This isn’t an easy confession. I’ve been working in the medical field for years. Of course, I won’t reveal my job title or profession. Nor will I reveal what kind of facility I worked at.
Two years ago, I worked at a healthcare facility in America. Erin (not her real name) was a new patient. She was a vivacious middle-aged woman with a pretty face. One day, I did her a small favor and she kissed me in gratitude. That was the beginning of our relationship.
Almost everyday, we’d meet in a private area where we would passionately kiss each other and have a little sex. She would show me her big breasts and I would happily suck and squeeze them. In turn, she would put her hand down my pants and touch my privates. None of the other employees ever knew or suspected.
We talked about spending the night in a hotel together. I seriously started planning our dream date. I really wanted to consummate our relationship. She would tell the staff that she’d be spending the night with her family. Then, a few blocks away, I’d pick her up in my car. Once inside our hotel room, we would undress and have passionate sexual intercourse. That was my dream.