Wrong. They can't keep their hands off each other.

Charlie and James hurried over to the elevator doors, hands entangled tightly. After pressing the call button, Charlie groaned in frustration at the sight of the digits over the doors.

" Great, all the way at the top..." She turned back to James, a hungry glint in her eyes. "C'mere!"

Wrapping her arm around James, the nurse pulled him snug against her, one hand sinking into his left breast to massage and squeeze it through his shirt. James moaned deeply, pressing himself against Charlie eagerly and hugged the nurse back, leaving her other arm free to sink to his jiggly ass. The expert groping seemed to travel right into his snatch, making it twitch and drool ever more as his fingers scrabbled over Charlie's scrubs until his moans were muffled by the nurse's hungry kiss.

James wanted more, wanted to deepen these feelings, this connection, his eagerness driving Charlie back against the wall despite her being taller and heavier than him. He didn't care about being seen or heard, the only thoughts in his head about becoming one with Charlie, her scent - apricots and a hint of disinfectant - in his nose. The ding of the elevator doors opening barely registered with him until he felt himself being pulled inside by Charlie, twirled around until his own back bumped into the wall. Her hand disappeared from his rump, judging by the sound of a button being pressed to get the elevator moving, before it returned to where it belonged.

Charlie's hand slid deeper, onto James' bare thigh, squeezing it lightly and then pulled it upwards until he wrapped it around Charlie's leg, shifting his hips until his naked, dripping pussy pressed against the nurse's pants. Squealing, James broke the kiss and began gyrating and rubbing his crotch against Charlie.

"Oh my goooood!" The high-pitched, needy whine was enough to make Charlie's breath catch in her throat, combined with the wanton smearing of juices onto her thighs she had to bite her lower lip to not ravage James right then and there. "I need it, Charlie! I need you! Pleeaase!"

"Nnnh, Lil, w-we're almost there... just a few more minutes..." But the nurses own moans betrayed her eagerness, as did her actions as she slid the hand that had been fondling James' breast under his shirt. Charlie's warm fingers dancing directly over his smooth skin was almost too much to handle for James, another lustful squeal rising from his throat.

Suddenly, the elevator stopped with a lurch, making James realize that he hadn't even noticed when it had started moving. But this also meant that he would have to part with Charlie, however short it would be, and James was not going to let that happen. Using the way Charlie was pressing him against the wall, James lifted his other leg and wrapped his thick thighs around the nurse, her arm caught between their breasts.

"You needy little..." Charlie laughed, moving her free hand to support James' ass and began walking towards her apartment, carrying the petite James with surprising ease, never letting up her fondling of his breast.

Fishing her keys out of her scrubs proved a little harder, seeing as James' thigh was in the way, but it was soft and yielding enough that Charlie soon had the door open and carried James inside.

Now, away from prying eyes, Charlie was not holding back anymore. Her hands seemed to be everywhere at once, caressing James' thighs, waist, back, arms, fondling his behind and his breasts... While he was still reeling from this renewed, lustful ****, James felt himself being dropped onto a soft bed, still clinging tightly to Charlie so she came to lie on top of him, propping herself up on her elbows as she gazed down at him full of lust and adoration.

"God, I love your eyes... it's like looking into an ocean, so blue..." James brows furrowed at that. His eyes had used to be brown, had they changed, too? Then again, it didn't matter right now. He only wanted one thing, and his fingers began frantically run over Charlie's scrubs, trying to find the zipper. "And I love that eagerness."

With a giddy grin, Charlie raised her upper body until she kneeled on the bed, James' legs still wrapped around her, and stripped off her scrubs to reveal a toned body and small, perky breasts clad into a functional bra. James followed her lead, struggling to pull his shirt off with the way he was lying on his back. When he had finally succeeded, revealing his new-grown boobs in all their glory as they settled on his chest, Charlie had already thrown her scrubs into a corner and discarded her bra, fiddling with her pants. James propped himself up on one arm and reached up, feeling his tits shift on his chest, and pulled Charlie down gently until he could kiss her once again.

He proved to be a fast learner when it came to kissing, the dance of their tongues now not as onesided as before. As his legs finally relaxed their **** grip, Charlie took the opportunity to slip out of her pants.