^(Surely he will leave soon. I wish he would go soon so I could alleviate the tension I’m feeling. I’m sure I’ll come within seconds of touching my clit, my panties feel wet and I’m fairly sure the temperature between my legs has gone up a few degrees. Once he’s gone I can lie back on the bed and imagine him on top of me.)
He clears his throat. “Well, you have got work to do I can see. I don’t want to keep you from it” *Damn right. Now fuck off so I can masturbate about you.* “I’ll get going, I’ll be back around 7:30 tomorrow morning. Is there anything you need cleared up before the night?
*Yeah I need to decide if I want to start right here on the chair when you’re gone or if I should lie down on the bed first before I make myself come.* He starts to get up. I take care not to look at him standing up, crotch again at my eye level. I’m dying to sneak a peek. Would I be able to see a bulge? Is he hard right now? Polite smile back on my face, eyes fixed to my screen.
“No nothing I..” I suddenly remember. There *is* a thing I had wanted to ask him. Damnit. How could I have forgotten. There’s a CT scan I had needed to ask him about. *Fucking fuck*. “Ah wait actually.” I sigh and look at his face. *Stay on the face.* His eyebrows rise. Is that excitement I can see? “Theres a CT scan.. Mr. Lee in bed 9. He had one done earlier tonight by the day team, I’m almost positive it’s a normal scan there’s just this one dot I wanted to show you, I think it’s just small vessel disease but if you could confirm…” I scramble on my desk looking for the piece of paper with the patients details on it. *Smooth, Sarah. Real smooth.* “I remember it in my breast pocket and reach for it. As I do my eyes look back up at him and I catch his eyes on my chest. I freeze and feel my cheeks warm. He looks up and for a split second looks embarrassed. For one second we hold that gaze, each looking mortified. I break it quickly by turning back to the screen and typing Mr. Lee’s details into the system. My heart is pounding and I try to slow my breathing. *Stay cool. See this is exactly why you need to avoid Dr. Ray Walker.*
I open the scan and quickly scroll through the grey images of brain on the screen to find the small spec I had noticed in the basal ganglia. I point to it and look back to him. “Do you think this is anything?” He looks at the screen and frowns. *Is he avoiding eye contact now?* He leans forward and squints slightly. Damn he’s handsome. I can almost smell his aftershave now. I calculate my risk and steal a quick glance down his torso. I realise right away that this was the wrong move. My breathing stops for a moment. Not only can I see closer up now that he’s in really good shape, but there’s also a bulge down by the flyer on his suit pants. I look back up quickly, his eyes are still glued to the screen. He’s still frowning. Without a word he sits back down on the chair next to me and rolls it all the way to my monitor, grabbing the mouse with his hand to scroll through the CT scan. He leans in, he’s unbearably close now.
I sit completely still. There are a few inches to the wall on my other side, I could scoot away but I don’t want to. I can feel the warmth of his body next to me now, or am I imagining that? I want him to come closer, to close the gap between my body and his. I keep my gaze fixed on the screen, not actually seeing anything. His face is only inches away from mine and I can hear his breathing. He blinks a few times, and adjusts the contrast on the scan. “Hmmm..” God why is his low murmur so sexy? “You’re right this is likely just small vessel disease here but we should get an MRI.. hmm.. to make sure it’s not a new infarct. See here…” He scrolls through and point to something with the mouse and I use all of my strength to keep my eyes on the screen and nod as if I understand perfectly what the hell he’s explaining, I don’t even care I just need this agony to end.
I blink and keep nodding, it’s the only thing I think I’m capable of right now. I manage to form a sentence “Yes no problem, I’ll request it for tomor..” His head suddenly turns to face me. He’s close. Too close. I stay completely still. I could easily move back in my chair but I don’t. I can smell his aftershave now, the warmth from hi body on me. I keep my eyes fixed on his, I’m breathing hard now and I can feel my cheeks are flushed. He knows. How could he not? He’s equally still. I can’t tell what he’s thinking, is he breathing hard too? Or am I imagining it? His face is just a few inches from mine and I can smell his aftershave now, it’s intoxicating and I feel like i might pass out. “Sarah? Are you ok?” His voice sounds distant almost as I struggle to keep my senses. I see him moving slightly. Is he coming even closer? I can see his hand lifting up, what is he doing? He places it gently on my shoulder “you look like you could use a cup of coffee” O*hthankgod, he just thinks I’m tired.*
Relieved I manage another innocent smile and glance at the clock on the wall behind him without seeing it “Uhm yes I probably could” I look back at his face. He’s still close. I look back at him, smile still on my face and without thinking about it lean in a little bit closer. Just an inch. Not breaking the eye contact. He takes a breath. *Is he panicking? Why isn’t he getting up?* But the fact is I know why, I know he wants this as much as I do right now. What do I have to lose? I keep my ground, half smile still on, looking him in the eye I tilt my head ever so slightly and give him a slightly inquisitive look. He’s dead still, his eyes fixed on mine and the expression so intense, I’ve never seen anything like it. His eyes are dark, like on a wild animal about to attack. I shiver. I’m aware now that my lips are slightly open. *When did that happen?* His hand is still on my shoulder, resting lightly, completely still. I want him to pull me in with that hand. I keep looking and I think he’s leaning in closer. This has gone too far. There’s no way t neutralise this now, we both know what’s going on. I see him inch closer and feel grateful that I brushed my teeth earlier. I keep eye contact with him, my body is on fire and my vision is blurry, I breathe in and bite my lip slightly.
It works. He seems to take this as a signal. In one seemingly endless second I feel the hand on my shoulder grab on and pull me toward him. I make no effort against him but lean in and meet his lips, feeling the heat from his mouth, he reaches his other hand around my back and pulls me in. I move my hands to his shoulders and touch down on his shirt, running my hands down his arms and back up his chest. He groans into my mouth, the sound switches off something in my brain and I no longer care about later, I just want this now. I break the kiss and lift myself up off my chair, he takes the hint and pulls me in. *Fuck he’s strong.* I part my legs and allow him to pull me onto his lap. I’m not thinking straight.
Now straddling him, I can feel a hardness pressing against my left thigh. I shift left to position myself directly on it. He’s kissing my neck now and I hear a loud moan as I press my soft pussy down on his cock, through the material of our clothes I press down and hear another moan escape my own mouth now as the pressure on my clit sends a current through my whole body. His hands move suddenly down my back. *Oh god yes.* Coming to rest on my ass he presses my hips down into his crotch.
Mouth on my neck still I can feel his teeth on me and I feel my spine curve and I lean forward pressing all my weight into him. His hands press me down into his crotch again and I bury my face in his neck and grind my hips down. My mind is gone, I press again and realise I’m close to coming. For a split second I wonder if I should try to slow down but that thought doesn’t last long. I need this, I am losing my mind. I grind down again, harder and hear him breathing in my ear. I know if I keep going I will lose control, but I don’t want this to stop. I close my eyes and pray he doesn’t come to his senses suddenly, pressing down again I can feel his hands shift on my lower back and move down to my ass. His breath has changed and he’s leaning back now to look at me. *Shit*. I can’t stop. *Please don’t stop.*
I let out a moan. *Shit. Be quiet.* His hands start to move on my ass now, pressing me down with each thrust of my hips. Squeezing my ass cheeks gently, I realise he’s trying to make me come. A pen falls from my scrub pocket to the floor. Then another. My stethoscope is till on, amazingly. I sigh again and he keeps pressing and leans forward and kisses my neck again. My eyes close and I moan more, feeling my brain shut down as my entire body starts to burn up with pleasure coming from between my legs, his hands on my ass, his teeth on my neck again. I feel every muscle in my back contract pulling my chest forward as I press my pussy down into his crotch again, my hands sliding behind his back to pull him into me as hard as I can and I press down again and feel the world disappear as I start to come, sinking deeper into it my hands go wild and pull on his shirt, his hair, everything to get more of him and I let out a long, low moan as I continue to orgasm, fully clothed, straddling him on an office chair, for what seems like forever.
I blink as the world starts coming back to me. My face still pressed into the side of his neck, I relax my grip on his shirt. For a second I feel embarrassed. I’ve just essentially humped my attending until I came. I lean back and suddenly feel exposed. What have I done? I look at his face but he looks back at me with a wild look in his eyes, he doesn’t say anything. Should I say something? Apologise? I’m still trying to control my breath, I swallow but keep my hands on his shoulders. I’m not sure I’d balance if I let go, my body feels completely weak. Somehow I’m not scared though. I know he enjoyed this. He’s not pushing me off. He’s still staring me in the eye, his look is so intense I don’t know how to respond. I should say something. “I..” That’s all I can get out before his hand starts to pull me in again and I stop, leaning in for another kiss. This time it’s harder. He grabs my waist and pulls me in, almost rough. The kiss is also different, he’s pulling me in and I can hear him breathing hard. He leans forward on the chair. *Whoa careful.* I grab his shoulders again to keep from falling backwards.
He breaks the kiss and looks at me. I look back, there’s something about his stare now. It’s like he’s a different person. The kind smile is gone and he now has a wild look in his eye like a bull about to charge. I feel a small shiver down my spine, I realise he’s lost it too. I don’t think he can control himself right now. I don’t think he would stop even if I asked him now. Should this make me afraid? I don’t feel it at all, all I can think is I want him closer to me. I want him to lose control, I want to hear him moan, to feel him slam into me, make me come again, until he collapses like I did.
He’s looking at me now and I can see him open his mouth to say something. Is he trying to restrain himself? I wait for him to say something but he doesn’t, he leans forward again and starts to stand up from the chair, pushing me up and off him. I let go of his shoulders and step back to gain my balance. It’s not easy seeing how my knees only seem to have about 10% strength in them. I look up at him disappointed. W*hy is he stopping? I want more.* But his arms are still around my back. He’s a few inches taller thank me and a whole lot stronger now that I’m recovering from that orgasm.
“Sarah get on the bed” I hear his voice but it sounds different from before. Darker and deeper. I feel a flutter in my chest. I want to do as he says but he doesn’t let me go, his hands on my waist push me backward, I take a few steps back with my legs to try not to fall, he walks forward, aiming me toward the bed. In his eyes is that look again, determined, wild. It’s like he’s looking through me, or inside me.
My legs touch the bed behind me and suddenly I’m being pushed down into the soft mattress. I look up and see him standing above me looking down. I realise how I must look. Cheeks flushed, sweaty, panting, hair probably messed up a bit. But he seems to like it, he stares down at me but keeps still.
Is he contemplating what to do? Is he having an internal debate about wether to stop or go ahead? *He can’t stop.* I need him. I push myself up off the bed swiftly and stand to face him. He looks surprised. Taken back. He must think I’m backing out. But I stand still and grab my scrub top and pull it over my head, and immediately after undo the string on my pants and let them fall to the floor. Kicking my shoes and socks off as I step out of the pants I take a step toward him in nothing but my underwear. *Thank you Victorias Secret*, I feel so happy that I have a nice pair on today. I step all the way to him. *This is not me. I don’t normally do this. How am I doing this? What if he doesn’t want me?* I push those thought away and walk to him and take his hands in mine and place on my hips.
“Holy shit” I hear him murmur under his breath. He looks down at my nearly naked body, then back up to my eyes and I can see the eyes darken again. He leans down to kiss me again and pulls me in. I get busy undoing the buttons on his shirt. He kisses me harder and reaches to undo my bra. I smile as he struggles with it but it gives me a moment to finish his shirt buttons and I pull the shirt open. *Well damn.* Yeah he is in shape. I get my hands under the shirt and run my hands up his muscular back and moan as his naked chest pushes into my skin. Without thinking I open my mouth and kiss his upper chest where it presses against my face. He’s still on the bra. I smile. My hands wandering down his front and end up on his belt buckle. I run past it and down his suit pants and feel the hard bulge of his cock pressed against the material. A tingle runs up to my chest. And I run my hand down the length of it, pressing gently and squeezing my palm over it. He jerks and lets out a sharp breath. *God that’s hot. Do that again.* I run my hand back up and down the length and he groans now, almost angrily. He yanks on my bra and somehow the clasp opens and the straps fall down off my shoulders. He takes a step back looking at my breasts with a hungry look. His eyes are slightly wide now, I don’t think he has any control over himself.
Without breaking his gaze his hands move down to his belt and he starts to undo it as he walks up to me. He walks into me really and I’m forced to step backward, back to the bed. He stops there, standing so close he’s touching me, he finishes his belt and drops his pants to the floor. He pushes my shoulders down and get down on the bed, he follows me, kicking his pants, shoes and socks off as he gets on top of me on the bed.
I lean back and look up at him, he’s on his knees on the mattress, boxer briefs still on, he leans down and kisses me again, running his hands up and down my body. He’s like a hungry animal, kissing down my neck, down to my breasts, he seems to enjoy them in particular, squeezing them lightly and taking my nipple in his mouth to suck and bite gently. I close my eyes and moan at the sensation. He lets go of my nipple and I groan slightly in protest but he keeps kissing down my stomach to my panties. He doesn’t take them off, but keeps kissing down my lower stomach and all the way down to my pussy through the thin material of my panties. I sigh and my hands find his head, running my fingers through his hair as he stops his mouth directly above my clit, kissing and licking through my panties.
A random thought enters my mind, I’m glad I’ve just showered and put on fresh underwear before I got here. I lean my head back as I start to feel the familiar tingle run from mu clit and through my entire body. It increases fast and I start to moan. This seems to encourage him and he finally hooks his fingers under the waistband of my panties and pulls on them. I left my bum up to help him out and he pulls my panties all the way down in one motion. *The man knows what he’s doing.* He comes back to my pussy and pushes my legs apart. I gasp at the cold air against me, I know I must be soaking wet. He looks down and runs his hands up my inner thighs coming to rest at my entrance. His fingers move in and I can feel him slide one, then two fingers inside me. I moan again, I know his hand must be soaked now. He seems to like it though and he curls his fingers forward as he bends his head back down, tongue finding my clit as is keeps moving his fingers inside me.
I let out a long moan as his mouth closes over my clit and he begins to suck lightly in rhythm with his finger movements. My eyes are shut, my hands in his hair again. Trying to stay still, wanting to grind up in his face and push his head down. *He probably needs to breathe though.* I arch my neck back in frustration, needing more of this. Suddenly he stops. *Nonono what are you doing*? My eyes shoot open and I look down. But he pushes himself up and brings his face to mine. His mouth is wet and he smells like me. I reach up to kiss it and the taste is intoxicating. I need him. My hand acts on its own, sliding down his torso to pull down his briefs. He moans and helps me out with his other hand. I can feel a small bounce as his cock escapes and I look down to push the briefs all the way down. Oh hello. He kicks them off and pins me back down. My hand is still between us and I reach for his shaft and wrap my hands around it. His eyes close and he freezes and groans. He’s dripping slightly at the tip and I use it to wet my hand and start rubbing up and down his shaft.
He remains still with his eyes closed and I use the opportunity to look at him. He’s naked, on top of me, his weight on his elbows and knees on either side of me. His eyes are closed but the look on his face is like something between pleasure and agony, and he’s letting out a small moan with each exhale. I keep stroking up and down and his moans get louder and he lowers his head down. I place a kiss and then a gentle bite on the side of his neck and feel him shiver. *He’s helpless now,* I realise. Without thinking first I remove my hand and push his chest up away from me. His eyes shoot open and he looks at me confused. He opens his mouth to say something but I quickly shift my body to the left and turn to make space for him on the mattress.
“Get down” I hear myself say. “Please”. He blinks but obeys and gets down on his back. Now i’m straddling him, both of us naked. I look down at his face and can’t help but smile at his expression. I position myself quickly between his legs and bend down to take his cock in my hand and place a long lick up his shaft up to take his head in my mouth. I hear a loud moan. *That did the trick.* I smile to myself. I run my mouth slowly down his length. “Oh god” I hear as I see his hands claw at the mattress. I’m enjoying this, and I take my time to suck up and down his length a few times, trying to get more and more of him into my mouth.
His breathing is becoming harder and I think he’s trying to pace himself. I tease him by suddenly picking up the pace and tightening my mouth around him, I hear a sharp exhale and a cursing. I giggle to myself. Suddenly I feel hands on my head, pulling me up off his cock. I look up and see him looking back at me. He pulls me up and I happily oblige. “You need to stop” He looks desperate. I raise my eyebrows and look at him sweetly, enjoying his frustration. “Yes of course” I Lower myself on top of him, placing my knees outside his, pressing my body down into his.
He leans back on the pillow and closes his eyes, runs his hands down my back to my ass, he seems to be trying to calm down. I slowly start to spread my legs and press my wet pussy against his cock. Tingling starting to run up my spine again I roll my hips down and rub my clit against his cock, enjoying the warm tingle I rub against him like I had on the chair, seemingly ages ago. He frowns slightly and exhales as I rub myself slowly up and down his shaft. Is he ok with this? He asked me to stop. I can see his mouth open now and he lets out a low moan but doesn’t stop me, his hands still on the mattress. I close my eyes and lean down, pressing my self into him as I continue to rub my pussy on him, each time coming dangerously close to pressing him into me.
I can feel my body tense again and I realise this isn’t going to be enough. I slowly lower my hand to his cock and pick it up, rubbing his head directly against my entrance. His eyes open and he looks me in the eye but still doesn’t stop me. I place him directly against my entrance and press lightly down a few times, not quite taking him in. He looks at me like he’s trying to decide what to do, but stays still. I want his permission though. I lean down to his ear and whisper “Can I?” I hear him inhale to say something back but I don’t want to wait for it. In a final push I press myself down on him, taking his entire length inside me.
We both moan loudly, simultaneously. I can hear the surprise in his. As his eyes open wide and his hands shoots up to my waist. I immediately start to push myself up and down and he quickly matches my rhythm, thrusting up into me with each time I come down. I look at his face and his eyes are closed again. I lean forward and close mine too, blocking out everything except the sensation if him filling me up. “Fuck” He moans. I don’t stop. I feel the familiar current through my whole body now and I know I’m very close. “Oh god” I moan as I keep pressing down, grinding into him as he fills my pussy. “Oh god.. fuck” I moan again, unable to produce anything more intelligible.
His hands are on my lower back now and start to move. *Oh that fucker.* I curse him as I realise he wants me to come again. I don’t know why that makes me frustrated, maybe I don’t like him having that control over me. I have no choice but to give in though as his hands close over my ass and give a little squeeze. “Ah fuck” open my eyes and see him looking up at me, he seems to be enjoying this a lot. I wince and close my eyes again, feeling the burning feeling spread through my body and I stop caring. I keep moving and keep moaning, his hands around my ass have gotten rougher, pulling me hard into him with each time he thrusts inside me. I open my eyes again but my vision is a blur and I close them agin and give in, moving my hips until my whole body turns into a feeling of pleasure and I come violently as he holds me in place on top of him.
I fall down on top of him, my body feels paralysed, I try to place my head on the pillow beside his head and catch my breath. He’s still inside me, and my hips are still moving weakly, grinding him in and out. I wonder if I should open my eyes. I haven’t had an orgasm like that in ages. Oh god I hope I wasn’t too loud. My eyes open and I see his face beside me, not looking at me but looking up into the ceiling. *What is he thinking?* Suddenly he turns his head to me, that look is still in his eye. Like he’s going to do something bad to me. I can’t help myself, it makes me tingle. “you ok?” he asks me. What? Why would I not be? I manage a nod and “mm-hm”. “Good” he responds. He raises himself up. *Where is he going?*But comes back down on top of me, grabbing my hips he moves me to the middle of the narrow bed. I don’t try to stop him. I’m still not sure If I can move my arms or legs. As I look up at him trying not to look too helpless I see his eyes again. He’s not looking me in the eye, he’s looking at my breasts, then down my torso, then up to my breasts again.
He looks like he’s inspecting me, planing what to do with my body. Like he isn’t aware, or doesn’t care, about my looking at him, wondering what he’s about to do. He looks hungry. The restraint I saw earlier is gone, he is going to do something and I won’t be able to stop him. *Not that I want to.* But still. I feel a tiny flutter of fear in my chest. But it isn’t working right, the fear excites me. I want him to take me. I want to see him lose all his control, see him become more animal than human. *What the fuck is wrong with me?*
His eyes come back up to meet mine, and without a word he leans down, kisses and bites my neck and then moves to my breasts. He isn’t as gentle now, licking and sucking my nipples he bites down a bit, causing me to inhale sharply a few times. Then he stops and brings his head back up to mine. He looks at me with that look again and my heart stops. One second passes and then he says “Stay still”.
He pushes my legs apart with his knees and brings his cock to my entrance. Without hesitation or warning he pushes himself all the way in. I open my mouth to moan loudly but he clasps his hand over my mouth. “Shh. You need to be quiet”. I know he’s right. We are still in the hospital. I close my mouth and quiet my breath. He pulls out and pushes back inside me. *Fuck*. Thats good. I wrap my legs around his and press my hips up to meet him. He starts to fuck me into the mattress. I’m pinned down under him, feeling his weight pressing me down, it’s almost hard to breathe. Still I press up toward him harder, wanting more of his length inside me. I look at his face and it startles me. He looks angry almost. He’s not the same man that came into the on call room earlier tonight. He meets my gaze and holds it, I can see his teeth as he lets out a groan. He looks me dead in the eye as he fucks me down into the mattress. The aggression in his eyes takes me by surprise, but I love it. I want more of it.
I move my hands around his waist and pull him closer in, looking him in the eye “don’t stop”. This seems to encourage him and he pounds down harder, I’m sure the bed is close to breaking now. As he pounds in and out of me I can feel the tightness start to build again and I start to press harder against him, wanting another release. He doesn’t seem to notice, his face is now beside mine, in the pillow and he keeps pounding into me with his hips. I close my eyes and push up, letting his pubic bone hit my clit with each thrust and I start to feel the build up of another climax. I breathe harder and start to moan as I get closer, feeling myself tighten around him I know he will feel it. I moan again, a little louder and the hand clasps over my mouth again. That’s all I can take and I feel the world disappear as I claw into his back and my back arch as he pounds me with force that feels bordering on bone breaking but all I can feel is pleasure. My loud moan is muffled in his hand and I feel his body tense up now as he takes a sharp breath and pushes several deep thrusts into me as he lets out a deep, low groan, emptying into me and finally collapsing down on top of me.
Both of us breathing hard now I glance up at the clock on the wall, 23:55.
“That MRI scan…”
“Yeah scratch that. We don’t actually need it.”
“I figured.”
Fin
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/c1ce5g/on_call_pt_2_fm_female_pov_older_man
? Incredibly well done!
Wow! Super hot story, well done!
I am going to have to stop writing smut here. There is absolute no way to top this and I am surely in danger of plagiarizing some , if not all, of your works. It makes me sad knowing my efforts could never compete even closely with this but rest assured it will be my ___go to___ material when I need release. Speaking of that I could use some, and a shower… right at the moment. *thank you ever so much*