Final

(Next Week)

Donald walked into the hospital, fully ready to end everything with Clara. He has made up his mind, and nothing would stop him, even if she tries to seduce him. He can't afford to lose his beautiful, caring, and lovely girlfriend because of a nurse.

As he approached Clara’s office, his heart began to race. He knew she wouldn't feel happy, but he had to make the right decision. He got to her door and knocked. In less than ten seconds, the door opened and he walked in.

Clara sat at her desk, her lips already curling into that sly smile she always gave him. She rose gracefully, closing the folder she was reading. “Donald,” she purred, her eyes gleaming. “Right on time. I know you will come. I was wondering how many rounds you’d give me today.”

Her gaze flicked to his crotch as if expecting to see the evidence of his arousal already straining for her. She moved toward him, swaying her hips.

Donald raised his hand, stopping her before she reached him. “Clara. I didn’t come here