
In the sterile halls of a hospital, a woman named Isabella walked with a determined stride. Her long, dark hair flowed behind her, catching the artificial light of the hospital. She was a vision of beauty, even in such a place. Her small breasts were barely contained by the thin fabric of her hospital gown, the cool air causing her nipples to harden into stiff peaks.
Isabella was a nurse at the hospital, and she had been working a long shift. She was exhausted, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that ran through her body as she thought about the man she was going to see. His name was Ethan, and he was a patient on her floor. He was a handsome man, with piercing blue eyes and a strong jawline. He was in the hospital for a minor procedure, but Isabella couldn’t help but feel drawn to him.
She entered his room, and he looked up at her with a smile. “Isabella,” he said, his voice deep and smooth. “I was hoping you would come and see me.”
She returned his smile, feeling her cheeks flush. “Of course, Ethan. I wanted to make sure you were doing okay.”
He nodded, his gaze lingering on her small breasts. “I’m doing much better now that you’re here.”
Isabella felt a thrill of excitement run through her body. She knew what was going to happen, and she couldn’t wait. She moved closer to the bed, her heart pounding in her chest.
Ethan reached out, his fingers tracing the curve of her breast. “You’re so beautiful, Isabella,” he murmured.
She smiled, leaning down to kiss him. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together. Ethan’s hands explored her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples.
Isabella moaned, feeling herself growing wet. She reached down, her fingers finding the bulge in Ethan’s pants. She rubbed him through the fabric, feeling him grow harder under her touch.
Ethan broke the kiss, his breathing labored. “I want you, Isabella,” he said, his voice husky.
She nodded, helping him out of his pants. His cock sprang free, long and thick. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking him slowly.
Ethan moaned, throwing his head back. “Yes, Isabella. Just like that.”
Isabella leaned down, taking him into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the tip, tasting the salty tang of his precum. She sucked him deeper into her mouth, feeling him hit the back of her throat.
Ethan groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair. “You’re so good at that, Isabella.”
She smiled, pulling back. She stood up, climbing onto the bed. She straddled him, guiding his cock inside her.
They both moaned as he filled her, stretching her tight walls. She started to move, grinding her hips against his.
Ethan reached up, cupping her breasts. He pinched her nipples, making her moan.
Isabella leaned down, her hair falling around them like a curtain. She kissed him deeply, their tongues dancing together.
Ethan rolled them over, pinning Isabella beneath him. He started to thrust harder, his cock hitting her G-spot.
Isabella moaned, her nails digging into his back. “Yes, Ethan. Just like that.”
He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed her in circles, making her moan louder.
Isabella felt herself growing closer to the edge. She wrapped her legs around Ethan’s waist, pulling him deeper inside her.
They both moaned as they came, their bodies shaking with pleasure. Ethan collapsed on top of her, his breathing labored.
Isabella smiled, running her fingers through his hair. “I’m glad you’re feeling better, Ethan,” she whispered.
He chuckled, kissing her neck. “I feel great, thanks to you.”
They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined. And then Isabella got up, adjusting her hospital gown. She gave Ethan one last kiss before leaving the room.
As she walked down the hall, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She had done her job, and she had done it well. And she couldn’t wait to do it again.