Sarah had been in the hospital for days, her long auburn hair cascading down the sterile white pillows. She was a small-breasted woman, her nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric of her hospital gown.
Dr. Mark, a man known for his charm and good looks, had been making his daily rounds when he saw Sarah. He couldn’t help but notice the way her chest rose and fell with every breath, the way her eyes seemed to plead for something more than just medical care.
“How are you feeling today, Sarah?” he asked, his voice low and soothing.
“I’m okay,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “But I’m so bored. And lonely.”
Dr. Mark’s heart went out to her. He knew that the hospital could be a cold and isolating place, and he wanted to do something to make Sarah’s stay a little bit better.
“Well, I could stay and keep you company for a while,” he suggested, his eyes never leaving hers.
Sarah’s face lit up. “Really? That would be great.”
Dr. Mark pulled up a chair next to Sarah’s bed, and they began to talk. He learned about her job, her hobbies, and her dreams. And Sarah learned about Dr. Mark’s passion for medicine, his love of travel, and his fascination with ancient cultures.
As they talked, Sarah’s hand found its way to Dr. Mark’s. He looked at her, his eyes filled with warmth and understanding. And then, without a word, he leaned in and kissed her.
Their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Sarah’s hands found their way to Dr. Mark’s chest, her fingers tracing the outline of his muscles. And Dr. Mark’s hands wandered down Sarah’s body, his fingers gently caressing her small breasts.
Sarah moaned as Dr. Mark’s fingers found her nipples, pinching and twisting them gently. She arched her back, pressing her breasts into his hands. And Dr. Mark’s fingers traveled lower, down her stomach and towards her wet pussy.
He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her warmth and wetness. Sarah moaned louder, her hips bucking against his hand. And then Dr. Mark added a second finger, stretching her open and preparing her for his cock.
Dr. Mark stood up, his cock hard and ready. He pulled down his pants, revealing his thick, throbbing member. Sarah’s eyes widened as she saw it, her pussy clenching with anticipation.
Dr. Mark climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between Sarah’s legs. He looked into her eyes, seeking permission. And Sarah nodded, her eyes filled with desire.
Dr. Mark entered her slowly, his cock filling her up inch by inch. Sarah moaned as he filled her, her pussy stretching to accommodate him. And then he began to move, his hips thrusting back and forth as he fucked her.
Their bodies moved together in a rhythmic dance, their moans and sighs filling the room. Sarah’s hands roamed over Dr. Mark’s body, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. And Dr. Mark’s hands gripped Sarah’s hips, pulling her closer as he drove himself deeper inside her.
They switched positions, Sarah on top now, her small breasts bouncing as she rode Dr. Mark’s cock. He groaned as she took control, his hands on her hips guiding her movements. Sarah leaned forward, her hair falling around them like a curtain as she kissed him deeply.
And then, with one final thrust, Dr. Mark came, his warm cum filling Sarah’s pussy. She collapsed on top of him, her body spent and satisfied. And Dr. Mark wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as they caught their breath.
They stayed like that for a while, their bodies entwined and their hearts beating as one. And then, with a gentle kiss, they said their goodbyes.
Sarah knew that she would never forget her time in the hospital, the way that Dr. Mark had made her feel alive and desired. And she knew that she would always cherish the memory of their illicit encounter, their whispered words and stolen moments of passion.
