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If you’ve ever had the pleasure of attending an antenatal appointment in the public system, you’ll find out just how delayed these appointments can become. On this particular day, my hormones were raging, and my hubby looked absolutely irresistible. As a mother-to-be for the third time, I could feel the overwhelming power of these pregnancy hormones hitting me much stronger and faster than my previous experiences.
After completing the necessary check-ins and enduring a series of standard tests, we found ourselves endlessly waiting for over an hour. Frustration and desire consumed me, compelling me to take matters into my own hands. I made my way to the disabled bathroom discreetly and sent my husband an urgent yet alluring text, simply stating “come now.”
Little did my husband know, the text beckoning him held a seductive promise rather than a plea for help with morning sickness. With anticipation building, he swiftly and eagerly answered my call. A quick knock on the door signaled his arrival, and without wasting a moment, I invited him inside. This small sanctuary was our haven for passion amidst a sea of dull waiting.
As I knelt before him, his phone poised to capture the intensity of the moment, our desires became entwined. Lust heightened, and with every seductive gesture, his pleasure grew. The urgency within couldn’t be contained any longer, and I sensuously bent over, allowing him to embrace me passionately, taking me to the heights of ecstasy.
However, in our haste to indulge in our clandestine affair, we had forgotten to lock the door. Unbeknownst to us, the bathroom we had selected as our intimate sanctuary doubled as the staff bathroom. Suddenly, a curious doctor pushed open the door, only to catch a glimpse of our uninhibited connection. Without hesitation, he hastily retreated, leaving us momentarily stunned yet filled with a mischievous laughter shared between lovers.
Little did we know, destiny would discover a way to intertwine our paths once again. Half an hour later, when my name was finally called, and we entered the doctor’s room, we finally realized the shocking truth. The doctor who had inadvertently stumbled upon our passionate encounter in the bathroom was none other than my OBGYN. However, rather than shaming us or reprimanding our impulsive actions, he greeted us with understanding and warmth. “Guys, I completely understand,” were his first words, instantly easing our worries and enveloping us with a sense of comfort and acceptance.
This encounter was not our first time being caught in the midst of passion, nor did we believe that it would be our last. Life’s unexpected twists and turns blurred the lines between secrecy and thrill, leaving us forever exhilarated by the tantalizing possibilities that lay ahead.
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