Romance: My First Time With The Tycoon

by Ally Nelson

  Chapter Two

  Dr. Goodfreid’s office wasn’t difficult to find, and April ended up being early. Better than being late, she thought as she locked her doors and made her way into the building. Her body was already keyed into what was happening, and she felt a sensation of arousal move through her. She knew her face had a slight flush to it; it always did when she was excited or turned on, and, right now, she was both.

  The receptionist was an older woman, and April wondered if she had any idea what was going on behind the closed doors of Dr. Goodfreid’s exam room. Probably not, judging by her austere clothing and overall appearance. The woman had looked up at her when she walked in the door—April was the only client in the waiting room—and smiled.

  “Hello there,” she said, her features softening with the smile. She’s actually kind of pretty, April caught herself thinking. “You must be April West.”

  “Yes, that’s me,” April said. “I have an appointment with Dr. Goodfreid at eight thirty.”

  “Yes, dear, I’ve got you right here,” the woman said. “There’s no co-pay for the exam, so you can just have a seat. The nurse will call for you when they’re ready.”

  At the mention of Nurse Tricia, April felt her smile widen and butterflies float around in her stomach. She nodded and thanked the receptionist, then sat down in the nearest chair. She was surprised at her nervous reaction to the fact that she would be seeing Tricia soon. April took out her phone and busied herself getting caught up on text messages. She had been dating a guy, Elliot, off and on lately, and he’d sent two messages while she’d been asleep. The first was to find out if she wanted to get together that night, and the second was to find out if she wanted to get together tonight. Apparently someone was craving a booty call, she thought. She clicked the ‘reply’ button on her phone and sent a quick message.

  “Tonight would be fun. Pick me up at 7? Looking forward to seeing u.”

  “April?” a male voice said her name, and April looked up. The door to the exam rooms had opened, and a male nurse stood in the doorway, looking expectantly at her. Still, she was surprised enough that she looked quickly around the room, which was still empty, for another April.

  “Yes, that’s me,” she said, not moving.

  “Dr. Goodfreid is ready to see you,” the male nurse said.

  “Oh, okay,” April said. She could hear the confusion in her own voice. Where was Tricia? Who was this guy? As she walked with the male nurse, she checked him out. He was fairly good looking, April decided. His scrubs were short sleeved and revealed strong forearms and biceps that were the result of regular workouts. His hair was black and was maybe a little longer than it should be; it curled around his ears and neck, and the length over the rest of his head betrayed a natural wave.

  “I’m Raul,” he said. “Can I get a height and weight on you?” They stood at the scale and April sighed. Her favorite part. She slid her shoes off and set her purse on top them. As she stood on the scale, she mentally calculated how much her clothes probably weighed and subtracted that, plus another pound just for good measure. She knew that she had gained some weight, gotten curvier, since her last appointment. According to Tricia, her curves were in all the right places.

  “Where’s Tricia? I mean, Nurse Tricia?” April asked, trying to keep her voice even.

  Raul recorded her weight, then asked her to stand with her back to the height chart on the wall.

  “Height and weight are perfect,” he said, leaning in close to her to look at the number at the top of her head. He was about six inches taller than she was, easily six feet, and when he leaned in to her, she caught a whiff of a light soap or cologne. It was nice.

  “Nurse Tricia is on a well-earned vacation,” Raul said. “She’s in Bermuda for the week.”

  “Oh,” April said, her disappointment evident in her tone even to her. “Oh, I mean, that’s great. Really great for her.” Inside, her mind was reeling; what was today’s appointment going to be like now? Nothing like last time, that was for sure. Immediately, all of her anxiety over a ‘normal’ appointment came back and she felt her heart begin to race.

  “Are you all right?” Raul asked. He must have noticed her reaction, and she steadied herself with a deep breath.

  “I’m fine,” April said. “Just a little lightheaded there for a second.”

  “Let’s get you into the exam room,” Raul said with a concerned look on his face.

  “I’m really okay,” April put a smile on her face and reassured him. “I didn’t eat breakfast this morning, that’s all.”

  “You didn’t need to fast for this appointment, you know,” he said.

  “Yeah, I know; I just overslept.” She blushed and looked into Raul’s eyes. His look of concern was very sweet. “I’m good, I promise.”

  Raul echoed all of the same actions April remembered Tricia doing during her first visit. That visit was etched in her mind, though she doubted she’d be able to say the same about this visit.

  “Okay, there’s a gown on the exam table. Put it on and leave it untied in the back. Make sure you remove your bra and panties. Dr. Goodfreid will be in shortly; it should be just a few minutes while he wraps up with another patient.”

  “Okay,” April said. “Will… will you be in the room with us while he does the exam?”

  He smiled gently at her and put his hand on hers. “For the exam part, yes, but not during the initial conversation. If you have anything to share with him confidentially, you’ll have the opportunity to do so. Is that okay?” he asked. “Dr. Goodfreid said that he didn’t think you would mind.”

  April smiled. So, Raul knew how Dr. Goodfreid worked. Sitting face to face with him, April could see that Raul was actually better than fairly good looking; he was gorgeous. His eyes were as black as his hair, and his eyes, nose, and lips were in perfect proportion to one another. She looked into his eyes and saw a kindness in them as well. He was looking right back into hers, and she found herself wondering what he was seeing in them. His hand was warm on hers, and she wiggled her fingers subtly.

  “Okay,” Raul said, breaking the energy between them. “I’ll let you get changed.” His voice was soft and he stood up, smiled at her, and left the room.

  April sat for a moment, then stood to change into the gown. She picked it up; it was the same flimsy material she remembered from her last exam. She removed her clothes, remembering how fast she had moved the last time to get out of her clothes and into the gown, afraid the doctor would walk in while she was changing and see her naked. She snorted with laughter. Heaven forbid he’d see me naked, she thought.

  She slid her arms through the gown, feeling the breeze from the open back on her ass. She hadn’t worn socks this time, so was completely naked except for the gown. She sat on the edge of the exam table, nervous with anticipation, waiting for Dr. Goodfreid and Nurse Raul to come back into the room.

  Chapter Three

  “Hello there, April,” Dr. Goodfreid said as he entered the exam room. April smiled and felt herself growing wet and incredibly turned on. In the six months since she’d seen him, Dr. Goodfreid had gotten hotter, though April would never have suspected that to be possible. The image she had of him in her mind, an image she thought had been burned into her brain forever, had been cheating her. It hadn’t captured the brightness of his hazel eyes, or how the smile lines and the lines at the corners of his eyes made him look incredibly distinguished, even though he was likely only about thirty-five years old.

  “It’s very good to see you,” he said.

  “Hi, Doctor,” April said. She felt the vibration of her words all the way to her clitoris, which woke up at the mention of the doctor. She squirmed on the exam table, trying to do it subtly, but Dr. Goodfreid noticed nearly everything with those hazel eyes.

  “You look like you’re ready to go,” he said, smiling. He stood directly across from her and only about a foot from her widened knees as she sat on the exam table. If he took a step forward, his hips wo
uld be between her knees… April let her mind drift to this possibility.

  “I’m definitely ready, Doctor,” she said in a low whisper. “But, I have to say, I’m not sure I like your new nurse.”

  Dr. Goodfreid chuckled. “Yes, I’m sure you think it’s a slight downgrade from Tricia. But, this is a one-time only thing; Tricia will be back the next time you come in, I promise. In the meantime, do you have any questions or concerns from a medical standpoint?” He stepped away from her and sat on the stool at the computer on the desk in the corner.

  April answered all of Dr. Goodfreid’s questions regarding her health, her weight gains (“It looks like you added padding in all of the right spots,” was his comment), and her sexual activity.

  “Are you currently sexually active?” he asked. Instead of keeping his eyes on the computer as he asked this, he swiveled on the stool and leaned back, his back against the wall, looking at her. Studying her.

  “Yes,” she said.

  “Are your current partner’s male or female?” he asked.

  April hesitated. Tricia didn’t exactly count as a current sexual partner… “Both,” she answered. “Though only male as of lately. The last two months or so.”

  “And was there just one female partner, or more?” he asked. He crossed his arms and watched her, his eyes locked on her own.

  “Just one,” she said. “A very good one.”

  “And do I know this female sexual partner of yours?” he asked, a playful smile at his lips.

  “Intimately,” she responded. She could feel the flush of arousal rising not just in her cheeks, but in her entire body. Her chest felt like it was on fire, in the best possible way; she felt the heat crawling from her core all the way to the top of her head. The gown suddenly felt cool against her skin, and the fabric lightly brushed her erect nipples. She shifted to force the gown to sway slightly, and shivered at the sensation in her nipples.

  “That’s what I thought,” he said. “I thought there was something more between you. I’m a little disappointed that you didn’t invite me to play along when you two engaged in your… extra-curriculars.” He looked at her as though it was a question, not a statement.

  “I was just along for the ride,” April answered honestly. She knew Dr. Goodfreid was just teasing her; she suspected that Tricia probably had invited him, at least once, and he’d declined. “I’m kind of submissive that way, as you know.”

  Dr. Goodfreid shifted on the stool and April smiled, feeling triumphant. She knew she was getting to him.

  “Submissive,” he said, almost quietly enough to make her think he was saying it to himself. “Yes, I know that you are very good at doing what you’re told to do.”

  They stared at each other for a moment suspended in time. Neither moved; April’s chest was constricted, but she felt like if she took a breath, she would ruin the moment and she wanted that moment to last.

  After a few moments, Dr. Goodfreid shifted and stood. “Well, Ms. West,” he said. “Go ahead and lie back on the exam table. I’ll go grab our nurse and we’ll complete your exam.” He smiled, one eyebrow arched, and then he was gone.

  April’s exhale exploded from her and she realized the reason her chest had felt constricted was because she had been holding her breath for who knew how long. She’d been a swimmer in junior high and high school and could hold her breath for several minutes. She laughed and laid back on the table. She stared at the ceiling and put her hands on her stomach. While she waited, she felt her nipples with her fingertips; they were hard as rocks. She smiled.

  When Dr. Goodfreid came back in with Nurse Raul, she looked between the two of them, trying to figure out what their game plan was. She was sure Dr. Goodfreid was straight, but she wasn’t sure about Raul. She decided the best game play would be to act exactly as she said she was: submissive. She sat back and waited to see how the exam played out.

  It started just as it had the last time, with Dr. Goodfreid washing his hands and telling her that he would do her breast exam first, then the pelvic, and then she would be “out of here.”

  “I’ll tell you what I’m doing as I do it,” he said, “so you don’t have to worry. Right now, I’m rubbing my hands together—”

  “So they don’t freeze my skin when you touch me,” April said flirtatiously. That was exactly what he had said to her during the first exam. Dr. Goodfreid looked at her quizzically, and then laughed, a small chuckle.

  “Yes,” he said. “Exactly. Good memory. I’m not going to be able to use old material on you, I can tell.” He looked at her meaningfully and she wondered about his intentions. Old material, she wondered… did that mean that this trip would not carry out the same way as the other exam? And, if that is what it meant, what would be different? What would be the same?

  Dr. Goodfreid pulled her gown down over April’s right shoulder and she saw a smile form at the corner of his lips as he drank in her breast and her nipple. He used his fingertips to pad around her breast in a circular motion.

  “Did you know, Nurse Raul,” Dr. Goodfreid said, his fingers warm on April’s breast, “that doctors use the pads of their fingers to do breast exams because the finger pads are the most sensitive part of the hand and fingers?”

  “That’s very interesting, Doctor,” Raul said. He, too, had his eyes on April’s breast, she noticed, but he, unlike Tricia, was not interacting with her. She remembered Tricia had been so supportive, smiling at her and letting her know things were going to be okay, that there was absolutely nothing to worry about during such a routine exam. She wondered, again, what Raul’s role would be in whatever happened after her exam was complete.

  Unlike the last time, Dr. Goodfreid did not cup her breast, nor did his index finger brush against her nipple. She waited for him to do so, but, after he had pressed a few more times with his sensitive finger pads, he pulled his hand away and drew her gown back up over her shoulder, then held the sleeve open so she could slide her arm through. He pulled the gown down on the left side and repeated the same exam as he’d done on her right breast. By the book. No extras. She tried to catch his eyes but, when she did, she couldn’t read the expression in them. He smiled at her.

  “There we go, April,” he said. “Everything feels normal, exactly as it should.” He patted her shoulder once it was covered again by the gown. “Now we’ll begin the pelvic exam, so, if you could, please slide your seat down to the very end of the table.” He walked to the end of the exam table and April heard the sound of metal on metal as he slid the stirrups out of their hiding spots within the exam bed.

  He washed his hands a second time, and followed that by putting gloves on. He moved the stool to the base of the exam table and sat down.

  “Spread your knees, April, just slowly.” He touched her knee cap as if to remind her where her knees were. She slid her knees apart. “Now scoot down just a few more inches.” She complied. She knew that he was taking her in, her wet, pink pussy so close to his face. “April,” he said. “I need you to come a little closer, then relax. You’re clenching.”

  He’s ordering me, she thought. In a way that Raul can’t understand. She wondered if her flirtation with Raul had been accidental, completely separate from the action she was expecting with Dr. Goodfreid. She glanced at Raul; he was still watching her, a small smile on his face.

  “Nurse, would you go stand by April’s head, please?” Dr. Goodfreid asked as he reached for the speculum. April heard him squirt jelly onto the speculum, and, as Raul stood by her shoulder, she felt the doctor’s hand touching her pussy.

  “I’m going to touch, then you’ll feel the speculum,” he said. She smiled and looked at the ceiling, then she closed her eyes. In her mind, she left the exam room and went to a tropical paradise… a beach, with crashing waves and bright sunshine. She imagined herself on a towel in the sand with Dr. Goodfreid’s face between her bent knees, cupping her pussy beneath her black bikini, then sliding a small, silver vibrator inside as Raul, a server for the nearby boa
thouse, walked by with cocktails that looked refreshingly cold and delicious.

  “Does that feel okay?” Dr. Goodfreid asked. His hair had a golden tint to it in the sunlight and he squinted at her from between her legs.

  “It feels,” divine, she thought, “just fine,” she said.

  “I’ll be just a moment here. I’m going to take the speculum out. Raul,” Dr. Goodfreid began. “I forgot I told Faye that I would have our notes from yesterday finished by nine this morning, and I completely forgot.” As he talked, he rubbed the sides of April’s pussy with his fingers. The pressure of the speculum along with the sensation of his fingers felt immensely pleasurable, and April did everything she could to keep from moaning or moving around. “Could you go take care of that? She’ll be less angry if it’s you who dropped the ball and not me.”

  Raul looked at the doctor, then looked back at April. She smiled at him to let him know she was absolutely fine—more than fine, thank you—if he got the hell out of there.

  “Sure thing, Doc,” Raul said. “April, it was nice to meet you.” He held her gaze for a moment and she could see in his eyes that he wanted to stay, that he was thinking of reasons why he might be able to, but he was coming up empty. She would have felt a little bad for him if she hadn’t been so busy building to an orgasm she expected to come within the next five minutes if Dr. Goodfreid kept up the way he was.

  As soon as Raul left, Dr. Goodfreid removed the speculum and began to massage her pussy with his hand.

  “I didn’t want to share you,” Dr. Goodfreid said. “Relax your hips.”

  April did as she was told, and smiled. “What are you going to do to me next, doctor?”

  Dr. Goodfreid smiled and began to kiss the insides of her thighs. This was April’s fantasy come true once again; he was going down on her at an angle where he had direct, unique access to her clit. He licked her clit, alternating tongue swirls with gentle sucks, and she felt him slide two fingers into her. She groaned with pleasure.