Head Surgeon Meets Medical Rep

Being a woman, and as the head cardiothoracic surgeon at Mercy Presbyterian Hospital, there was never a dull moment. Tonight, we had an emergency surgery to perform. It was 8PM, and I had to bring in an entire team of medical personnel to save this patient's life. We needed a heart valve, so I had to call in the medical rep from the company that makes mechanical heart valves and have them meet me and my team in the OR. This was the only way to get a replacement valve for this person.

In the OR, there were a few nurses, an anesthesiologist, the medical rep and myself. As I was performing the surgery, I continuously felt the eyes of the medical rep staring at me. He should be looking this way, as he needs to make sure the valve is functioning right, but this was more than that. I looked above my surgical mask to meet his eyes, and he stared right back, never breaking eye contact. I finally had to look back down again, to finish the surgery. I was used to people in the OR watching me, but this was more than that.

That is just so odd

, I thought to myself.

I wonder what he is thinking.

Once the surgery was over, we all left the OR, and removed our surgical gowns. I leaned up against the wall, exhausted from the surgery, and the medical rep came over to me. "That was an amazing surgery you just performed," he said. "Oh, I'm Ben. We never got to formally meet before the surgery."

"Nice to meet you, Ben. I'm, Kara." I said, hurridly. "God, I need coffee." I sighed.

"How's this? I'll go grab you some coffee so you can catch up on whatever notes you need to do." Ben said.

"Really?" I asked. No one ever offers to get me coffee at the end of a long surgery because everyone is always so exhausted.

"Least I can do at 12AM, after a 4 hour surgery, Kara." Ben said as he smiled at me.

"Thank you!" I said to him graciously. "If you want to just bring it to my office, that would be amazing. Second floor."

"Got it!" Ben said, and he left.

With that, I walked to my office. The hallways were dark in the medical office side of the hospital. No normal people were still working at 12AM on a Friday night. But, here I was. I entered my office, closing the door behind me, and turned on the lamp that was on my desk. It was too late to have all the lights on, at this time of night.

I've gotta get changed before he brings me that coffee,

I thought to myself. I slipped my scrub pants off, leaving myself standing next to my desk in my black lace panties and my scrub top. Before I could get my pants on, the door opened and Ben peeked into the room.

"Oh! Gosh, I'm really sorry. I should have knocked first," Ben said, embarrassed. He turned his back towards me.

"Well, you've already seen it, does it make a difference now?" I asked laughing.

"I didn't realize you would be changing," Ben said. "I do have your coffee though!"

I quickly slipped my pants on and said, "You can safely turn around now, Ben."

Ben turned and smiled at me. "Here's your coffee." And he handed me my coffee.

"Ahhhhh, thank you," I said, as I took a sip. "This is heavenly!"

"You've got to be exhausted. Standing on your feet that long, not being able to break concentration," Ben said.

"Completely!" I replied. "My feet are sore." I went and sat on the couch that was on the side wall of the office.

"I can help you with that," Ben said excitedly. I glanced at him, wondering exactly what he was up to. "I can massage them. I was a masseuse in a prior life, ya know." Ben smiled at me, his eyes lit up.

"I guess I can't say no to that," I replied. "Especially since you saw me in my lace already!" I giggled as I said that.

Ben sat on the other side of the couch, and picked up one of my feet, which still had socks on it. "Is it okay?" he asked. I leaned back and shook my head yes. I could really use this, so why the hell not. Gently, he rubbed the bottom of my foot, kneading my arch, delicately. I couldn't help but let out little sighs from how good it felt. After he finished the first foot, he placed it gently on the couch and took my other foot in his hands. "Let's get this one to relax too." Ben looked at me, smiling, but this time, looking into my eyes. He continued to massage my foot but stared at me. I was totally turned on by the depth of his stare and the incredible massage he was giving my feet. I repeatedly let out little moans of pleasure from his hands rubbing my feet.

"You really must have been a masseuse in a prior life," I said to him, as I felt myself melting into the couch.

Ben grinned. "That's just your feet. Just wait." My eyes perked up in interest. Ben placed my second foot on the couch and then moved closer to me. "Let's work on these calves now." Ben placed his hands under the flare of my pants.

"Ahhhhhh," I sighed.

Ben worked his magical hands along the back of my calves, kneading my muscles, causing my body to completely relax, but also to be totally turned on. His hands were soft, strong and yet gentle. I started to think,

I'd like these hands all over my body right now.

I shook my head to get the thought of my mind.

Focus. He's just massaging your leg right now. That doesn't mean...

As I thought that, his hands stretched a little further up my pants, landing on my thigh. "These feel tight too. I should relax these for you as well." Ben stated. I just stared at him, dumbfounded that this was happening. Right here. In my office. Thankfully I always keep the shades drawn and the only light that was on, was the single lamp on my desk. Other than that, the building was essentially dark. Ben grasped my ankles and pulled me towards him, resting one leg on his lap. "That's better." He continued. He removed his hands from inside my pants leg and started rubbing my upper legs through my leggings. His hand kept inching higher and higher. I felt like my leggings were wet and that he would be able to feel it, but he stayed just under that area. I could feel my breathing pick up, and my heart began to race in anticipation.

"Oh man," "Oh geez," "Good Lord," were all things that I murmured. He kept focusing on my legs, not letting my murmuring jargons stop him from what he was doing. Every so often, he would raise his eyes so that they met mine and he smiled. His white teeth shone brightly in the dark. He continued this deep leg massage, making sure that he got every inch of my leg, except right at the top, which I was just dying for him to touch. But no, he never even rubbed against it. I could feel my clit throb every time he brought his gentle hands towards the top of my leg, and then he would bring them down, and I would sigh in frustration and anticipation.

This man is sexy as fuck, and I cannot believe that he is here with me. How did I manage to get myself in this incredible predicament? Who thought a late night surgery would land me a massage by this handsome medical rep.

"Penny for your thoughts," Ben asked me.

"Shit! Did I zone out?" I asked shyly. I paused and then said, "You've got me in this incredibly relaxed, and um....really turned on state?"

Ben smiled coyly at me. "How about I massage those shoulders of yours next?" I just looked up at him with puppy dog eyes, completely lost in the spell that he put on me. Without me saying a word, he stood up, and sat behind me, then pulled me towards him so I was sitting between his legs. He rested his hands on my shoulders and then said, "Mind if I remove your top so that I can massage your neck and shoulders better?" Instinctively, I raised my arms above my head. Ben grabbed the bottom of my top and lifted it over my head, slowly running his fingers along my waist, my sides, and then my arms. I got chills. He was meticulous with every movement. He tossed my shirt aside, and now there was nothing but a black lace bra between me and his hands. "Now, that's more like it," he said.

"Yes," I said breathlessly.

He moved his thumbs down my neck, towards my shoulders, slowly kneading my muscles- moving softly and then deeper with every movement. I could feel him stroking my back, my shoulders, and then I could feel his breath on my neck. I got chills from his being so close. It was then, that his lips landed on my neck. Starting by my hair line, and moving down my neck and to the edge of each shoulder. The softness of his lips tickled my skin. His kisses were cautious, but then became stronger in nature. "Ohhhhh," I moaned, leaning my head side to side as he kissed it.

He then moved his hands to both arms- rubbing them, as he continued to kiss my neck and the top of my back. I was feeling tension in my pelvis, wetness dripping out of me. The anticipation of what he would do next was incredible. The sexual tension was palpable. I moved myself slightly closer to him and I could feel a hardness pressed up against me. I smiled, and I could tell he knew what I felt. Ben placed his lips next to my ear and whispered, "Kara." I breathed deep- I love when someone says my name. He continued, "Your skin is so soft, you smell incredible, and you are sexy as fuck. I want to run my hands and lips all over your body."

I couldn't sit back and wait for his next move. I rapidly turned around, kneeling between his legs, to face him. Without hesitation, I placed my hands on his cheeks and kissed him passionately. He wasn't expecting that, and jumped a bit in surprise, but then he placed his hands on my cheeks, running his thumbs along my jawline, returning my passionate kisses, moving his tongue along mine. I straddled Ben, my head slightly above his, our lips almost touching at this point, both of us breathing heavy, and I reached back, and unclasped my bra, releasing my breasts.

Ben lowered my bra down my arms, and tossed it aside. He placed one hand on each breast, and raised them to his mouth, one at a time. He took my nipple in his mouth, his eyes never leaving mine, sucked on each one, teased it with his tongue, and ran circles around it, sucking on it hard, before releasing it. "Oh, God!" I cried out, as he released each nipple from his mouth. I threw my head back in pleasure as he repeated this over again. I could feel myself grinding against his hard cock. My wet pants pressed down against his ever-growing cock.

I reached down and pulled his shirt off. It revealed his athletic build, with tribal tattoos on both biceps. I reached over to each arm, running my fingers along the tattoos. I found them to be extremely sexy. Ben leaned forward, grabbed me by my waist and stood me up on the couch. He leaned forward, his lips grazing my pants that covered my throbbing clit. He ran his lips over my clit, and then licked my pants where it was very obviously wet. "You're sweet, Kara. I want to taste you." He stared up into my eyes, hooked his fingers on my leggings and panties and pulled them down carefully, allowing me to step out of them. There I was, standing completely naked on my couch in my office, with Ben between my legs. Ben continued to look up at me and this time, there were no pants to protect my clit from his tongue. He licked and licked, and licked again. Every touch of his tongue against my skin, sent waves of pleasure and tension into my pelvis. I leaned forward onto his shoulders, and that was when he pulled back, and laid me down.

"Kara, I want you to relax and enjoy every moment of this." Ben said. "You deserve it." He ran his hands on my inner thighs, moved them apart, and then locked his lips on my clit. He teased it with his tongue, but felt it begin to swell even more, so he pulled back.

"Oh my God," I said. "Oh, shit you stopped."

"Shhhhhhh." Ben replied. "I told you to relax and enjoy this, Kara."

Ben dipped his tongue in my pussy, then touched my clit, over and over again, but every time he felt the pressure build, he would pause, long enough for me to wriggle, and then have to build the pleasure up again. "Oh, God, Ben" I bartered. "Please."

I could feel him smile against my sweet spot. He then licked me from inside my pussy, to my clit and then latched on. He grabbed my waist, and pulled me tight, locking my legs with his arms. He was relentless with the teasing and the sucking on my clit. There was no stopping him. I felt the wave of pleasure build until I couldn't control it anymore. "Oh fuck!" I cried out. "Oh my God!" Over and over again. My pelvis rocked with pleasure, and he had to hold onto me tight, to not break the seal he had on my clit. When it felt like I couldn't cum again, he would pause to allow my body time to reset itself and then start again. I couldn't tell how many times I orgasmed, but my body poured cum into his mouth.

After countless orgasms, I felt him break the seal. He ran his tongue from my clit, up my abdomen, between my breasts, up my neck, and then to my lips. "Taste yourself," he said, as he pressed his lips on mine and ran his tongue in my mouth. I grabbed his head, pulling him closer to me.

"Mmmmmmm," I managed to say as I kissed him. "I taste sweet."

"Oh, you are incredibly sweet, Kara." Ben stated. "Incredibly." He ran his hand along the side of my face, rubbing my jawline with his thumb.

"I want you," I managed to say quietly. "Right now." I paused long enough to sigh. I continued, "I need you inside of me."

Ben stood up, and I watched him undo the button on his jeans, lowering them to the floor, revealing his cock to me for the first time. "Oh, wow." I said breathlessly. He stood there completely naked- an incredible specimen to be looking at. His cock wasn't huge, but it was girthy, and was standing at attention, ready to be inside of me.

Ben leaned over me and then teased me with his cock- rubbing it against my clit and against my pussy. I kept trying to move closer so that I could have it inside of me. "Someone is being a little impatient, I see." Ben joked. I laughed at him, knowing he was right. I really was being impatient, but fuck I wanted him inside of me. I was used to being in charge, but he was topping me and I needed to let him have this. He lined his cock up with my dripping wet pussy and slowly rocked in a little and then pulled out. The first time, I just looked at him like- why the fuck did you just take that out of there! Ben smiled and put his cock back inside of me- with each stroke he pushed himself deeper and deeper. I could feel him stretching me with every move that he made. His hips would glide his cock deep in me, then rock backwards, and then I'd feel his hips moved towards me again. I was pushing my hips to meet his, allowing him to move inside of me deeper. That's when he grabbed my hips, and pushed himself into my depths.

"Oh my God!" I cried out, as I felt him deep inside of me. Ben winked at me, not letting go of my hips. I felt him move back a little and then slammed himself up inside of me again. This time it hit that magical spot. "Oh, oh, shit!" I mustered. He knew exactly what he was doing. Ben did it again and again, and I could feel the pressure building inside of me. He was also starting to moan, as my pussy tightened against him.

"Kara!" he called out, as the tension grew. "Oh, God, Kara!" That's when he pulled his cock back almost all the way out of me and pushed himself in again.

"Oh fuck!" I could feel myself screaming this, but barely any voice came out as my pelvis filled with pleasure and my hips began pulsing as I came. When Ben felt my pussy spasming around his cock, he couldn't take the growing tension anymore and I felt him begin to throb.

"Holy fuck! My God!" Ben managed to say as he was trying to catch his breath while his pelvis was pulsating against mine. "Oh dear Lord, Kara!"

I could barely control myself as I felt him spray his warmth inside my waiting pussy. I grabbed his hips and pulled him closer. I needed this man as deep as I could possibly get him. Ben stayed in that position for what seemed like forever, just enjoying that warm feeling inside of me, and I was enjoying every moment. Then, he pulled his hips back, laying on his side, looked deep in my eyes, and brushed the hair that had fallen on my face. He rubbed his thumb along my jawline, leaned in, and kissed my lips. Gently at first, and then more passionately. My lips met his, and I ran my tongue into his mouth along his. I reached up, grabbed the back of his head, and pulled him closer to me.

I didn't want this to end. I hadn't been made to feel like that in more time than I could remember. It was then that Ben looked at me seriously and said, "I don't think you even drank the coffee I got you!" We both started laughing because he was absolutely right. Ben sat up, grabbed my clothes for me and then put his clothes on. Once dressed, he sat on the couch next to me again. "If you ever need another heart valve emergently, definitely make sure I'm the one you call," he said as he winked at me.

I smiled back at him and told him, "You are top of my list, that is for sure!"

Ben went over to my desk and got my coffee, which was lukewarm at best, and brought it over to me. "Still need this?" he asked.

"I think what I got instead of drinking the coffee was WAY more of what I actually needed. I just hadn't known it yet." I said, batting my eyes at him.

"You are exactly what I needed too, Kara." Ben said. "I hope we are able to meet like this again. And the privacy your office offers you, is amazing."

I shrugged, "Most normal people aren't here at this time of day. Obviously worked out in my, I mean, OUR, favor."

Ben looked at his watch- it was now 2:30AM. "Why don't you let me walk you to your car?"

"Do we have to go?" I asked him.

Ben sat back on the couch in the corner and patted the cushion for me to sit. I sat next to him, and he pulled me close, so my head was pressed against his chest. I lifted my legs so I was laying on the couch. "Just rest, Kara. We don't have to leave yet," he continued. He ran his hand through my hair gently, then wrapped his arm around me. I closed my eyes, inhaling his sweet aroma, and still smelling the tantalizing smell of sex that emanated from us both.