07-19-2016, 03:24 PM
Eric sat at his desk strangely for a couple of hours, putting weight on one thigh as he sat forward and tried to keep his attention on the keyboard and computer monitor n front of him, barely noticing as he wiggled a bit with each contraction. Trying not to focus on it as much as he could, but it wasn't working at all and he could barely stand it any more as he soon pulled up a leg beneath him to hover slightly in his chair.The pressure was to much to sit on any more, he felt his hole spreading just a bit for the head to crown, he wouldn't be making it to twelve, not unless he just didn't push. Though that was getting more and more difficult to do, the prospect of pushing was just too great and he found himself in a losing battle, sweating and panting by the time only eleven thirty rolled around. He was glad that the patient's all went straight towards his colleague's desk and not his.
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