~Vanessa's POV~
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead like a swarm of angry hornets, but in the dim corner of Room 204, the air felt thicker, heavier, laced with the sterile tang of antiseptic and something far more primal... sweat, maybe, or the faint musk of a man who'd been cooped up too long.
I adjusted my nurse's uniform, the crisp white fabric hugging my curves like a second skin, my big round breasts straining against the buttons, threatening to pop one open with every breath. My plump ass swayed as I walked the empty hallway, the skirt riding up just enough to make me feel exposed, slutty even, in this godforsaken small hospital where nights dragged on like foreplay that never quite led to release.
Mr. Devante was my last patient of the shift, a brooding guy in his late thirti
