paying attention to the nipples.

Diana’s thumb rubbed the labia, bringing one gush of wetness after another. The thumb moved to the clit and Helen began to gyrate her hips and grunt.

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