Screw it, the doctor can wait.

Trying his best to ignore the discomfort growing inside him, John pushed Rachel back onto the mattress and climbed on top of her, never breaking their make out session.

Her hands immediately went for his groin as a small giggle escaped her lips. Her hands were warm as they squirmed between his pants and stomach, moving down into his underwear and holding his manhood. It wasn't long between their kissing and her soft touch until blood was pumping into his shaft, though with the pleasure came more discomfort every time he felt himself stiffen slightly more.