As the doctor takes her seat beside the patient's bed, she catches a glimpse of the woman's exposed lower back; goosebumps break out on her skin. The alluring scent of the patient's perfume lingers in the air, causing her heart to race.
"So, Ms. Johnson, how can I help you today?" The doctor asks, his voice thick with desire.
"Well, Doctor," the patient replies, turning her head slightly to meet his gaze, "I'm in a bit of a... sensitive condition."
Her words send a shiver down the doctor's spine as he leans in closer, their bodies almost touching. "And how might I be able to assist you with that?" he whispers, his breath caressing her neck.
The patient smiles slowly, her eyes fluttering closed. "You could start by running your hands gently over my hair."
