Forbidden Stares & Hospital Affairs

Jessica's golden eyes welled up with fat tears as she finally received the news she had been waiting for, for days. She had taken the test on Monday morning, and since then, Jessica had not stopped pacing. If she wasn't pacing, she was obsessively checking her email. This meant more than the world to her, this meant her life.

After what seemed like decades of waiting, on an ordinary Thursday afternoon, her whole world had shifted after one simple click to Gmail. At twenty years old, Jessica Stevens was officially a registered nurse.

"OH MY GOD, MOOOOMMM!!"

"MOM, I PASSED, I PASSED MY TEST!!"

"Mom?"

Jessica feverishly screamed, and ran, through her mother's polished home, in a desperate search for her mother's praise and gratification. She was no where to be found. The young woman felt a pit in her stomach. It was hard enough living at home with your parents, and even harder living with a ghost of what a mother should be.

Her parents had divorced when she was eleven. Dad was an abusive drunk, who didn't know how to keep his eyes, or hands to himself. Mom had violent mood swings, accepted his abuse, and was the stereotypical "use your daughter as a therapist", kind of mom. Jessica didn't have the easiest start to life. Her sense of justice, boundaries, and love, were heavily skewered because of this. It's the whole reason she decided she had to be a nurse. It made her feel more in control of her life, if that made any sense at all.

Now, Jessica's mom was usually never to be found. She had remarried into a rich family when Jessica was 15. Then, she stopped being her mom's therapist, and became somewhat of a distant relative. As for her father, Jessica stayed far, far away from him. She didn't like to think about the things he had done to her, or her mom. In fact, she didn't like to think of him at all. Even if his actions had shaped Jessica into the woman she is today, she preferred to ignore any signs of that, and accept that she was simply a flawed human.

After accepting that she had no one to share the happy news with, she padded over to the kitchen, and made herself a cup of ramen. Now that she was officially a nurse, she could start applying for jobs! Applying for new jobs means quitting her shitty full time job at the local nursing home, and starting fresh somewhere new!

"Somewhere new, with a huge new pay raise," Jessica smirked as the thought crossed her mind.

She opened her phone to Indeed, though she already had an idea of where she really, truly wanted to work. Truthfully, she didn't know if she'd even be allowed to work there. It was a private practice office, with only three doctors and a handful of nurses. Technically, she was a patient there, and had been for a couple years now. Regardless, she loved the staff and her primary care doctor so much, that she was willing to find a new doctor in order to work there. They were that good.

Two weeks later, Jessica stared at herself in the long mirror. Her lilac colored scrubs hugged her petite form nicely, and the badge clipped to her pocket that said "NURSE" in all capitals, made her smile every time she saw it. She had in fact gotten the job at her former doctor's office, it was the easiest interview process ever, they were elated to have her join their team.

As Jessica clocked in, she realized not only was today her first day at a new job, but her first big girl job, and her first real day as a nurse. She was so giddy, she could feel the happiness radiating throughout her entire body. Her toes seemed to vibrate from the joy. In her ditzy stupor, she didn't realize she was about to slam straight into her new boss/former doctor. She came crashing straight into his chest, his stethoscope which was wrapped around his neck, smushed right into her lip. She could instantly feel the satisfying warmth of a fat lip start to develop. At the same time, for the brief moment she was pressed against his chest, she could smell his clean, almost sterile scent. It felt comforting, and if Jessica hadn't known better, she would've liked to kept her head pressed there, stethoscope and all.

"O-oh my god, Dr. Meilleur, I am so unbelievably sorry! What an awful first impression, I mean I know it's not a first impression and you've known me for how long now? But still, oh my god it's my first day here and I'm already getting in the way-"

"Jessica," He cut her off.

"It's no big deal. I promise I've had a lot worst things happen to me in this very office. You weigh about 100 pounds soaking wet, I barely even felt you." He smoothly winked and smiled at her before briskly walking away.

Jessica's heart thumped so hard she feared it could jump right out of her chest. Her toes curled, hidden by her compression stockings and gym shoes. She felt her stomach flutter and her cheeks redden.

See, Jessica had a dirty little secret. One that she had never shared with anyone, one that she planned on keeping locked away forever. Jessica had the biggest, most mind shattering crush on Dr. Meilleur. It was highly inappropriate, especially given the fact that she used to be his patient. Even more inappropriate now that she quit being his patient, to be his nurse. Aside from a few comments that Jessica overplayed and overanalyzed, he had never given her any idea that he felt similarly. Therefore, to her, that meant it was 100% okay for her to work underneath him.

Like, as one of his nurses. Not actually underneath him, of course. Obviously.

Today was a slow day at the office, which worked out in Jessica's favor. She was overly nervous, as new grad nurses tend to be. The slow paced day helped her ground herself, and let her take her time assessing and helping each patient. Near hour six of her shift, Jessica started to feel antsy. She didn't know whether this was because of the slow paced day, or if it was because she couldn't get Dr. Meilleur off her mind. Actually, she did know the answer, and she came up with a plan to help relieve her of her doctor related stress. Or, at least a plan to get him in a room alone.

Heart racing, she put on her bravest face, "Dr. Meilleur, I am so sorry to be a bother and if you're too busy, don't mind me whatsoever..."

"Never too busy for you, Jessica. Please, what's on your mind?" His salt and pepper hair would look perfect with her manicured hands running through it, that's what was on her mind.

"Well, I noticed that today, I've kind of been struggling with my blood draws. I-I swear I know how, but I never got much human practice in school, and now I feel as if I'm causing unnecessary pain and prodding for the patients... It's silly, but I was wondering if maybe I could practice on you? And maybe you could give me some tips? O-on how to do it easier? You know, just because it's a slow day and-"

Dr. Meilleur laughed, a deep laugh that you could tell was genuine. His eyes momentarily darted at the other nurses, sitting at their station, undoubtedly wondering why Jessica didn't ask them to practice. She of course, noticed, and immediately went to open her mouth to protest why she asked him instead,

"No need to explain further, I would be more than happy to help you, Jessica."

She wordlessly followed him to an empty patient room, praying that maybe he too, was obsessed with her as she him.

He gestured her in, and shut the door tight behind them. Jessica turned, and stared directly at him. Staring at him, had her forget what she was supposedly in there for. He had these long, strong fingers, and veiny hands that occupied her mind so heavily. Not to mention the way he spoke. So charismatic and smooth, every syllable that rolled off of his tongue sounded heavenly. When he would talk doctor jargon, it turned Jessica on so much she could hardly stand it. Such an intelligent man, who worked hard to be where he is. Fuck. That snapped her out of her trance. He worked hard to be here, and he would not sacrifice or risk it all for young, naive, Jessica.

She gathered her supplies for the blood draw, and tried her very hardest to ignore how badly she wanted him to take her, right then and there.

"...Jessica?" Dr. Meilleur looked concerned as he uttered her name.

"Yes, sir?" She blushed and hoped he took her calling him "sir" as a respect thing, and not in a, "holy shit I want you to fuck me so bad" kind of way.

"You look distracted, are you alright?"

"O-oh, yes! Yes sir, I am alright. Uhm, just don't want to hurt you that's all."

"Jessica, you don't have to worry about hurting me. You can do this. I know you can. You passed nursing school for a reason, and anyways, I've known what a smart girl you are."

She gulped.

Was he trying to kill her?

Or was he just trying to ruin her panties?

He certainly succeeded at one of those tasks.

As Jessica inserted the needle into his vein, she made eye contact with him. His striking green eyes made her feel weak in the knees. Her heart thumped erratically. As his blood filled up the vial, she felt herself become more and more irresistibly horny for her doctor. She was almost convinced you could tell, through her scrubs, that her panties were soaked. He silently sat there, completely still, a perfect patient.

She withdrew the needle from his vein, cursing herself for the predicament she found herself in, knowing nothing could ever happen between the two of them.

Holding his vial of blood in her hands, she bat her eyelashes and shyly thanked the handsome doctor for his help. "I-I really do appreciate you taking the time to help me, so so very much. If there's anything I can do to help you in return, please don't hesitate to ask, Dr. Meilleur."

She started to make her way towards the closed door, when she heard Dr. Meilleur abruptly stand up.

"Fuck- Jessica, stop."

She starts to turn around, but before she can, Dr. Meilleur turns her back around, and rams her against the thick wooden door. The vial which she was tightly holding against her chest as she was walking, shattered all over her scrubs as he pushed her into the door. Blood splattered all over her lilac colored top, and glass embedded in her hand.

"FUCK-"

"Shhhh, I'll take care of you after, darling, it's okay, shhhh." He pet her soft hair with one hand and used the other hand to graze her body up and down.

So he did want her, too. She could've giggled if she weren't so horny.

"Jessica, is this what you want? I'm sure I've sensed your arousal, but if I am mistaken, tell me now and I will leave indefinitely."

Her heart hammered in her chest. Yes, yes a thousand times yes, this is what she has wanted, for longer than she could admit. But how could this happen? She was so much younger, and he was technically her boss, plus it was her very first day!

Fuck, who fucking cares right?

Jessica violently nodded her head up and down, and Dr. Meilleur spun her around, rabid at the sight of his very own blood staining her clothing.

"Is your hand going to be okay until I'm all done with you?"

Jessica dropped to her knees, "Doctor, you can do whatever you want to me, press the glass in deeper for all I care."

He grinned, his veiny cock throbbing through his pants.

She looked up at him, her golden eyes large and hungry, blood staining her shirt, lips salivating for more. With her one good hand, she pulled his trousers down, and gasped as his cock popped out at her.

It was huge. Practically pulsating at the sight of her. She could basically hear his heartbeat through it. She smiled the biggest smile, looked right up at him, and proceeded to shove his massive pink cock into her tiny mouth. Saliva gurgling out of her mouth, she pushed it as far down as she possibly could. For him, she did not have a gag reflex. For him, she wanted his dick in her as aggressively, and as passionately as she possibly could. He held her hair in a tight grasp, softly grunting as she took his cock so well.

She tried something new on him, swirling her tongue over the tip for a few seconds before deepthroating it again. He had his face smushed up against the door, knees weak, seconds away from cumming. She started to play with his balls as she deepthroat his cock, and that was enough for him. He bit his lip so hard it bled, and exploded his load deep into her throat, trying his very hardest not to let out a guttural moan. She guzzled his cum down, having been thirsty for it for years now.

She got off her knees and smiled, noticing his bleeding lip. "Doctor, was I that good?" She said, gently rubbing her finger over it.

In response, he grabbed her by the back of her hair, and threw her onto the exam table. Lying flat on the table, he started to take her pants and panties off, then her shoes, even her socks. Next he shimmied the bloodied shirt off, along with her lacy bra. Jessica, the nurse, was now officially lying on an exam table, at her place of employment, wearing absolutely nothing. She shivered in anticipation, not even remembering the glass shards in her hand. He lazily smiled at her, and proceeded to lean her very close to her chest. Close enough that his beard was tickling her stomach.

"Jessica. You do not know how long I have wanted to do this."

Those were the last words she heard before Jessica Stevens was given the best head of her life.

Dr. Meilleur expertly rubbed and glided his tongue along her clit, playing it so perfectly as if it was an instrument. Every time he made her twitch was like him fine tuning his guitar, learning how to play her the right way. Her juices all over his face, she clenched her thighs tightly and attempted with all of her might to keep from moaning. His fingers dove in and out of her wet hole, not so tight anymore from pure lust. With his fingers and tongue working together, Jessica felt intense warmth build throughout her entire body, and she felt as if she were about to ascend into the sky. Her back arched, and the doctor had to shove his tongue down her throat to keep her from screaming. That was the best orgasm Jessica had ever had in her entire life.

He bit her swollen lip, and sucked on it until he saw her wince. As she winced, she could feel his cock harden again. She pulled away from his lips to whisper in his ear,

"Oh Doctor, please fuck me.. Please, I need your cock in my pussy, I don't know what you're doing to me, please, please, I'm begging you, I need-"

Before she could finish, the doctor had her flipped over, face down on the exam table, her bare ass facing him. He smiled, barely holding back the drool in his mouth. More than anything he wanted to spank her ass raw, leave marks proving he was there, he was in her. But they were at work, and already crossing a line, so he had to hold back.

"Next time." He thought, already mentally preparing for Jessica Stevens to be his, taboo or not.

He watched as she squirmed, her pussy so wet, just for him.

And without a single warning, he shoved his entire cock deep inside of Jessica's aching pussy.

"OOOMPH!" She couldn't help but let out a loud moan, both out of pain and arousal. This was quite literally, her dream come true.

Dr. Meilleur thrusted back and forth, pounding petite Jessica so hard, that the paper on the exam table ripped. So hard, that Jessica herself felt that she may rip. His cock filled her pussy so perfectly, stretching her out enough that she knew she would feel his absence for the rest of the day, maybe even the next few days. He leaned in closer to her ear, and grunted in pleasure. Before he came, she tried to wiggle away so as to switch positions. With one hand, he grabbed onto her waist, and with the other he grabbed her neck, and pulled her fiercely back onto his cock. She wasn't going anywhere, they were not switching positions, she would do exactly what the Doctor ordered.

"F-fuck, Jessica, FUCK! FUUCKK!" He roared, as he filled up her cervix with his hot cum.

Jessica thrusted herself deeper onto his cock, wanting the cum to truly go deep inside of her. She wasn't sure if he cared, or if he was just overtaken with passion, but they didn't use a condom, and Jessica was not on birth control. She silently smiled at this fact, it turned her on even more to think of this.

As he came down from his orgasm, he threw himself onto the exam table, and Jessica crawled on top of him, her head lying on his chest. They both panted heavily, weak and sticky from their fun. Dr. Meilleur stroked her hair gently, murmuring sweet nothings and kind compliments. She nuzzled her face into his strong body, wishing more than anything they were anywhere else, but well, a doctor's office. She realized that she had in fact, forgotten about the glass in her hand, and went to start pulling shards out.

"Jessica, don't be ridiculous. I'm the one who caused that little problem, let me be the one to fix it." He gently smiled.

For the next 15 minutes, he pulled glass out of Jessica's hand, and she watched as she contemplated how to make it socially acceptable for them to be together. Little does she know, but he was contemplating the same exact thing.

When they finally exited the room, there were no staff members in sight, just a sign left on the front door that said,

"Closing early today, Dr. Meilleur's birthday."

Jessica laughed, "Is it your birthday!?"

"....No."

They both laughed even harder,

"You certainly are a gift though, Jessica. I'm glad they clearly recognized that too." He winked once again, and Jessica found herself ready to spread her legs, and open her heart, all over again.