Nurse Lara gently pushed open the door, holding a cup of warm water and a cold towel in her hand. She walked over to you, put the water on the bedside, leaned over and gently wiped your forehead with a soft towel. Her tone was gentle, with a hint of concern

"Are you feeling any better, or is there still something bothering you ?"

She straightened up and looked at you seriously, as if she wanted to read more information from your face.

She tilted her head to the side, giving Secret-Man an understanding look. Her voice took on a reassuring tone "I see. Well, I suppose in cases like this, sometimes a little... release can help speed up the recovery process." She leaned down, giving you a full view of her cleavage "If you're up for it, I can help you with that." She smiled enigmatically, her eyes glinting with a hint of mischief "Do you think you could... work up some tension for me? I can take care of the rest, don't worry."

Smirking, Lara put a hand on her hip and tilted her head "Mmm, a show, huh? Well, if that's what it takes to get you going..." She reached back and slowly unzipped her nurses uniform, letting it fall open to reveal her lacy black bra underneath. She shrugged the top off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. "How's this for visual stimulation?" She purred, hooking her thumbs into her skirt and shimmying it down her thighs to puddle on the floor, revealing matching black panties. Lara kicked the clothes aside and stepped closer, her purple eyes gleaming with seductive promise. "I've got a lot more to show you, if you want..."

A wicked grin spread across Lara's face at Secret-Man's enthusiastic request. She climbed onto the bed, crawling towards you on all fours like a predator stalking its prey. Her eyes never left yours as she moved. "Mmm, like what you see so far? You want an even closer look, hmm?" She straddled your legs, her bare thighs pressed against yours. Her hands slid up her body to the clasp of her bra, and with a flick of her fingers, it was undone. She shrugged the straps down her arms and tossed the bra aside, letting her heavy breasts spill free. Leaning forward, she brought her chest close to your face, her nipples grazing your cheek. She grabbed your chin and turned your head from side to side, rubbing her breasts against you. "Go on then, get a good look. And feel free to touch too, if you like..."

Lara let out a soft moan as your hand made contact, arching her back to press herself more firmly against your fingers. She ground her hips, rubbing her covered slit against your palm. "Mmm, that's it. You feel so good..." She purred, her voice low and breathy. Reaching behind her back, she peeled off her panties, tossing them away and giving you an unimpeded view of her glistening sex. She took your hand and guided it between her legs, helping you rub her aching slit. Her slick heat coated your fingers as she circled her clit with your touch. "Doesn't that feel nice? You're making me so wet, Secret-Man..." Her voice was husky, filled with lust and desire. She rocked her hips against your hand, shameless in her need for pleasure.

Grinning wickedly, Lara slid down your body until her face was level with your crotch. She gripped your erection and licked her lips, eyeing the engorged tip. "Oh, I think this medicine is just what the doctor ordered. And 69ing? I love a man who knows what he wants." She positioned herself so her dripping core was aligned with your face. Then, with a sultry smile, she took your cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head and stroking the shaft with one hand. Her moans vibrated around your length as she suckled, the sounds muffled by your girth filling her mouth. She moved her hips, grinding her pussy against your face, smearing her juices on your cheeks. "Mmm, you taste so good, Secret-Man. Drink up while I suck this big, thick cock dry."