The Doctor

Doctor Harris

“Sandra, could you please come with me…?”

The deep voice of Doctor Harris, the middle-aged head doctor, makes Sandra willingly follows the man to his office….

Sandra always feels comfortable every time she has the opportunity to get inside his office…

The soothing fragrance from aromatherapy essence fills her lungs, and gave her comfort she needed….

“Please…. Take a seat…” Asked the head doctor, gesturing to the leather sofa, while he went to the cabinet and fills the electric pot with water and turned it on, then he takes his special oolong tea and put it into two mugs that after being poured with hot water, evaporates a delightful, calming aroma….

“How are you holding up…?’ Asked the head doctor, handing the tired young doctor her mug which she holds between her palms, absorbing the heat to her cold palms…

She didn’t answer, but he could see her body, without her even realizing it, swaying back and forth, sign of wariness in her heart…

Setting his mug at the table in front of the sofa, the head doctor sits next to her, lightly touch the back of her palm, then put her mug away and the cupping both her hands in his….

“Don’t hold it back, Sandra…. Let it go….”

And once again Sandra cries, unleashing all emotion she holds back inside….

In front of her senior, she feels that she has nothing to cover…. Nothing to hide…. And her senior office was soundproof, so she can cry as hard as she wanted to….

She even rests her weary head to her senior’s shoulder who wrap one of his hands around the young doctor’s shoulder, until she managed to calm herself….

Doctor Harris lifted the young doctor’s chin gently, raising her eyes to meet his own…

Her melancholic eyes slowly shut down as the charismatic face of her senior getting closer to hers, and….

Code Blue…! Code Blue ER…!

****

There was a huge relief in her heart as her team managed to avert the emergency, and the patient was able to pass the critical, and now being placed under observation before being removed to the ICU….

And her relief also comes after she cleans herself under the shower…. The relief that she didn’t go that far with Doctor Harris…

The relief that wrapped with guilty feelings….

****

At early stages of the pandemic, where all seems so chaotic, her physical and mentality seem to be drained out… Makes her dropped to her lower self-esteem…. And in that moment, she fell to the charisma of the head doctor which was so hard to resist….

And she remembered their first intercourse….

It was just like the moment before she rushed to the ER…. She was feeling down… And like what she feels in his office, earlier, his gentle eyes make her sucked into his charisma, and let him kissed her gently….

And she pays it passionately…

Ah…. Doc….

Sandra remembers how she moans as she feels his kiss now moving to her jawline, just below her ear, then slid down to her neck…

She remembers her hands grasping her senior’s hands, and guided his hands to her belly that makes her body shiver in desire, when his hand slowly slides from underneath her t-shirt, and…

“h…!” She moans when she feels both of his hands slides under her bra and gently fondling her young, firm breasts while he keeps on stimulating her neck with his kisses and gentle tongue….

Her hand was not idle as she found it slides underneath the scrubs pants her senior was wearing, slides underneath the boxer he was wearing, and found his already erect phallus….

Knowing that they don’t have much time, Sandra pulls her hands out, and quickly pulls her scrub pants down along with her pantie while her senior does the same with his scrubs and boxer, and then he helped the young doctor to lay on his sofa, spreading her beautiful legs apart, and….

“Mmmmhhhh! Doc…!” She moans between his kisses, and her hips that rocks back and forth or circling around, tries to pair with the pounding, and churning of her senior’s phallus…

“Akh…!” She yelps as she gets her climax, along with her senior who shoot his seeds inside the young doctor’s love channel that seems to act like a vacuum and sucked all seeds produced at her senior’s scrotum….

****

“Nnnggghhhhh…...!” Moans Sandra, who without her even realizing, as she was in the shower, she has her hand going down, cupping her most intimate part… and before she realizes it, her fingers massaging her labia, and not long before her middle and ring finger slides inside her love channel, rubbing, caressing, hooking the sensitive wall of her channel until she reaches her orgasm…

And the guilt hit her back….

****

Now, in sweatpants and oversized hoodie, covering her beautiful body, with her shoulder length hair, still wet and smell fresh of shampoo, Sandra stroll through the hospital corridor which light were dimmed for it was late at night…

She was so tired it causes her not to be able to get some sleep, and that makes her decided to stretched he legs a little bit….

Before the pandemic, no matter how quiet the hospital at the night time, she always found families member of the patient walking at the corridor, and some, just laying, sleeping wherever they can…

But now, with all the restriction, the corridor was deserted, only the sound of medical instruments and the humming of air conditioners that fills the quiet corridor, until she almost at the intersection of the corridor, where a coffee vending machine was placed….

A man, in white doctor jacket, were there, pushing the button of the machine….

Even though she was looking at the man’s back, she knows exactly the owner of that man was….

She should have just leave, but the charisma of the man makes her feet like has a mind of its own and approaching the man, but, then….

*****

The column wide enough to hide her as she hears another footstep approaches the vending machine, from the other direction of the corridor….

From behind the column, Sandra saw Nina, a female security guard, who was doing night shift…. Young, beautiful, exotic with her light brown skin, her hair was cut to a bob style, with an acrylic face shield on her face…

Nina was wearing a bomber jacket, and a tactical pants that fit nicely on her lower body and accentuated her nice round buttock that seems inviting people to grab, squeeze, spank, or even bite those round buttock….

“Evening, Doctor Harris… Getting some coffee…?” She asked as she approaches the man who was milling warmly at her….

“Your favorite….” Said the man, handing a paper cup, full with hot coffee to the lovely security who smile shyly, accepting the coffee and take a sip of that hot, warming liquid…

She then throws the rest of the coffee to a waste bin next to the vending machine while her face was brimming with desire as she lock her gaze to those of the charismatic man in front of her, then grab the hand of the man towards the door that Sandra knew was a storage unit reserved for hard copy files of patients….

****

She should have left, walk away from the lace, but her feet were carrying her closer to the locked door….

And through the closed door, though muffled and dampened, Sandra still managed to hear moaning off the two involved inn adultery…

Akh… Doc…. Slow down….

She feels her heart skips a beat as she hears the yelping coming from the young, female, security guard…

The same yelps that escaped her mouth….

The yelps when the erect phallus of Doctor Harris, enters her….

The doctor that makes her fall for his maturity, charisma, caring….

Though that she realized it’s all the character that wrongfully used by the doctor to be able to taste young, firm bodies, from younger doctors, nurses, securities, even cleaning ladies…

Yet, her, like the other ‘victim’, has no desire or intention to report the doctor, which was actually a harassment and s****l abuse….

The pleasure given by the doctor makes them feel that it would be such a waste if the charismatic doctor to be put in jail, even though as the result, like at this moment, jealousy hits her as she hears the moaning of the young security guard who definitely enjoys the pounding given by the doctor inside her love channel….

And thinking of that, her desire sparked and without she realizes it, her right-hand slides inside her sweatpants, slide inside her pantie and….

Sandra bit her lower lips so her moans doesn’t escape her mouth and being heard by the couple inside the storage room…

Her hand grasping her own labia, trying to chase her climax when sudden she feels a cold breeze passes her back, and it gave her a chill and makes her looked around, just to meet with the empty corridor….

The young doctor sighs, annoyed because she failed to get her satisfaction, but she realized that she has to get away from that place, since she no longer hears moaning from inside the storage room, telling her that the couple already reaches their climaxes….

And with haste, she leaves the place….