Whispers in the Hospital

In the sterile, cold atmosphere of the hospital, Dr. Samuel Evans was making his rounds. His white coat was pristine, his stethoscope draped around his neck. He approached the front desk, where the receptionist, a woman named Isabella, sat. She was in her late twenties, with small, perky breasts and long, wavy brown hair that cascaded down her back. She was completely naked, her hospital gown discarded long ago.

Samuel felt a stirring in his pants as he took in the sight of her. He had always found Isabella attractive, but he had never acted on it. Until now.

He cleared his throat, “Isabella, may I have a word with you in private?”

Isabella looked up, her hazel eyes wide with surprise. She nodded, and followed him into an empty examination room.

Once the door was closed, Samuel turned to face her. He took a deep breath, “Isabella, I know this may seem unprofessional, but I’ve wanted to do this for a long time.”

Before she could respond, Samuel closed the distance between them and pressed his lips to hers. Isabella hesitated for a moment, but then she melted into the kiss. Her arms snaked around his neck as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth.

Samuel’s hands roamed her body, cupping her small breasts and pinching her nipples. Isabella moaned into his mouth as he rolled her nipples between his fingers.

Samuel broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking as he went. Isabella tilted her head back, giving him better access. He reached her nipples and took one into his mouth, sucking and biting gently.

Isabella’s breathing hitched as he moved to her other nipple. She ran her fingers through his short, blond hair, pulling him closer.

Samuel’s hand traveled down her body, over her flat stomach and to her wet, shaved pussy. He slipped a finger inside her, and she gasped at the intrusion. He added a second finger, and began to move them in and out of her, mimicking the motion of sex.

Isabella’s moans grew louder as he increased the pace. She was on the brink of orgasm when Samuel removed his fingers and dropped to his knees. He spread her legs wider and leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her.

Isabella’s hands gripped the examination table as Samuel licked and sucked her clit. She was moaning and writhing, her hips bucking against his face. Samuel slipped a finger back inside her, and she came apart, crying out his name as she climaxed.

Samuel stood up and unbuckled his pants, letting them fall to the floor. His hard cock sprang free, and Isabella licked her lips at the sight of it.

Samuel guided her to the examination table and laid her down. He climbed on top of her, positioning himself at her entrance.

“Are you sure about this, Isabella?” he asked, his voice husky with desire.

Isabella nodded, her eyes shining with desire. “Yes, I want this. I want you.”

Samuel thrust into her, filling her completely. Isabella wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. He began to move, slowly at first, but then picking up the pace.

Isabella met his thrusts, her hips rising to meet his. She ran her hands over his chest, feeling the muscles ripple under her fingertips.

Samuel reached down and pinched her nipples, and Isabella cried out, her orgasm building once again.

Samuel felt his own release approaching, and he increased his pace, driving into her harder and faster. Isabella’s moans grew louder, and Samuel knew she was close.

With a final thrust, Samuel came, filling Isabella with his seed. She followed soon after, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm.

Samuel collapsed on top of her, both of them panting and sweating. He rolled off her and pulled her into his arms, kissing her gently.

“That was amazing,” Isabella whispered, her head resting on his chest.

“Yes, it was,” Samuel agreed, smiling down at her.

They lay there for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. But eventually, the real world came crashing back in.

Samuel sighed, “I suppose we should get dressed and get back to work.”

Isabella nodded, and they both stood up, gathering their clothes.

As they left the examination room, they knew that things would never be the same between them again. But for now, they were content in the knowledge that they had shared something special, something that would bind them together forever.

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