A slight crush on Dr Hartley wasnt enough to distract her from her work, she was too devoted to act upon it. Holly and the stepladder clanked down the... corridor towards the medical supplies cupboard, where Tom Hartley was waiting with his paperwork. He helped her in with the ladder and they peered around the room which housed all their equipment on shelves along the walls, some in boxes on the floor. They set to work sifting through the boxes, Holly calling out names and quantities, Tom noting. She just got woozy on us without warning."Yes ma'am ... Yes ma'am ... No ma'am ... The doctor is here now ... Yes ma'am. I will have him phone you the moment he is satisfied that nothing more than a little lightheadedness occurred here ... Yes ma'am ... I will ... Absolutely ... Thank you ... I will ... Of course, ma'am. Here she is now..." And she handed me the phone."Hello..." Angela, what happened?" Polly sounded like she was about to hop a chopper to the hospital and tear someone a new body. We were the same age. Her name was Mitsko, she was from Georgia, and she was taking a year off from school to work. She never told me, and I never asked, why she was taking the night bus to Dayton. As the bus cruised along the interstate and its diesel engine droned on and on, as the Midwestern night settled down all around us, we stopped talking, and rode silently through the night. I felt sleepy, and it felt nice to be pressed against her warm body. I don’t know who started it, or how it. When she started slowly grinding against my cock, I slowly slid a finger into her pussy, caressing her slim white hips with the other hand. She moaned and pushed back against me. She was hot! I glanced out of the corner of my eye, and saw Bill had opened his shorts. He had his cock out, and was slowly jacking himself as he watched my wife wiggle against her restraints. I stroked her pussy a few times, just to get her worked up, and withdrew my fingers. As she moaned in frustration, I beckoned.