She had him slip his arms out of the gown. The gown fell in a puddle across his lap. She asked if he was ticklish. Not much. Her fingers probed his ar...pits, his axilla. They were damp, no surprise. It did not bother her. The thick dark hair in his armpits was of no interest to her at the time. She retrieved her stethoscope from her coat pocket and listen to his heart. Like his body, his heart gave no indication of perceiving its peril. His heartbeat, slow and steady and strong and was no more. Her moaning came out more like a soft whimper due to his fingers that were stuffed in her mouth. As he arose from his knees, his erection had formed a large tent in the front of his pants. Now it was he who could not be denied his pleasure. He decided he didn’t want to literally get ‘caught with his pants down,’ so he suggested they move to one of the conference rooms that at least had a door on the room (even though they don’t lock). As soon as they entered the conference room, she knew that. More

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