The Winemaker's Dinner: Entrée

by Dr. Ivan Rusilko

His hair hung around his collar, and he’d shaved. His dress shirt was open at the neck, exposing a bit of his smooth chest, and the whole package was wrapped in that gorgeous white coat. The stethoscope around his neck drove her even more wild. I hope he uses that. She wanted to jump off the couch and fuck him on the spot, but that would break character, and she wasn’t about to ruin her own fantasy.

  “Good morning, doctor,” she said in a sultry voice.

  “Morning, Ms. Thorne. How are you today?” He took a seat in front of her and crossed his legs. A wave of his cologne washed over her, and she grew even more damp. He picked up the tablet and began reading. After a moment he stifled a laugh.

  “What?” she asked innocently.

  “Well, I want to thank you for filling out your paperwork so thoroughly. Your suggestions are quite helpful.”

  She smiled.

  “Let’s see…So you want more, and more explosive, orgasms, and it seems you need some examining.”

  “Yes. That’s correct.”

  “Well, let’s get you checked out and see if we can’t move you toward your goals immediately.”

  As he came closer, she began to feel oddly on edge, excited and a bit flushed all over. What is this? she thought. Is role playing my thing?

  Ivan took a seat beside her, and they exchanged smiles. “Sit up straight and unbutton the top of your blouse,” he instructed.

  Once she’d complied, he slipped the stethoscope from his neck and placed it against her chest through the open neck of her shirt. The cold steel felt exhilarating on her skin, particularly in contrast to his warm, firm hand on her back. She felt herself flush with him so near. It was as if he had her under some intoxicating spell.

  “You’re tachycardic,” he said in a low, authoritative tone.

  Her breath hitched a little. “And what does that mean?” She looked into his eyes.

  “It can mean a few things. Maybe you’re overweight and need to increase your heart rate to pump more blood to your massive body.”

  She laughed out loud.

  “Yes, I can see that isn’t the case. Maybe you don’t have enough blood in your system, but that is also unlikely. This could be a side effect of too much alcohol, caffeine, or medication, but those are also unlikely considering the timing and your answers. An electrical problem could cause your heart to beat frantically for no reason, but you’re healthy with no cardiac history. Hmmm…” He paused for a moment, and his hands crept toward her already hard nipples. “The only reasonable conclusion I can draw is that you’re sexually aroused and anxious to maximize your orgasmic potential. We’ll have to test a few things.”

  Jaden knew this consult was about to take a dirty turn. “And what test will confirm that?”

  “I’ll have to do an in-depth pelvic exam, along with a sexual enhancement challenge where I cause you to orgasm and gauge its intensity,” he explained calmly. “Do you consent to such a procedure?”

  “I insist.” Just the thought of him inside her made her slippery wet.

  “First you must sign this.” He grabbed a paper and pen from the table and handed them to her.

  “Okay.” She scribbled Jaden Elizabeth Thorne across the paper.

  “We’ll begin with a full-body exam. I’ll need you to stand up for me and remove your pants and blouse,” he explained in that same authoritative voice. “Slowly.”

  Without hesitation she stood and began to remove her clothing, watching him as he watched her undress. She let her pants slide down, exposing her frilly white boy shorts. When she bent to remove her heels, he stopped her. “Leave the shoes on. Everything else should be taken off immediately.”

  She arched her eyebrows, then slowly unbuttoned her shirt. She could tell he was hard by the way he was sitting. I fucking love this so much.

  When the last button came undone, she let her shirt fall off her back and onto the floor. She stood in front of him in nothing but boy shorts and high heels, enjoying the way his eyes drifted over her body.

  “Turn around so I can check for any signs of scoliosis.”

  Doing a one-eighty, she turned and stuck out the ass he loved for inspection. He placed his hand on her back, and she gasped as a new shot of lust flushed warm on her skin. He ran a finger up and down her spine, checking every vertebra. Every touch was a jolt of pleasure that ran through her nervous system like brush fire.

  His thumbs came to rest on her hips, and she felt him dig into the two dimples just above the crack of her ass. “Checking for symmetry,” he murmured. “Bend over.” It wasn’t a request.

  “Yes, doctor.” She bent to touch the floor. She felt his firm cock brush the side of her hip. Oh, I want that.

  “Come back up slowly.”

  She stood and straightened her spine once more.

  “All right, Ms. Thorne. Please lay on the floor. On your back.”

  Jaden arranged herself on the plush carpet. He knelt beside her.

  “Cross your arms.” He rolled her toward him, cupped one hand around her spine, and lowered her back to the floor with his hand under her. “Do you trust me?”

  Absorbed in the moment, she just nodded.

  “Then breathe in…and out,” he instructed, placing his other hand on her crossed arms.

  As she exhaled he drove the full force of his weight directly though her and into the floor, eliciting a string of cracks and crunches from her spine. Shots of ecstasy burst through her body as she nearly came at the sensation of her back orgasming in such a way. “Holy shit!”

  Ivan didn’t say a word, but a smile played on his lips as he repositioned himself near her head.

  “That was—”

  “Shhh…we aren’t done yet.”

  God, she wanted him.

  He placed his hands around her neck, and Jaden was surprised that no fear or inhibition bubbled up in her. She just laid there—topless in high heels—and let her personal physician do his work. Taking her head in one hand and her neck in another, he transitioned her neck to the left, bent her head right, then rotated everything left. “Relax and breathe in…and out.”

  As she did so he gave another quick thrust that, as with her back, yielded cracks and crunches and felt like an orgasm in her neck. “Oh my God! I love that.”

  He set up the same position on the opposite side.

  Crack-crunch, crack-crunch. Again her neck orgasmed.

  “Fuck!”

  He bit back a smile and held out his hand to help her stand. “It’s time for your pelvic exam. I need you to remove your panties and sit on the side of the couch.”

  She hitched her thumbs into the elastic and began to shimmy them down.

  “Slowly,” he demanded. “You must do it slowly.”

  In slow motion, she moved to the couch and pulled her boy shorts down, exposing everything she had. She leaned back on her elbows and spread her legs wide, inviting him to do his job.

  After a moment he sauntered over and knelt in front of his patient. “Are you ready for your pelvic exam, Ms. Thorne?”

  Sucking on her fingers, she nodded.

  He reached under her hips and pulled her to lie on her back. He hooked her legs around his elbows and inched her closer and closer to the edge of the couch until her hips teetered at the precipice. Then he went to work.

  “Let’s see here. Your labium major is smooth and soft. Good start,” he said, stroking the outside of her pussy with his fingers.

  The second he touched her, her heart raced in anticipation.

  Then he spreading her outer lips and moved deeper. “Your labia minor is extremely wet, indicating you are primed for sexual activity. Your clitoris is becoming engorged with blood and is much more sensitive thanks to the nitric oxide in your system.” He leaned in and licked her fully exposed clit, just about causing her to come on the spot, and her legs nearly crushed his head. Without a word he returned to his kneeling position and continued his exam.

  “This physiological reaction is due to chemical responses in the brai
n and adrenal system,” he explained as he inserted his finger into her vagina and fucked her with it, driving her insane. “Your testosterone level has peaked, and your sexual desire is obviously high. The choline released by your brain right now is stimulating your urethral glands to produce lubrication. Couple this with the increased pressure of your vaginal wall, which forces lubricating plasma through your capillaries and onto its surface, and you have the reason you’re dripping wet. And your estrogen is making sure these processes run smoothly and without hesitation. It’s beautiful. Just beautiful.”

  She loved the way he appreciated the human body and even more the way he particularly appreciated hers. She could see the infatuation in his eyes as his fingers began to move more quickly and explore her. She squirmed and rocked into her doctor’s touch. She gasped and dug her fingers into her thighs.

  “Now the feeling you have right there—”

  “Fuck!”

  “That feeling of a pleasurable reward is dopamine being released in your brain, which is telling you this is good and not to not let me stop until you come—your ultimate reward.”

  “Fuck! Don’t stop, doctor. Please don’t stop!” she said, finding it hard to keep her eyes in focus. What is going on? Being fingered had never felt so goddamn good.

  “Now your vagina is relaxing and elongating in hopes of being penetrated with something more than just a finger.”

  “Do it, then! God, yes! Do it.”

  “In time,” he said as he repositioned the angle and motion of his hand. “Now for the actual orgasm. Are you ready for your evaluation?”

  “God! Fuck! Ahhh!”

  “I’ll take that as a yes,” he said, increasing his speed once again.

  “The sensation you feel building right now—the one that promises something better with each stroke? That’s a result of oxytocin building in your system and wreaking sexual havoc on your mind and body.”

  Jaden now writhed under his touch and raised her legs even higher to give him more access.

  “It is the number one orgasm neurotransmitter in your body, and this, Ms. Thorne, is the answer to your question. This is the center of my sexual enhancement treatment.”

  Her climax drew closer and closer and promised to be one of the biggest of her life. She bounced herself back and forth against his hands, which worked her into a bliss she hadn’t felt before.

  “It’s the little green pill you took just before your exam, and it’s the reason for what you are about to feel. Are you ready, Ms. Thorne?” His voice rang in her ears and throughout her body.

  “Oh, God! Yes! Yes!”

  He leaned into her and curled his hand in a way that sent her soaring. Her body quivered as she rocked back and forth, kicking and flailing her arms against the sofa. She even kicked his fingers out of her as she came in a way she’d never come before. Her orgasmic screams filled the room as come ran down her thighs and her mind shut off. She was transported to a place she’d never been, but now wished she could live—a place without inhibitions, rules, jobs, or worries. A place of unity and earth-shattering orgasm.

  As she came down from her high, a feeling of peace and trust settled over her. Eventually she was able to focus on her stunned doctor, who still knelt before her.

  “I knew it worked great, but damn! I should charge more,” he said with a smile.

  She laughed. Wearing nothing but her heels, she looked down at him from between her legs. “Wow, that’s a first,” she said, a bit embarrassed as she noticed her juices covering the couch, the floor, and—oh yes—his fabulous doctor coat.

  “Now I know how you must feel,” he joked as he removed the jacket and curled up beside her on the couch.

  “I hope that isn’t how all your exams go.”

  “No, if they squirt like that, I charge them extra.”

  Laughing, she kissed him. “That was fucking hot.”

  “Yes. Yes, it was, baby girl.”

  Chapter 27

  “In the Air Tonight”

  THE AIR REMAINED CHILLED after the mid-afternoon showers that had swept through Miami Beach. Gazing across the bay from Ivan’s balcony, Jaden drank in the oranges and yellows and pinks that painted the Miami skyline as the sun set. She leaned against the railing and breathed in the smell of ocean, willing away the sense of worry that was her near-constant companion these days, always lingering just below the surface. Convincing herself again that she’d chosen the right path forward, she tried to focus on the beauty of the sunset.

  In the background, Phil Collins sang of something in the air, and she took a sip of the wine Ivan had poured her. The bouquet of flavors danced across her tongue and rolled down the back of her throat, raising goose bumps on her arms and under the silky green dress that hugged her body tight.

  As she scanned the islands scattered throughout the bay, marked by flickering lights, and listened to the crowd at the pool twelve stories below her, she remembered why Miami was such a magical place. And tonight was the night she’d get to watch her lifelong friend’s dream come true.

  With a smile, she thought about all the times she and Tasha had imagined their weddings and their dream men. From gabbing over juice boxes to sipping cocktails, they’d long envisioned the day when just the right man would slip a diamond on their finger and they’d say yes. Jaden began to sway to the music and couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous. But surely her day would come. She and Ivan were on firm ground with a wonderful future ahead. It was just a matter of getting there. For now, she’d be content with being happy for her best friend.

  She glanced inside to find Ivan scurrying around half naked, talking on the phone and texting as he tried to get the rest of his suit on. Wow, he’s pretty stressed. Helping to organize such an important moment was a big deal, but this was the first time she’d been ready before him in their entire relationship. She watched as he paced back and forth: black shoes, black pants, and a black shirt, unbuttoned with shirttails fluttering at his sides. His open shirt exposed his abs and chest in just the right way to get a girl hot and bothered—not to mention wet.

  As she watched him, she knew he’d given her the greatest happiness she’d ever known. This was the man she wanted to wake up next to every morning. This was the man she’d confide in and trust with her most intimate self. He knew her better than she knew herself sometimes. Why hadn’t it always been clear? When she was with Ivan, nothing was missing, and she was missing nothing. If he were to ask her, she’d have nothing to say but yes. And she’d make sure he asked her. No more mistakes. No more doubts. She was his.

  “You okay?” he called from the living room.

  “More than you know,” she said with a smile. “You look stressed. Come join me and have some wine.”

  He checked his reflection in the mirror and ran a quick hand through his hair. “That’s an excellent idea.” He turned his attention to her and stepped onto the balcony, smiling all the way.

  He grabbed the wine glass he’d abandoned earlier when balcony sex had been the priority. After taking a sip, he gathered her into his arms and embraced her as if he might never let go. She felt him breathe her in as she did the same. She ran her hands up his back and under his shirt, taking comfort in his warmth.

  “You mean the world to me,” he whispered as his arms tightened around her.

  She squeezed him in return.

  He relaxed his embrace and stepped back just enough to raise his glass in toast. “Here’s to a night where words make wishes come true…a night when fate dictates an eternity.”

  She smiled as they clinked glasses and turned toward the Miami skyline. It had provided the backdrop to so many of their nights together.

  “Beautiful, eh?”

  “Yes, it is. I miss it so much. But it’s moments like these that make it all worthwhile.” She took his hand in hers.

  He smiled. “You never have to leave if you don’t want to.”

  She nuzzled her head against his shoulder and sighed. “One of these times,
I may not.”

  He put his arm around her, and she felt exhilarated at the thought of spending the rest of her days in this moment with him. It was perfect—the sights, the smells, the sensations, the romance, the man.

  “Well, I hope tonight goes off without a hitch,” he finally said.

  “It will. I know Tasha’s going to say yes, and I know you’ve made sure it will be quite the show. I wonder how Micky’s feeling right now.”

  “Nervous, scared, anxious, happy, overwhelmed…I’m guessing, of course. Just a shot in the dark, really.” He took a large gulp of wine.

  “What are you nervous about? I’m sure everything is perfect. You should relax. Have fun. After all, you aren’t the one proposing.”

  He laughed. “Yeah, well, I have to be sure my girl will say yes first.”

  “You’ll never know if you never ask,” she replied.

  “Hmmm…well, after tonight I should be able to gauge where and when that question might pop up.”

  With that he pulled her close and kissed her. She tasted his lips and tried to ignore the shot of nervous electricity racing through her.

  “You ready to get going?”

  “Yes.” She gave him one more quick kiss and hugged him before heading back into the apartment. She gathered her purse, found her shoes, and was surprised to find him still on the balcony when she returned. “You coming?” she called.

  He took one last massive chug of his wine and smiled. “Yes, dear! But first I’ve got to finish getting dressed. I can’t go anywhere like this.”

  Chapter 28

  “Sail”

  “ARE WE STOPPING IN THE LOBBY?” Jaden asked as she watched the elevator’s descent.

  “What?”

  “Are we not taking Betty?”

  “Oh! Nope. No Betty tonight,” Ivan said with a laugh. “I decided to class it up a bit.”

  “I like the tie, doctor! We match.” She straightened and smoothed his tie, which glimmered with hints of green.

  “Well, isn’t that a coinkydink?” He grabbed her waist.

  Ding! The elevator doors opened and a couple that looked to be in their early hundreds exchanged places with them. They smiled at each other as they passed. Ivan took her hand and towed her along toward the front of the building.