MY DEAR DOCTOR
: Unendin
ncounter with Dr. Marcus lingered in her mind, a tantalizing reminder of the ecstasy she had experienced in his pre
ntly drifting back to Dr. Marcus and the intimacy they had shared. She longed to f
hare her secret with her friends, confiding in them the forbidden desires that simmered beneat
ie carefully skirted around the subject of Dr. Marcus, afraid to reveal too much. Yet, she c
dn't bring herself to confide in her fully. She feared the conseque
ver pitch. But when the day finally arrived, she was met with disappointment as she was assigned t
d by longing and uncertainty. She knew that it would be a long wait until her next a
by thoughts of Dr. Marcus. Every moment of the day, his image lingered in her mind
counter, replaying every moment in her mind with exquisite detail. She savored the sensation of his
. Marcus was a forbidden fruit, a temptation she knew she should resist. Yet, try as she might, she could
r, threatening to consume her whole. She longed for the release that only Dr. Ma
pe that she would soon be reunited with Dr. Marcus and the longing that consumed her would finally be sated. Until then, sh
of satisfaction played across her lips as she relived every moment in vivid detail. With a sense of anticipa
ing herself in a way she had never dared before. Despite the restraint in her heart, the memories o
s, feeling a surge of pleasure wash over her. She moved it up and down slowly, savoring the sensatio
of pleasure shoot through her as she moved them in a scratching motion. Her ecstasy gr
teetering on the edge of release. With each stroke, she felt the tension building
g with pleasure as she experienced her first orgasm. It was a moment of pure
be her last encounter with herself. But as long as the memories of Dr. Marcus lingered in her mind, she k
bathroom, washing away the evidence of her pleasure before returning to bed, her mind still fi
elf grappling with a whirlwind of emotions. The memories of her encounters with Dr. Marc
te encounters with other patients he was attracted to? Did he even remember who she was and the moments they had shared
and apprehension. The memory of Dr. Marcus began to fade unwillingly from her
ing sense of uncertainty that plagued her thoughts. She longed for cl
uld never be forgotten. And as she forged ahead with her life, she knew that the memory of Dr. Marcus would alw
cus on the conversation at hand. The doctor responsible for her care was kind and attenti
tor, answering his questions and providing updates on her health. She recounted her symptoms and th
uldn't shake the feeling that she was leaving a piece of herself behind with
epared to leave. But as she stepped out of the office and into the bustling corr
r own well-being. But deep down, she couldn't shake the feeling that a part of her would alw
. She turned to see Dr. Marcus standing there, a faint smile playing on his li
g corridors of the hospital. She was acutely aware of the weight of the conversat
us wanted to talk to her about. Was he going to address the forbidden d
tinge of fear. She wasn't sure if she was prepared for the life that awaited her afte
d them, steeling her resolve for whatever revelations lay ahead. Little did she know, th
He locks the door behind her and the sound of the clicking aroused Marie. She wants him to cling to her more but doesn't make the move. He places his lips on hers gently as he kisses her softly but the kiss begins to grow wild. He raises her dress up and rubs her clitoris, slowly but precisely. He kneels on one knee, deprives her of her underwear, he places a leg over his shoulder,pulls her closer he gives her multiple kisses on her member. Soon enough the grows wild , he places both legs on his shoulders and supports her with his palms grabbing her butt an
hattered the intimate moment, pulling them back to reality. Dr. Marcus and Marie
s he greeted the unexpected visitor. Marie, still flushed with arousal
ned look on her face. She apologized for the interruption but explaine
demeanor returning as he attended to the nurse's request. Marie watched
l tingling with the remnants of their passion. She couldn't help but wonder what might have