As I traced circles on lovely skin I heard her shoes hit the floor behind me. My hands traveled upward from her waist and held her breasts, pushing th...m up, I kissed the top of her glorious mounds. A sigh came from her lips, ‘Let me give you a hand.’ Her hands unfastened the buttons of her blouse, each one a turning lock to the world’s most beautiful treasure. She shrugged and let the garment fall from her shoulders. There was my goddess in a red lace bra, struggling to contain he glorious. The Recovery Unit was part of a private medical facility, and patients only got in there if they had money, and plenty of it. All the patients were well on the way to recovery, and this unit was their last stop before going back home, so there was almost no stress or trauma such as would be found in a normal hospital. While this meant much easier workloads than in a regular hospital, it had its own problems.Mainly the twenty plus, all male, patients who were near enough healthy, bored and very. His flowers got dumped unceremoniously into a jar of water as Jessie asked him why he hadn’t responded to any of their texts and calls. Bjorn checked his phone and realized he’d put the thing on silent mode when he was having lunch with Olivia and her two friends. As he checked he saw the messages Jessie was talking about... “Come back at once. Carrie not well. Need to go to clinic immediately!”This message was repeated a few times and even Bryce and Glenda seemed annoyed at him for not. It felt amazing. In fact, the sight of the friendly blonde cheerleaderintently rubbing lotion on my small manicured hands was a little tooamazing, and I felt my cock hardening in between my legs, threatening tospring free from its lacy confines. And with my skirt practically ridingup to my hips when seated, there was nothing to hide it. Fuck, fuck fuck!I put my purse over the tent in my panties and tried to stand up to headto the bathroom.At that moment, Kyle returned, and once again I ran.