In the sterile, white halls of the hospital, a woman named Isabella lay in her bed. Her long, wavy hair spilled out across the pillow, framing her delicate face. She was nude, her small breasts exposed, save for the thin hospital gown draped over her hips.
Dr. Samuel, a man of considerable experience, entered the room. His eyes immediately went to Isabella, taking in the sight of her bare body. He felt a stirring in his loins, a desire for this patient that he knew he should not feel. But he could not help himself.
“How are you feeling today, Isabella?” he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
“Better, now that you’re here,” she replied, her voice a soft purr.
Samuel approached the bed, his heart pounding in his chest. He took her hand in his, feeling the warmth of her skin against his own. He leaned down, brushing his lips against hers in a gentle kiss.
Isabella responded eagerly, parting her lips and letting his tongue explore her mouth. Samuel’s hand drifted down her body, caressing her breast and teasing her nipple.
“Mmm, that feels good,” Isabella moaned, arching her back and pressing her body against his.
Samuel continued to kiss her, his hand moving lower and lower until it reached the apex of her thighs. He began to stroke her clit, feeling it swell and grow hard under his fingers.
Isabella gasped, her hips bucking against his hand. “Yes, oh yes,” she cried, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
Samuel slipped a finger inside her, feeling the slick wetness of her pussy. He began to move his finger in and out, fucking her slowly and deeply.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” Isabella moaned, her body trembling with pleasure.
Samuel added a second finger, stretching her open and preparing her for his cock. He could feel her muscles clenching around his fingers, trying to pull him deeper inside.
“I need you, Samuel,” Isabella pleaded, her eyes glazed with desire.
Samuel didn’t need any further encouragement. He stripped off his clothes, his cock standing at attention. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between Isabella’s legs.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Isabella,” he said, his voice thick with lust.
“Yes, yes, fuck me,” she begged, her hips rising to meet his.
Samuel entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy around his cock. He began to move, fucking her with long, deep strokes.
“Oh, oh, oh,” Isabella moaned, her fingers digging into Samuel’s back.
Samuel picked up the pace, fucking her harder and faster. He could feel his orgasm building, the tension coiling in his balls.
“I’m going to cum, Isabella,” he warned, his voice strained.
“Yes, cum for me, Samuel,” she urged, her legs wrapped around his waist.
Samuel let out a loud groan as he came, his cock twitching and spurting inside her. Isabella milked him dry, her pussy still clenching around his cock.
Samuel collapsed on top of her, panting and sweating. He knew he should feel guilty for what they had just done, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. All he could think about was how good it had felt, and how much he wanted to do it again.
“Thank you, Samuel,” Isabella whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.
Samuel smiled, his heart swelling with affection for this woman. He knew he would do anything for her, even if it meant risking his career.
“Anything for you, Isabella,” he whispered back.
