Inexperience does not protect against pregnancy.

Dr. Leopold Granzner, the good-looking commercial manager of the St. Magdalena Private Clinic, and a secret crush on all the nurses and nursing students, strides to his office apartment shortly after midnight, tired and exhausted after a strenuous 12-hour shift, to finally take a cap full of sleep. Jule Petersen, the beautiful, red-blonde and blue-eyed nursing student, meets him in the ward corridor and with a bashful smile on her sweet full lips wishes him a pleasant night ...

Two weeks earlier:

I took a sip of coffee, clicked on the proposal and was moved. It was a young 18-year-old girl named Jule Petterson, whose family had recently immigrated here from Denmark. She needed the job to support her family. Her father had died and her mother was ill, so Jule had to look after her younger brother. As Jule was the only applicant for my job as a hospital nurse assistant, I decided to send her an e-mail and ask her to come to my office for an interview the next day.

The next day went by in no time with the coming and going of the assistants and nurses until my secretary called me, and then Jule went through the door. She was gorgeous. With her long red-blonde hair, her golden skin, her perfect face and her big innocent blue eyes, she looked like a beach bunny with a bombastic figure. Jule wore tight jeans to match her curves and a tight pink top to show off her big breasts, probably C or D cups and a big sexy bottom. All I wanted to do was bend her over the desk and..... but when I noticed I was starting to get an erection, I quickly turned around and asked her to follow me into the back office.

I sat down and introduced myself. I reached out to shake her hand. She smiled and gave me her hand, her tits wiggling as we touched.

"Hello Dr.Granzner, thank you for giving me the chance to work here, I really need this job to support my family.

Her accent rolled off her tongue and made her all the sexier. At that moment something came over me, I wasn't sure what I was going to do, but I knew where it was going to end. I leaned back, faked a worried look and said:

"Oh, no problem, but I have some concerns. This is a well-known private clinic with a cosmetic surgery background and you have no experience whatsoever. What should stop me from hiring one of the other applicants who are more experienced in treating patients and helping them to improve their health and well-being?"

She winced and banged her head up, obviously uncomprehending. Jules' face turned bright red with shame and she looked away. Her defeated expression filled me with greed and I kept going.