Doctor Mark Harrison drove cautiously on the wet streets. Snow was falling but so far it was melting on the roadways so the driving wasn't too treacherous. He did expect conditions to worsen overnight but he wasn't scheduled to leave the facility until midmorning the following day, so hopefully he shouldn't have any difficulty getting home.
He'd been working at the state hospital since finishing his residency two years ago. It wasn't the Mayo Clinic but for a floundering med student, it was pretty good. Well, not really pretty good, it was better than nothing, though not much.
Doctor Harrison was in a good mood today, part of it was the Christmas Season, part of it was the plans he made for the evening, For the past two years he'd been putting in his hours, accruing the few vacation days they allowed and pretty much nothing else. He never really understood some of the unwritten benefits this job and his position afforded him.
It wasn't until he had a talk with one of the other doctors on staff that he began to understand what a good job he had. He was completing two to three psychiatric evaluations a week, and pretty much managing the medical requirements of an entire wing of the hospital, say just under one hundred patients. What he hadn't involved himself in was the treatment.
Sure he had counseled patients and prescribed treatments, he had built them up when they succeeded and had taken part in some group sessions where he witnessed some amazing breakthroughs. What he had not experienced was the "one on one" treatment sessions. Well, he decided he would change that tonight.
To get ready he signed out room three hundred thirty one, a fairly normal treatment room with a number of chairs, a couch and a small bed. Looking over the evening report roster, he saw that Mrs. Ericks had been a bit on edge lately, so he figured he might do her some good. He wrote out a directive for her to report to room three hundred thirty one at eight pm.
In the meantime, he grabbed Mrs. Ericks' file and carried it with him to the room. He glanced over a number of notes, and then turned the page to a photograph. Yes, quite attractive, with light hair, blue eyes and some nice breasts. Yes treatment should be effective.
In a few minutes, Steve, the orderly, led Mrs. Ericks into the room and helped her sit in one of the chairs. He looked over to Doctor Harrison and asked, "One on one treatment?"
"Yes," he replied.
Steve winked to him and said, "Yes, she is a popular choice for one on one."
"Hopefully we are nearing a breakthrough."
"Okay, I'll make sure you aren't disturbed."
"Thank you," the doctor replied, watching to make sure the door closed completely behind the orderly. When the door closed he stood up and walked over to Mrs. Ericks.
"Mrs. Ericks," he said, pausing until she looked up at him. "I'm Doctor Harrison, will you please remove you clothes?"
The woman stood up, unbuttoned her gown, then neatly folded it, placing it in her chair. Feeling his cock stiffen, Doctor Harrison quickly undressed himself and then took Mrs. Ericks hand, leading her over to the small bed. She sat down on the bed and when he grabbed her hands and guided them to his cock, she immediately began stroking it.
