Iris Filler, a sleeping beauty

I poked my head into a quiet, fairly dark room. Iris Filler was written on the whiteboard, and I chuckled to myself. I. Filler? Don't mind if I do.

I stepped inside the silent room and saw a woman sleeping peacefully in her hospital bed. No sign of any dad, baby, or even grandma - they must have cleared out to let Iris here have a little nap. As I passed the bathroom, I noted that it was full-service. It was obvious from the clothes and towels on the floor that she'd had a shower recently, and the alluring fragrance of perfume filled the air.

So peaceful.

I padded, barefoot, to the bedside. Iris had full, black, curly hair and very pale skin. She was wearing a nursing top that exposed both shoulders and which could easily unclasp from the front to reveal her giant, new-mom boobs. She was fast asleep.

I closed the door and pulled my hospital gown off. I was now standing completely naked next to the sleeping beauty; if she woke up, she'd be helpless in facing down my new, irresistible pheromones.

So, I helped myself.

I gently unclasped the straps of her top and slid the fabric down her breasts. Her large, light areolas and soft, pink nipples rose and fell gently as she slept on. I ran my fingers up and down the mounds of her breasts, my cock hardening with each pass of my hand over her tits. Softly, I pulled her thin blanket down her body, revealing a shapely pair of creamy legs in a loose pair of jogging shorts. By tugging the fabric of her shorts to the side, I could tell that her (recently wide-open) vagina was untroubled by any sort of underwear.

I ran my fingers through her prickly, dark pubic hair and drank in her freshly-showered smell. Let's have some fun, I thought with a grin.