They generally just took care of business. In my experience, the hospital situation never lent itself to anything sexy.Except for Kim. She was a prett... girl in her mid-thirties, maybe five years younger than me. I don't know what it was about her, but I couldn't keep from looking her up and down as she came in several times to check on me. I was only staying at the hospital for one night, after a fairly minor knee surgery. Except for my sore knee, I was feeling pretty good after the operation.. She smiled again."It's ok... don't worry. I'm glad you liked touching me. You don't have to hide it, you know."I swallowed hard, a million thoughts racing through my mind, and smiled weakly back.Sunddenly, she lifted herself up and sat up, moving her hand to mine, andpulling it away from the hard lump in my shorts. I resisted briefly, but let my hand fall to my side and stood there, breathing deeply as she looked up at me with those blue eyes. She grinned at me, then oh so slowly placed a. Are you wet?” Tug, release. Tug, release. Tug, hold pressure and move side to side, release. “Yes,” her body tenses and her grip tightens on the table edge when the word, ‘wet’ finds her ears. “Yes what?” My volume goes up and I pull hard on her panties, causing the fabric to bite soft, tender flesh and pinch her sensitive little clit. “Yes, I’m wet,” she gasps quietly while beginning to rock her hips forward and back. “What’s wet?” I ask softly. “I, um, I am?” Her reply is phony. At this point the loan guy started to sent late payment reminders that got more nasty until her said that he wanted to take my wifes car she was very upset she liked her car so the only option was he said he wanted her to come in and work out a payment plan. When she went in she dressed in a long flowing skirt with no nickers which she often went without and low cut top with a built in bra so her dd,s were spilling out and the edge of her areola were on show you can see how bigg they are from.