Nurse Bianca

He leaned back, his gaze fixed on her, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Bianca, I've got a feeling today is going to be a day to remember, " he murmured, his eyes traveling over her figure with a hunger that belied his years. Bianca's heart raced as she began to sponge him down, her eyes darting from his face to his now-rigid penis. She'd never experienced anything like this before in her two years at the home.
The air grew heavy with tension, the only sound the occasional drip of water from the sponge. She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling with each movement, and tried to focus on the task at hand. But every time she thought she had composed herself, she felt his eyes on her, watching, waiting.