In the sterile, white halls of the hospital, a woman with long, dark hair and small, firm breasts walked down the corridor. She was nude, save for a thin hospital gown that did little to hide her curves. Her name was Sophia, and she was a nurse at the hospital. She had been working a long shift, and was finally on her way home.
As she walked, she couldn’t help but feel exhausted. Her feet ached, and her mind was foggy from the long hours. But as she turned a corner, she saw something that caught her attention. A man, lying in a hospital bed, staring at her with deep, piercing eyes.
His name was Ethan, and he was a patient at the hospital. He had been in a car accident, and was recovering from a serious injury. Sophia had seen him around the hospital before, but had never really talked to him. But something about the way he looked at her now, made her heart race.
She approached his bed, and he smiled at her. “Hello, Sophia,” he said, his voice smooth and inviting. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
Sophia felt a shiver run down her spine. She couldn’t explain it, but there was something about Ethan that drew her in. She sat down on the edge of his bed, and they began to talk.
They talked for hours, about their lives, their hopes and dreams. And as they talked, Sophia felt herself becoming more and more attracted to Ethan. She couldn’t deny it any longer, she wanted him.
