Hannah was gently stroking my cock, saying, "You don't need to stress about this. You look like you hit the gym a lot, right?"
"Yeah, I used to go regularly, but work's been crazy lately, so I haven't had the time. Is that gonna mess with our sex life?"
"Not in the short term, but don't worry, I'll give you a full check-up later to see what's up."
"Alright." I nodded, closing my eyes to focus on the sensation of Hannah's hand on me.
Hannah definitely knew what she was doing. Her hand moved with just the right pressure, making it feel like a mix between a massage and a handjob.
"So good."
"I'm using a special technique. You'll cum soon, and then we can do a thorough check-up."
"Okay." I lay back, trying to channel all my energy to my cock, waiting for that release.
After about ten minutes, I still wasn't close, and I could tell her hands were getting tired.
"This is weird, why haven't you cum yet?"
"I don't know, I usually don't take this long."
"Let me keep going for a bit." Hannah switched hands, gripping my cock and continuing her rhythmic strokes.
Her small hands wrapped around me, leaving part of my cock exposed, but her touch was so soothing, it was like nothing I'd felt before.
"So good... It feels amazing." I moaned softly, almost forgetting about the need to cum.
Another ten minutes passed, and still nothing. Hannah's hands were clearly sore.
"This is strange, it's been twenty minutes. Why haven't you cum yet? My hands are killing me."
"Maybe it's the gloves? Try taking them off."
She hesitated but then nodded. "Alright, but you need to really focus on cumming."
"Got it." I nodded, and she took off her gloves, tossing them in the trash. She sat beside me, leaned over, and started stroking me again with her bare hands.
"Your hands are so soft... tighter... harder... faster... faster."
"So good!"
The room was filled with my moans. I'd never moaned like this before, and I couldn't help it.
I'd been with a lot of women recently, tried all sorts of positions, but nothing compared to Hannah's hands. It was even better than actual sex.
After another ten minutes of rubbing, Hannah's hand was sore again, so she switched hands and kept going.
This time, she upped the intensity to make me cum faster, and after some tension, a few drops finally dripped out.
"There's hope!" Hannah said excitedly, putting more effort into it.
I was relieved too. I still had to get home, eat, talk to Scarlett about moving out, and then head to Mia's place. If I got back too late, Scarlett would definitely call me.
But after another ten minutes, nothing. If it weren't for the cum on her hand, I would've thought the earlier bit was just a fluke.
"This is so weird, why can't you cum again?"
"Maybe try using another part of your body?" I suggested, glancing at her pussy.
Hannah followed my gaze, then quickly closed her legs and covered herself with her hands.
"No, I... I have a husband."
"It's okay, I won't go inside, just rub on the outside to get the cum out. Is that alright?"
She hesitated for a few seconds, then slowly moved her hands away and nodded. "Okay. But no penetration."
"Don't worry, I promise." I sat up, leaned against the wall, and patted the edge of the bed. "Come on, sit here. Once I cum, I'll head home. We can do the full check-up next time. It's getting late, don't let it mess with your schedule."
"Okay," Hannah nodded and stood up, bending over with one hand on the bed as she took off her shoes one by one.
Then she lifted her nurse's skirt up to her waist, revealing she wasn't wearing any safety shorts, and her panties were a thong.
"Nice thong, now get on my cock," I said, holding my cock upright and urging her.
"Alright." Hannah nodded, stood up, and then sat on my lap, moving her ass towards my cock. She pulled her panties side, revealing her red pussy and I rubbed my cock against it.
Hannah's pussy pressed against my cock, her hands on my thighs, leaning back to feel the sensation.
"Your cock is so hot... the tip is so big... so thick!"
I rubbed against her pussy for about ten minutes, still not feeling like cumming, but her legs were getting numb.
"I haven't cum yet... my legs... they're numb."
"Not yet... it'll take a bit more time. If your legs are numb, why not put your feet on my shoulders?"
"But... you're... you're a patient." Hannah seemed a bit flustered from the rubbing.
"It's fine, just keep quiet and I will too. No one will know. And we're just doing an examination, not having sex."
Hannah slowed down, looking conflicted.