In the sterile, cold atmosphere of a hospital ward, a woman named Isolde lay in her bed, her long hair splayed across the pillow. She was a vision of vulnerability, her small breasts exposed and her body frail from illness. The hospital gown did little to conceal her figure, and the front view of her nude form was enticing, even in such a clinical setting.
A young doctor named Adrian entered the room, his eyes immediately drawn to Isolde’s exposed body. He felt a stirring in his loins, an inappropriate response to a patient, but he couldn’t help himself. Isolde was beautiful, even in her weakened state.
“How are you feeling today, Isolde?” Adrian asked, his voice soft and soothing.
“Better, now that you’re here,” Isolde replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Adrian approached the bed, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew he shouldn’t be having these thoughts about a patient, but he couldn’t resist the temptation. Isolde looked up at him with her big, doe eyes, and Adrian felt himself falling under her spell.
He took her hand in his, feeling the warmth of her skin against his own. He leaned in close, their faces just inches apart. Isolde’s breath was hot against his cheek, and he could feel the heat radiating off her body.
“I want you, Adrian,” Isolde whispered, her voice barely audible.
Adrian hesitated for a moment, but then he leaned in, pressing his lips against Isolde’s. She responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to meet his. They kissed passionately, their hands exploring each other’s bodies.
Adrian’s hand found its way to Isolde’s breast, his fingers gently caressing her nipple. Isolde moaned softly, her body arching towards him. Adrian could feel his cock hardening, pressing against the fabric of his pants.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down Isolde’s neck. He nibbled at her earlobe, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her. His hand continued to explore her body, moving down towards her exposed thighs.
Isolde spread her legs, inviting Adrian in. He slipped his fingers between her legs, feeling the warmth and wetness of her pussy. She moaned louder now, her hips bucking against his hand.
Adrian slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tight walls closing around him. He moved his finger in and out, slowly at first, then faster and harder. Isolde’s moans grew louder, filling the room.
Adrian could feel his own desire building, his cock straining against his pants. He knew he needed to be inside her, to feel her warmth and wetness surrounding him.
He pulled his fingers out of her pussy, bringing them to his mouth. He licked them clean, tasting her sweetness on his tongue. Isolde watched him, her eyes heavy with desire.
Adrian climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between Isolde’s legs. He pressed the head of his cock against her entrance, feeling her heat and wetness against him.
“Yes, Adrian,” Isolde whispered, her voice barely audible.
Adrian pushed inside her, feeling her tight walls closing around him. He moved slowly at first, savoring the feeling of her warmth surrounding him. Isolde moaned, her hips meeting his thrusts.
Adrian picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. Isolde’s moans grew louder, filling the room. Adrian could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening.
He reached down, his fingers finding Isolde’s clit. He rubbed her gently, feeling her muscles clenching around him. Isolde cried out, her orgasm washing over her.
Adrian couldn’t hold back any longer. He thrust into her one last time, his orgasm exploding from him. He collapsed on top of her, his body trembling with the aftershocks of his release.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breathing heavy. Adrian rolled off of her, his cock still semi-hard.
“Thank you,” Isolde whispered, her eyes closed.
Adrian smiled, his heart still pounding in his chest. He knew what they had done was wrong, but he couldn’t help the way he felt.
He got up, adjusting his clothes. He took one last look at Isolde, her long hair splayed across the pillow, her small breasts exposed.
He left the room, closing the door softly behind him. He knew he would never forget this moment, this whispered encounter in the hospital.
