[M]e and a patient [F]. The day I should have lost my job

In my professional life, i’m a medical provider. I worked a stent as a doc in Family Medicine before I figured out that I hated it. I do have a few stories though that you might enjoy and would like to share one of the best ones now.

I don’t condone this behavior in medicine. I don’t seek this kind of activity when working, but strange shit seems to happen to me, and sometimes I’m not strong enough to say “no”.

I met Sherry in the clinic, she had pneumonia. She was actually quite ill. As for a patient for whom I want to follow up with, I will simply treat, and have them come back in 7, 10, 14 days… etc. (you understand).

Sherry was older than me (about 50), had a husband for whom she said she was no longer living with. She looked great for her age. I was 35 at the time and was completely turned on by her (despite the fact she was sick).

She had long curly brown hair to her mid back, she was quite slim, and had obvious an obvious fake rack. I actually like fake tits as a side note, and when I see a patient with them, I often make probably unfair assumptions about them.

I’m the world’s worst boyfriend (or at least I used to be), [mf]

This is my first post, and I have a lot of stories to tell. (all true). Some funny, some sexy, some lucky, and some strange. If you enjoy this at all, please let me know. And spoiler alert, monogamy is difficult for me. I probably need counseling, but you aren’t going to convince me to get it.

So the back ground story today, is me, dating a girl (A). She has her best friend (T). T is my ex girlfriend. We had dated a year earlier but never slept together. She broke up with me, I started dating A, end of story (almost). I worked with T’s mom, and T’s mom had a friend (R), whom also worked with us, and subsequently was the downstairs neighbor of T and her mom.
I was in High School, 18, senior year, and I had a perfect routine. Go to school, get out at 3, tool around for a bit, sleep with girlfriend at her house, then go to work for 5 hours, go home and then do it all again the next day. One day though, I see T in the halls at school and she asks me how me and A are doing. We talk for a couple of minutes and she tells me that she regrets breaking up with me, “mostly because we never got a chance to fuck.” Mr. non monogamous was developing on this sunny day, and I respond that I’d be happy to stop by anytime to fix that, but I make it clear that I’m not breaking up with A just to sleep with her. She says “stop by today after school”!