*Knock knock*
Henrik gave a sigh as he put down his Kindle; admittedly he wasn't really reading it, he had been staring at the same page for nearly ten minutes. That night had been one to remember, so much had happened but he was yet to react to it; after giving Tabby a lingering kiss goodnight he stripped off his coats, loosened his tie, undone his top button and settled down to read.
He swung his legs off the side of the bed and headed for the door. He had to admit he was rather stunned by what his door revealed.
There stood the object of his daydream just now, leaning seductively against the door frame, clad in a skimpy, silky, slightly opaque, black nightie lined with lace around the bust and hem.
She flicked her new stethoscope around her neck, "Well, Mr Hanssen, fancy a game of Doctor's and Nurses'?" She whispered huskily.
Hanssen's lips slowly curled into a mischievous grin and as she grabbed his tie and pushed him inside he shut the door and immediately leaned down to roughly press his lips to hers.
It didn't take her long to begin unbuttoning his shirt. Without shrugging it off he leaned down to pick her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and they kept their lips interlocked as he carried her over to the bed.

He gently lay her down and reached for her stethoscope, but soon she got to her feet and approached the tall man. She immediately tried to grab for the medical tool but Hanssen pulled it out of her reach.
He gave her a warning look, "Magic word, Miss Rees?"
Seductively she pressed her chest against him and grabbed each front of the open shirt. She gazed up at him with puppy eyes, "Please?" She asked.
Henrik raised his head slightly, keeping his eyes on her, "Put it in a sentence."
"Please may I have my stethoscope back?" She pawed at his bare chest.
"You may." He hung it back around her neck.
She suddenly turned to the bed, "Oh no, I think he's crashed, get me a crash trolley."
Henrik stood still, staring at her in complete confusion.
When she realised that he might not be following what she was doing she glanced back at him. Just as she thought, he hadn't got a clue. She gave a playful wink then he got it, they were roleplaying, he'd never done this before but he went along with it anyway, thankfully the roleplay was to do with his own career so it should be easy to follow.

He brought the imaginary trolley over to her and as he went to place on the imaginary pads, Tabitha leaned down in front of him to check the 'man's' vitals. As her arse came into contact with his crotch they both couldn't help but feel de ja vu when this happened in real life. She deliberately took the time to move around and tease but that's when she felt his hands grab firmly onto her waist. He pressed himself harder against her pert backside, letting her know how hard he was and that he was not really in the mood to play games. Understanding his need Tabby whipped back around to him, grabbing his tie she fell backward onto the bed pulling him down onto her. Thankfully he caught himself before piling onto her, and as he held himself in a press up position above her, gazing into her beautiful grey eyes, he felt her legs wrap around his waist.

She put on her stethoscope and pressed it against Henrik's chest. She gave a satisfied nod, "Well Mr Hanssen, nice and fast, just how it should be after playing with me. But I assure you it will be twice that pace when I'm done with you." She finished huskily before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down for another tongue wrestle. She felt his hips grind over hers enthusiastically and she began to take off his tie and push off his shirt. A hand then made its way up Tabby's nightie and cupped one of her breasts making her moan softly, much to Hanssen's satisfaction. Its fingers then trickled their way down to between her legs where she was already dripping wet and anticipating his entry into to her.

His fingers encircled her clit for a few seconds before they delved between her lips and into her warm, wet entrance. She gasped as she felt the two fingers slip inside her. He began to thrust his fingers in and out, getting faster and faster until Tabby was writhing underneath him. He was too hard now and it was getting painful. He pulled out his fingers, they were coated with her juices, he stole a quick glance at her; she was panting, her eyes shut. Deciding it was safe, he proceeded to do something that he always thought was incredibly vulgar; he slowly dragged his tongue over the two fingers that had just been pleasuring the young doctor. She was sweet and he wanted more, but unbeknownst to him, in the short time it took for him to enjoy her taste on his fingers Tabby had opened her eyes to see where he'd gotten to. He suddenly heard her moaning and as he looked back she was fingering herself slowly, then she brought her finger up to her lips and took a long drag of her tongue over the digit just as Henrik had done, "Mmm, sweet." She licked her lips staring directly at her boss.

Damn it, he couldn't take any more of this teasing. Hastily he undone his belt and trousers and pushed them, along with his pants, down to half way on his thigh. His luscious cock was rigid and ready for her and before she had any chance to do anything he'd poised himself above her and positioned his member at her entrance. Tabby held her breath with anticipation. Suddenly he thrust into her hard causing her to gasp and throw her head back. She gripped his shoulders tightly and when she finally let out her breath he began to move. Her moans were in perfect sync with his thrusts as he rocked his hips in and out of her.
She arched her back, gritting her teeth and as she let herself back down again she let out a long sensual moan. She rubbed her hands up Henrik's chest, feeling his soft, pale skin before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down to lock lips yet again.

Henrik buried himself deep inside her and held it there, relishing in Tabby's soft squirms and the vibration of her moaning lips on his. Slowly then he pulled out. Tabby opened her eyes to see his guilt lined expression.
"Tabitha, we can't carry on." He noted apologetically.
She suddenly realised the problem. Sitting up she traced her finger down his chest, "You know you love me…?"
"Mm hm." He agreed though he knew she was going to ask him for something.
"Can you nip back to my room and get my satchel please?" She held up her key that she had attached to her nightie.
He took the key and pulled up his trousers, he then grabbed a shirt and half-heartedly buttoned it up so he looked presentable enough to leave his room to go next door.
As she was left alone it gave Tabby time to think about night's events, particularly his offer to be her boyfriend. Somehow that just didn't sound right, Henrik Hanssen: Boyfriend. Partner? Plus one? Other half? There was no other real way of describing it really, this stage one step up from friendship, one down from marriage. Admittedly it was going to be an odd relationship, he was, what, thirty years older than she was? But they couldn't deny their feelings for one another, and for a man of his age he was surprisingly good in bed.
All too soon though she was brought out of her thoughts by Henrik returning with her bag.
He handed the bag to her and soon she was rummaging through until she found what she was after.
"Were you expecting something?" Henrik eyed the box whilst unbuttoning his shirt.
"Shut up, it's always good to have them just in case." She pulled out a sachet and flung it to him, placing the box back in the bag and flinging over the side of the bed.

As she turned back he was already over her ready for round 2. He entered her again and they got back to their gentle love making. After a few minutes Tabby took position on top. Guiding his cock in she lowered herself onto him letting out a breathy moan. Henrik held up his hands and she placed hers onto his, interlocking their fingers he helped support her as she proceeded to ride him. She circled her hips and managed to elicit and small groan from the normally stoic man.
After a while they both seemed to be reaching their limit so Henrik took over on top and began to thrust into Tabby at a much faster pace. Harder, faster, deeper, she was struggling to keep her voice down. With a final grunt he came before giving a small growl and thrusting a few more times. Realising she wasn't finished herself he pulled out and trailed kisses down her torso. Tantalisingly he dragged his tongue over her clit before pushing as far inside her as he could with his wet and surprisingly dextrous tongue. She entangled her fingers through his dark curls, squirming and writhing at every flick and roll the warm wet muscle gave her. Soon she began to feel her stomach tighten, her fingers curl, her breathing hitched and finally she let out satisfactory groan.

Henrik pulled his plain black boxer briefs back on and turned to pull the sheets over Tabby before joining her underneath. He lay facing her and brushed a small strand of hair behind her ear.
"Tabitha you're gorgeous." He muttered gazing into her eyes.
She smiled, looking away coyly.
"So university then, you want to study general and laparoscopic surgery?"
"They're the ones." She grinned, "Where are you thinking of sending me?" She reached for his hand underneath the covers.
He interlocked his fingers with hers, "Well, I have a few contacts in the RCS and so I should be able to get you private tuition and cheaper fees due to my Fellowship, and with that quick brain of yours I bet you could finish a course within a few months, especially with private tuition."
"But does that mean I'll still have to be sent away." She seemed hopeful to stay.
"Yes it does I'm afraid." He ran his hand over her cheek, "But it won't be for long." He reassured.
"Well I want to know a bit more about your question. What made you ask?"
"Oh that? Well isn't it obvious?" He grinned, "You're sexy, confident, a down right tease and I want you all to myself." He chuckled.
Tabby giggled, "I bet you do."
"So why did you agree?"
"Well once you've ran your tongue over ice sometimes you just get stuck." She laughed, "But seriously, I never turn down opportunities as good this, what can I say? You're tall, dark, handsome, aloof… my perfect man." She leaned forward and took his lips with hers.
He wrapped his arms around her small frame and continued the passionate, romantic kiss and soon Tabby buried her head into his chest and fell into a calm, deep sleep.