In the hushed corridors of a European hospital, a nurse, craving more than just patient care, sneaks into the doctor's office. She finds him, weary from his shift, and offers a "professional" massage. Kneading his tense shoulders, she leans in, her breath hot on his ear. "You're very tense, doctor," she purrs, her hands wandering lower. He stiffens, not from tension, but arousal. She turns him around, her eyes locking onto his bulging pants. "Let me help with that," she whispers, unzipping him. Her tongue flicks out, tasting him, before she takes him deep, her head bobbing in the dim office light.