In the sterile halls of the hospital, a woman named Isabella worked tirelessly as a nurse. Her raven hair cascaded down her back, and her small breasts were barely contained by her scrubs. One day, a patient named Ethan caught a glimpse of her as she walked by his room.
Ethan was a tall, muscular man with a mischievous grin. He had been in the hospital for a minor surgery, but his mind was occupied by thoughts of Isabella. He knew she was off limits, but he couldn’t help himself.
One night, as Isabella was making her rounds, Ethan feigned sleep as she entered his room. He watched as she checked his vitals and straightened his sheets. She leaned over him, her small breasts inches from his face. Ethan couldn’t resist the temptation any longer.
