Sarah had always been a woman of delicate beauty, with her long chestnut hair cascading down her back and her small, perky breasts that barely filled out her bra. She had been in and out of the hospital for weeks, her frail body wracked with pain and exhaustion.
One day, as Sarah lay in her hospital bed, she heard a soft knock on the door. She turned her head to see a tall, handsome man standing in the doorway, his dark hair tousled and his piercing blue eyes filled with concern.
“Hi, I’m Jack,” he said, stepping into the room. “I’m here to check on you.”
Sarah’s heart skipped a beat as she took in his broad shoulders and muscular arms. She had heard whispers of the new doctor on the floor, and now she knew why everyone was talking.
“N-nice to meet you, Jack,” she stammered, feeling self-conscious about her nudity beneath the thin hospital gown.
Jack approached her bed, his eyes never leaving hers. He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from her face, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his voice low and husky.
Sarah’s breath hitched as Jack leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, his tongue exploring her mouth with a hunger that took her breath away. She responded eagerly, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair as she pulled him closer.
Jack’s hands roamed over Sarah’s body, caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples through the thin fabric of her gown. She moaned softly, her hips bucking as he trailed his fingers down her stomach and slipped them beneath the waistband of her panties.
“Oh, Jack,” she gasped as he slid a finger inside her, his thumb circling her clit in slow, deliberate strokes.
Jack continued to pleasure Sarah, his fingers working their magic as she writhed beneath him. She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles clenching around his fingers as he drove her closer and closer to the edge.
With a final thrust, Sarah came undone, her cries of pleasure echoing through the room as Jack continued to stroke her, drawing out every last shiver of pleasure.
As Sarah lay panting and spent, Jack leaned in and whispered in her ear.
“I’ll be back tomorrow,” he murmured, his breath hot against her skin.
And with that, he was gone, leaving Sarah to bask in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
The next day, as Sarah lay in her hospital bed, she couldn’t help but think about Jack and the way he had made her feel. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t deny the attraction she felt towards him.
And then, just as she was starting to lose hope, she heard that soft knock on the door once again.
“Hi, Sarah,” Jack said, stepping into the room with a smile. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
And with that, Sarah knew that she was in for another round of pleasure, this time even more intense than the first.
As the days passed, Sarah and Jack continued to meet in secret, their passion for each other growing stronger with each encounter. They explored every inch of each other’s bodies, their moans and sighs of pleasure filling the hospital room.
And even as Sarah’s health began to improve, she couldn’t deny the pull she felt towards Jack. She knew that their relationship was forbidden, but she couldn’t help the way she felt.
In the end, it was Jack who made the ultimate sacrifice, giving up his job and leaving the hospital to be with Sarah. And as they drove off into the sunset, their hearts filled with love and desire, Sarah knew that she had found her happily ever after.
The End.
