A goodbye

In the following weeks, Shelby and William had fallen into a certain specific rhythm. At the end of her night shift, she’d check in on him to ensure all was well. That was the official reason for her spending 30 minutes of her shift with him. The unofficial reason was so she’d have time to enjoy herself with his luscious body.

After three weeks, William had finally recovered well enough to leave the hospital. Over the past few days Shelby had tried to hold him in the hospital, she had grown used to her daily dalliances with her patient. Finally, the hospital administrators made the decision and she couldn't delay any further.

Walking into his room, Shelby was clearly sad.

“Mr. Harrison, it looks like this will be our last session before you leave,” she told him in a dulstory tone. She had become an expert and disrobing quickly and mounding her patient. He seemed always ready for her. Hungrily, she speared herself on him, shuddering at the feel of him inside her.

“Ooooh, that feels so good,” she moaned.

As always, they went at it for a few minutes then finished. Getting off him, she pulled the paperwork from her smock.

“Looks like the personal doctoring thing will start up,” she said smiling sincerely to William.

William had spent weeks dreaming of what it would be like to leave the hospital. He held himself back mostly while in the room, he was always worried something would figure things out and he’d get in trouble.

He had fantasized about a few women over the past few weeks.

Izzybella Sanchez. Izzy was one of the most pleasant people he had ever met. She worked hard, never called in sick and was his favorite person at work. She was beautiful and stacked.

Rose Newman. Although she was his ball busting boss, she was as hot as anyone in the office. He thought of her fondly, having fantaized for a few years now about her.

Camela Stevens. A good friend he’d known since college, they had gone out a few years before but never connected in that way.

And finally Judge Cynthia Miller.