Last week I put out a story about my first sexual experience at work lead to an affair with a married one so I’m continuing on with that story and what happened our first night fucking in the department.
So after that first night I was at an all time high my mind literally couldn’t process what just happened. Everything happened so quick and even though I had imagined at times I never really expect us to actually go through with it. Even though me and “S” had agreed to never let it happen again I was completely content with never doing it again. Because of the respect I had for her I went to work the next day without telling anyone and pretending like nothing. I was about half through my shift before I got a request to bring a patient to the department “S” was in my heart was racing because it was going to be my first time seeing her since the incident since everything happened and it was only going to be me and her in office when I got there. But when I walked in she saw it was me and just smiled at me in way that I knew she got reminded of what happened. We talked for a little bit before she went off to scan the patient I brought her and the whole time I could only feel my heart racing because I knew I was in trouble.
I started to realize that I actually wasn’t okay with it never happening again. I was a little slow at noticing at first but the longer I looked at her realized how put together she was that day. She curled her hair and wore it down just like the day I first complimented her. I noticed she made sure to wear make up and kept looking just right through our shift which was something that wasn’t really normal with how busy we can get. She even wore the perfume that she knew I liked and I couldn’t help put feel like it was to get my attention. So when things began to slow down I went by her department to see her and I could tell there was tension in the room. We both just sat in our chairs on our phones not really knowing what to say to break the tension. Then “S” finally spoke and thanked me for not leaving after she started crying and I told her it was fine. I apologized again for what happened and that I could never leave her like that.
“S” gave me a hug and said it was okay again because it felt amazing and it was the first time she actually got to have an orgasm in years. All of sudden we got into again about everything that turned us on about the situation and not too long after we started kissing and I backed her into the counter in the office. I made her sit down on the counter as I put my hand around her neck and the other down her pants to play with her pussy. I started kissing her neck and the moment she started breathing heavy I couldn’t resist myself from pulling down her scrub pants. As soon as I did that she got on her knees and pulled mine off without me asking. “S” pulled out my dick and told me we had to quick since we were technically still on the clock and all I saw was that “I know” and to spit on my dick because I wanted it wet before I was inside of her this time. She spit on my cock and sucked it as sloppy as possible in our short amount of time. Whenever I felt like I was ready I stood her up and put her back on the counter where I grabbed her by the waist in pulled her hips up towards me and slowly slid my dick inside her pussy so I could her gasp for air the deeper I went. Just when I felt like I was half way in I shoved the rest of it inside and started fucking her as fast I could to make sure I finished before one of us had to do what we were paid to do. I was being selfish only worried about getting myself off but just when I felt it coming I couldn’t help but let out a moan and heavy breaths which seems to turn “S” as she wrapped her arms around me and pull me closer as she tensed up. She let out a muffled moan and by the face she was making I could tell she was about to finish. I was so turned on by everything that was happening again that I pulled her in closer as I pushed deeper and put my cum inside of her pussy again. I took a step back and grabbed her by the hair to put her on ground and make her clean the cum off my dick and did it without any hesitation. All I could think of was how she was going to go home and kiss her husband after cleaning off my cock. Knowing he was racist made me feel even better.
Our fuck sessions went on for months we always found some way to make it work whenever we had time. Either having a quickie on the clock or us staying locked in the department an hour after our shifts were over. But things started to change because we started catching feelings for each other and “s” began to question her marriage and things started to turn into me convincing her to leave her husband. By this time her husband began to notice her acting different because she wasn’t having sex with him anymore and she was coming home with bruising on her legs from where I would hold them over her head while I fucked her. She always wouldn’t allow him to see her naked as often because I’d get carried away at times and left marks from where I sucked her titties and slapped her ass. Before we know it it was late November and we were about to 2 whole weeks without seeing each because she was going to see her family for the holidays and the week she was getting bad I took off to graduate college.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i87tbf/fucking_my_married_friend_in_a_hospital