Code Red A Cut Above The Rest

The Nurse and the handsome Surgeon  
What a cutting slice of life which brings forth all its naughty excursions  
A handsome man above the rest  
Nothing covets his time but the best  
I thought I would move up in the ranks  
More love, more me, means a bigger bank  
Jovial time and vintage wines  
Yacht sails and Harley Davidson ocean front rides  
Who defines me  
Only the essence of my heart and my healing creed  
Who am I  
Hum…ask me that after you’ve read and dined on my desirable lines  

CODE RED  
I just donned my scrubs when my pager beeped  
Looked down, umm, my handsome surgeon must be in need of me  
I go and scrub my hands  
For a face to face quicken mental romance  
Eyes to eyes, until the door closes and then our intimate slow dance  
I walked into the operating room  
Umm what an eye popping sonic boom  
Coral-blue colored eyes just for me as they passionately loomed  
A handsome surgeon, who nightly craves the scent of my essence like I’m his favorite smelling perfume  
 
We both looked down at the patient with fear in his eyes  
I caressed his hand and reassured him with a lifesaving lullaby  
Sir, you have the best surgeon any man can ask for  
As I glanced into my handsome surgeon’s eyes, mmm amour  
I remembered the bed, in the shower, and then us fucking on his bathroom floor  
 
Doc, how long is this process going to take  
The surgeon winked at me, as he remembered my see through camisole on our first date  
The surgeon cleared his throat and looked down at the patient  
Wondering how he could be submissive and fall prey under a butter rum French Creole relations  
Sir, this is a complex procedure, you will be under for the entire time  
Yes, like the night your tongue tasted the wine rolling down the curvature of my spine  
 
The occurrence made us both late the next day  
Hurrying in to service the needs of the ill’s fate  
Can I see my wife first, please  
You’re asking a man, who this nurse has begging nightly on his knees for a taste, and then a wicked pussy tease, catered to please  
Sure, why not  
The surgeon looks at my lips and recollected how I nightly services his hard knot on the spot  
We will be right back, sir  
Lips eager to taste my skin, as hidden passion between us quickly stir  
 
I followed the surgeon out the operating room  
He looks around, pulls me into his arms, his lips instantly zoom  
The feel of his unbottled desires, eradicating the hospital's dreariness and daily gloom  
Feelings spinning me such as this  
Umm, I could feel the compass pointing of his dick  
His fingers fumbling to untie the scrub strings, ready to make my body, yearn, sing  
 
On his knees he goes for a quick lick  
After that, then hoisting me, legs wrapping around his back for an arrowing hard stick  
For now, his face buried, sniffing my essence, teasing my clit  
Friction of his tongue dancing inside, soft moans to the sky floating  
Cupped palms roving up and down the back of my thighs, heated emotions bloating  
Intense hunger from being denied carnal sensations one most note  
Rapture escalating out of control until someone clears their throat  
Two bodies part, freezing eyes pinned our illicit post  
I hope you like the color, yellow  
The CEO, umm, what a tall, muscular, and sinewy handsome looking fellow  
CODE RED