What if she touched it? What if he could feel for her femoral artery?
As the seconds passed Tim realised he’d gone from wanting to be the patient to wanting to be the examiner. He tried to avoid thinking about it, but could feel his cock steadily growing. His cock that was only inches from Haifah’s hand. He wondered if she’d even noticed that bulge under the PJs?
A few more seconds passed and Haifah looked to him and smiled.
“Err… I think I’m done with… with that” She smiled, almost relieved.
As she removed the pressure from his groin, being careful not to touch anywhere inappropriate, Tim felt a rush of euphoria, and his cock gently pulsed, growing a little. The PJ shirt provided little protection, and his cock and left testicle sprung from underneath. Within an instant Haifah gasped, and tried to cover it again, slipping and placing her hand straight down and over his cock.
“OH MY GOD I AM SO… OH MY GOD” Haifah screamed, pulling her hand away as quickly as physically possible.
But removing her hand only made it worse, Tim’s cock now in full view. She turned away covering her eyes with her hands. Tim grabbed his boxers and pulled them up, covering his exposed cock. Haifah sat, facing away from him, her head in her hands.
“Tim… I’m… I’m so… sorry” She cried through muffled tears.
Tim immediately felt guilty – after all it was Tim who had convinced her to check the femoral pulse.
“Haifah, Haifah its alright, I’m sorry too!” He gasped composing himself, his jeans still around his knees.
He pulled himself up the bed, sitting to get to Haifah’s height. He pulled her face towards him, forcing her to look him in the eye, his free arm turning her body to look at him.
“Haifah, I’m so sorry, don’t worry about it, it was an accident!” He pleaded, trying to calm her.
She looked at him for a moment before burying her head in his shoulder, sobbing gently. He laid back, letting her lay on his chest.
“I… I didn’t mean to hurt you or touch you there… are you ok?” She sobbed.
“Haifah, don’t worry I’m fine. You are more traumatised than me!” He joked.
He could feel her giggle on his chest.
“Maybe we should stop the clinical exam for the day?” Tim smiled.
Haifah looked up at him, smiling through teary eyes, “I think that might be best…”
She pulled herself further up his chest, her eyes directly into his.
“Tim…” she slowly started.
Tim took both of his free hands and gently rubbed the tears from Haifah’s eyes with his thumbs, smearing her mascara. She closed her eyes, gently smiling. took a chance. He did not know why, to be honest he barely thought about it. He moved his face close to hers, moving his hands to embrace her head, placed his lips on hers and kissed her.
For a moment, the events of the last few hours flashed through his mind, not certain of how she would react, not certain if she had ever even kissed a guy before. Within a moment his questions were answered. He felt her lips push against his, her head turning into the kiss, her body go limp. It seemed to last for minutes, neither party coming up for air.