This story is mostly adapted from a actual event

A few years back i was scheduled for a hernia repair the next day and reported to the outpatient center after work the previous day for paper work and the initial pre op check in blood work etc. Having completed the paper work the nurse did the routine BP EKG and heart lung auscultation and finished her portion of paper work as well. Before she left she she pull a gown from the table drawer and told me to put it on. I said " I through we were through"

"Not yet-- you have to have a prep shave for tomorrow and Kelly is just finishing up with another patient and will be in shortly."

I looked at my watch--5:45-- hoping it wouldn't be must longer as i wanted to get home for monday night football. I took off the rest of my cloths and put on the gown being mature enough to realize the shave was necessary but thinking they would probably do it just prior to surgery-- but oh well.

Shortly thereafter the door opened and a steel cart covered with towel pushed through the door followed by a seemingly very young long haired pretty blond girl dressed in dark blue scrubs.

"Hi, Mr Grant. I'm Kelly" she said as she positioned the cart next to the exam table. "I'll be prepping you for you surgery tomorrow--so if you"ll just lay back and get comfy---" she continued while pulling out the table extension at the foot of the table.

I must have hesitated either from embarrassment of simply continuing to look at her well proportioned body which was clearly evident even in the scrubs, because she gently placed a hand on my chest and eased me down on my back. As she adjusted a pillow for me I noticed the name tag--Kelly Harris NS4-- and asked what it meant.

"Oh I'm a 4th year nursing student but i work as a prep nurse after school to help with expenses."she smiled. "You don"t remember me do you?"

I shook my head. "No. I'm sorry/ Should I?"

"Well its been about 6 years i guess, but your were my science and health ed teacher in high school-- so no worries."

My brain clicked back and suddenly remembered the skinny shy 11th grader from what seemed an eternity ago. "Well you have certainly changed" I managed. "but I;"m glad to see you are continuing your education towards such a great field."

"Yes I really love nursing---so much to learn and do, Never a dull moment." she smiled.

Kelly turned and removed the towel from the tray holding shaving cream and a razor then continued. "You know-- i shouldn't tell you this- but I had such a crush on you back in high school-- OMG >" she laughed.

From beyond the exam room door came the nurses voice.

"Kelly --I have to pick up my kids-- so I will lock the clinic door and you will have to let Mr. Grant out when you finish--ok?"

Kelly turned towards the door and yelled "Ok." as she picked up the cream and razor and turned back to me. "Don't worry its a safety razor and I've done this a hundred times." she smiled.

"I hope so." I said only half joking.

"Just relax. No need to be embarrassed --as I said--"

"A hundred times--- yes'

As a mark of professionalism however she deftly laid a folded towel over my genitals as she lifted my gowns hem up to my belly button and began squirting lather on my right inguinal region spreading it over my entire right lower abdominal quadrant. My heart seemed to slow a bit as she methodically began to shave starting out laterally and working toward the midline. I could feel her hands on my abdomen stretching the skin and her razor worked and as she wiped the soap away. Her delicate touches coming increasingly closer to my genitals however did not go unnoticed-- and to my horror i began to feel myself begin to swell. Her left hand pressed down on the towel covering me undoubtedly noticing my aroused state as the razor swept closer to the base of my penis.

"Don't worry." she smiled. "happens all the time. But I'm afraid I am going to have to remove the towel to finish. Ok?"

"Ok" I gurgled.

"Good---now lets just spread your legs a little," her hand pulling my right thigh outward. "cause I need to shave your scrotum as well.

The towel pulled away and the cool air rushed over me only to be replaced immediately by her warm hand cupping my scrotum and warm lather applied gently all over it. Allowing time for the lather to soften she returned to the remaining pubic area above my penis, now literally taking hold of it and pulling it up down side to side to shave the entire surrounding area, her hand slippery with lather now causing an involuntary

moan to escape my throat.

"Kelly," i said "I'm sorry--I cant help---

"It's ok" she looked at me sweetly. "It actually helps me get a good result. Kinda keeps it outa the way>" she giggled.

As she wiped away the residual lather she let go and my penis slapped against my abdomen, harder than i had remembered for a long time. She gave it a quick pat and then pulling my scrotal skin taunt began to shave my entire scrotum --shaving -wiping- shaving wiping -rubbing to see if there was residual stubble --shaving more and finally repositioning both legs with knees bent and legs spread wide to shave the back side of my balls and down towards my anus.

"Lift your bottom up." she said as her hand slid under my buttocks and the wiped me down between my thighs and all around my crotch. Her hand again grabbed my erection as her other felt all around my groin and over my now hairless testicles.

"There--smooth as a newborn baby." she cooed.

I remained silent.

Her hand lingered cupping my testicles. "I remember you told us in health class how boys got aroused easily-- so don't be embarrassed--its just natural--" she giggled again--"never a dull moment in this job" again covering me with the towel and wrapping up the used razor and wipes and turning to the steel wastebasket.

I lay there trying to calm my racing heartbeat and not wanting to move until my erection subsided enough to allow me to get up without leaving the towel hanging in plain sight.

Kelly deposited the used towel and razor in the receptical and then turned back to me as i started to sit up She came next to me pulling my gown down over the towel in my lap. I could smell a faint hit of perfume or maybe her hair - she was so close. Her scrub top was just tight enough that i could make out her nipples pushing against the fabric. and for a moment i wondered if she had become as aroused as I. I was at least twenty years older married-divorced- but my mind still began to fantasize.. Her fingers went to my wrist checking my pulse and then patting my bare thigh said. "Why don't you lay back and relax for a bit while i get your enema ready."

end of part one