Let's Have Sex Before I Die

In April 2018 my doctor urgently sent me to the hospital to see an oncologist because he suspected me of having cancer.

When I arrived in the hospital waiting room of the hospital I was soon called by my doctor. Damn, she was hot! After talking for a few minutes about my complaints, she told me that she had to do a medical examination and that I had to lay down on the treatment table. During her examination she touched me all over my body. When she touched my groins for any irregularities I couldn't help getting a hard one. She saw this and I saw a little grin on her face. When finished with her examination she told me that we had to await the results of the blood test and that she would call within a few days.

A few days later my telephone rang. It was my doctor and she told me that I had to come to the hospital the same day because she had bad news. When I saw her she was still so hot! She told me that I was diagnosed with melanoma, an aggressive form of skin cancer which had spread to my lymph nodes what made my chances of surviving my disease slim.

All I could think about at that moment was having sex with my doctor right there in that room at her docters table.

Kind regards,

Lieven

P.S. That I was diagnosed with skin cancer is the true part of the story. However at this moment I'm doing fine again. I feel so fine that I would love to be a performer in my own fantasy.