In the sterile environment of a hospital room, a woman lay naked on the bed. Her small breasts, tipped with rosy nipples, were exposed to the cool air. Her long, dark hair fanned out on the pillow behind her. She was a vision of vulnerability and allure.
The doctor, a tall man with piercing blue eyes, entered the room. He had been called in for a second opinion on the woman’s condition. As he approached the bed, he couldn’t help but take in the sight of her.
“I’m sorry,” he said, “I didn’t mean to stare.”
The woman smiled, “It’s alright. I’m not exactly in a position to be modest.”
The doctor cleared his throat and began his examination. He started with her legs, gently parting them to check for any signs of injury. As he did so, he couldn’t help but notice the woman’s arousal.
“It seems like you’re responding to my touch,” he said, his voice low and husky.
The woman blushed, “I can’t help it. You’re very handsome.”
The doctor felt a stirring in his own body. He had never felt this way about a patient before, but there was something about this woman that drew him in.
Without saying a word, he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. The woman responded eagerly, her arms reaching up to encircle his neck.
The doctor deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth. The woman moaned, her body arching towards his.
The doctor broke the kiss and began to trail his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking as he went. The woman’s breath hitched as he reached her breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking gently.
The woman’s hips began to move, her body seeking more friction. The doctor obliged, his hand moving down to her pussy.
He found her wet and ready for him. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her muscles clench around him.
The woman moaned, her back arching off the bed. “Please,” she begged, “I need more.”
The doctor didn’t need to be asked twice. He positioned himself between her legs and entered her in one smooth motion.
The woman cried out, her nails digging into the doctor’s back. He began to move, his thrusts growing harder and faster.
The woman met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. The sound of their moans filled the room, drowning out the beep of the machines.
The doctor felt the familiar stirring in his balls, signaling his impending release. He reached down and rubbed the woman’s clit, sending her over the edge.
The woman screamed, her orgasm triggering the doctor’s own. He came hard, filling the woman with his seed.
As they lay there, panting and spent, the doctor knew that he had crossed a line. But as he looked into the woman’s eyes, he knew that he didn’t regret it.
“Thank you,” the woman whispered, “That was exactly what I needed.”
The doctor smiled, “I’m glad I could help.”
As they got dressed, the doctor knew that things would never be the same between them. But he also knew that he wouldn’t have it any other way.
