Dental Nurse

“Everything looks ok, so the nurse will be in in a minute to clean your teeth for you,” the dentist said as he finished poking around Jonathan’s teeth. Jonathan waits around reading the boring posters as he sits in the chair until he here’s the door open and a short nurse of about forty walks in in the same boring unflattering scrubs that all the assistants wear. Flat, pink button up shirts over straight legged pants.
“Sorry about the wait, we’re short staffed today.”
“Oh it wasn’t so bad, I hope its not too crazy.”
“Well it was but your the one of the day so not for long.”
“Oh good, take your time,” hating himself as soon as he said that. He wanted this cleaning done as soon as possible. She took a seat next to him, aiming the light and getting the tools prepared. As she leans over him he sees into the loose gaps between the buttons over her shirt. He is surprised to see a pair of rather large breasts encased in a modest white bra. Well shaped. He tried to remember what he could about her. Her name was Helen and she was a quiet nurse, had been there for a long while and single as long as he could remember. He was surprised he had never noticed the curves he was glimpsing now. As she leans over him to adjust some of the machinery a devious thought enters his mind as he notices her struggling with it. Deftly he begins opening the buttons from the bottom of her top as it hangs loosely from her body. As she concentrates on the task at hand he raises a hand and presses lightly against her wide hip, feeling it curve inwards towards a narrow waist.
“Did you need something,” she asked as he touched her.
“No.” he didn’t explain or move his hand.