Not like themselves

Iris goes over to Palmer who has a troubled look on his face, his brow creased and hands pressed against the table. “You look stressed, Bill. Let me help you relax. Wouldn't do anyone any good to go out there all tense.” She leans over and places her hands on his shoulders, beginning to move her fingertips around in circles, massaging the flesh.

“Mmm, so much stress here. You said you were hungry, you didn't say anything about the tension! It's gonna take some real work to get out.” She leans into his ear and breathes, “Maybe I'll have to call in backup.”

Dr. Palmer groans, and Iris backs up. She reaches down and with her new strength hauls his chair back a foot, the doctor now away from the table. The corrupted nurse walks around to face the doctor and runs her hands slowly down his jacket, suddenly cupping his crotch though his pants.

“Maybe this is the problem,” she says, rubbing his cock. “Does little Willie want to come out and play?”

“You ... shouldn't … do that,” Dr. Palmer stammers, his words seemingly unheard as the succubus unzips him and fishes out his cock. She strokes him gently from top to bottom as Dr. Smith looks on, his own unexpected erection untended in his pants. Dr. Owens can't believe Iris is brazenly giving her colleague a handjob in front of them but can't bring herself to look away.

“Oh, I think I should. I bet you're feeling better. And I bet you'll be more relaxed if I do this.” Iris dips her head and deftly takes him in her mouth, working her demonic lips up and down his shaft. Her tongue ripples on the cock, creating unholy sensations.

Unable to hold out, Dr. Smith undoes his belt and yanks his pants and boxers down to free his painfully hard cock.

He begins jerking off to the nurse working on Dr. Palmer, imagining spearing her from behind as she urges him on. Her pussy squelches around his cock delightfully.

Iris doesn't want the lady feeling left out. “Behave and you'll get a treat,” she promises Smith, walking by him to the couch. “Dr. Owens,” she says, taking her hand, “your assistance is needed at the table.”