Romance: My First Time With The Tycoon

by Ally Nelson

  While she was pondering the stirrups, there was a quiet, quick knock at the door. It opened and Dr. Goodfreid walked in.

  “Good afternoon, Ms. West,” he said, and shook her hand. April’s eyes widened; Dr. Goodfreid was gorgeous. His dark, curly hair stood out against the top of his collar, indicating that it was time for a haircut. He had bright hazel eyes, and a perfect, straight nose. His teeth were white, but not unnaturally so; they were the teeth of someone who knew he was only given one set and he respected them.

  “Hi, Dr. Goodfreid, thank you for seeing me.”

  “No problem!” Dr. Goodfreid said brightly. “With Dr. Baker on vacation, I’ve been seeing quite a few of his patients.”

  Dr. Baker needed to go on vacation more often, April thought, as she felt herself flush and hoped that it was only internal; she couldn’t see the mirror in the exam room to know if she was blushing. She felt a light wetness between her legs and stiffened; while being a little wet would probably make the exam easier, she was sitting on tissue paper. Anything that happened in that department, the good doctor would see it right away.

  Think about Dr. Baker; that should take care of it, she thought, and smiled.

  “Do you have any concerns today?” Dr. Goodfreid was asking her. He had seated himself at the computer in the room and was scanning her records.

  “Nope, just… well, this is my first pelvic exam.” Regardless of what Nurse Tricia had said, April braced herself for the lecture she feared was coming.

  “Ah, a virgin, huh?” Dr. Goodfreid didn’t even look away from the computer.

  “No!” April said, too loudly. Dr. Goodfreid turned to look at her. “I mean, no, I’m not a virgin.”

  “Sorry,” Dr. Goodfreid smiled. “I meant a virgin at exams. Bad joke.” When he smiled, his eyes crinkled at the edges in the most adorable way. April put his age around 35 or so. She wondered if he was straight or gay; she could see a doctor wanting to look at pussy all day go either way.

  “Ha,” April chuckled. “Funny. Yes, I guess in that way, I am a virgin.”

  “Are you having regular sex?”

  “Excuse me?”

  “Are you having regular sex right now? It’s a routine question.”

  “Um, no, I’m not.” None of her friends had told her that part of her pelvic exam would be admitting that she hadn’t had sex in ages, and he had caught her off guard with the question enough that she hadn’t even thought to lie.

  “That’s okay, it’s overrated.” Dr. Goodfreid winked at her, standing and walking to the door. “I’m going to go grab a nurse and then we’ll get started.” He opened the door and closed it again. April put her hands to her face and shook her head.

  “Jesus Christ, could I be more awkward?” No, she decided. More awkwardness was not possible. Of course, she thought, I haven’t had a cold piece of metal shoved into me and cranked open yet, so there’s always the possibility things could get worse…

  The door opened and Dr. Goodfreid came back in with Nurse Tricia behind him. Tricia closed the door and stood next to it. With Tricia in the room, April felt a small wave of calm come over her. She knew that, no matter what, she had a focal point and a place to put her attention for the duration of her exam.

  “All right, Ms. West,” Dr. Goodfreid said as he washed his hands. “Go ahead and lie back. We’ll do your breast exam first, then your pelvic, and then you’ll be out of here.”

  April’s stomach jumped; this was it. Her anxiety was back full force and she felt her heart pounding in her chest. She looked over at Nurse Tricia, who was looking at her and smiling. She mouthed ‘it’s okay’ to April, and gave her the “A-Okay” sign with her fingers. Deep breaths, April told herself. If Tricia said it would be okay, it would be okay.

  Dr. Goodfreid walked over to April and rubbed his hands together. “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 your skin when I touch you.”

  “That’s kind of you,” April said, trying to smile through her nerves.

  He grinned. “Nothing but the best for my patients,” he said. “Right, Nurse Tricia?”

  “Right-o, Doc!” she said. The two exchanged a look that April caught but didn’t quite understand. She wondered with a small spark of jealousy if they were sleeping together and decided that they probably were. She took a deep breath in and let it out slowly as the doctor pulled her arm from her gown and slid the gown down to expose her right breast. The air was cold, but the doctor’s fingers were warm, and April closed her eyes.

  Most of her friends had female doctors, and they were surprised when April had said her doctor for this particular exam was a man.

  “Well, I’m straight, right, so if I can just pretend that he and I have been out for drinks and he’s taken me back to his apartment to make out with me, I think the entire process will be far more relaxing,” she had said, laughing. Her friends laughed along with her and shook their heads.

  The doctor padded along her breast in a circle, and April shivered. When she did, her nipple grew erect immediately. She opened her eyes and looked up at Dr. Goodfreid. He was looking at her breast as he was working, but glanced at her when he saw her open her eyes. He smiled at her.

  “So, April, what do you do for a living?”

  His fingertips shifted on her breast, still moving in a circular motion but he brought up his other hand and pressed his palm against the edge of her right breast. His palm was warm and his fingers actually felt good, and, as April looked at his face lined with concentration, she felt the familiar wetness between her legs start up again. She shifted, and Dr. Goodfreid smiled down at her.

  “Everything okay?” he asked.

  “I appreciate the foreplay,” she joked, and then blushed. Seriously? she thought. Did you just say that out loud?

  Both the doctor and Nurse Tricia laughed.

  “Well, the surgeon general says that breast exams are a necessity for early detection of breast cancer, but that’s just a line; we really do them to warm you up for the speculum. Obviously.”

  April laughed with relief; thank goodness her doctor had a sense of humor.

  As they laughed, he continued moving his hand and the tip of his index finger brushed across her nipple. A spark of electricity burst through her, and her eyes widened. The doctor didn’t look at her or do anything differently, so she assumed it was an accident. Well, your nipples are hard enough to poke the man’s eyes out,” she scolded herself. What do you want from the guy?

  The doctor finished with her right breast and held the gown sleeve so she could put her arm through. He stayed where he was and pulled her gown back on the left side, repeating the same circular touching he had done on the right. When his fingertip grazed her left nipple, she arched an eyebrow at him. That was intentional, and they both knew it.

  She made a small noise in her throat and he looked done at her.

  “Sorry…?” he said, with a slight inflection at the end of the word, as if he wasn’t so much sorry as he was wondering if he should be sorry.

  “Why?” she asked. “No need to be.” She couldn’t believe how she was acting, but, honestly, if she could pretend that he was not a doctor but, rather, someone she was intimate with, wouldn’t that allow her body to relax more during the exam? And, the fact that she was very attracted to him, well, that just made the fantasy easier. If he was willing to play along, then she was pretty sure that this exam wouldn’t be even close to the nightmare she’d been expecting.

  And what about the sexy Nurse Tricia, she wondered? It was clear that her presence in the room was to ensure that Dr. Goodfreid kept his hands to himself, but she must have seen him graze her nipples with his fingertips. Is she in on it? Is she into it? April found herself hoping the latter. April had not been with a woman since college, but it wasn’t for a lack of interest, only a lack of accessibility. Nurse Tricia was just her type: slender with small but perfectly p
roportionate breasts, an athletic build, long dark hair. Her skin was creamy and looked unbelievably smooth.

  “I trust you; I’m pretty sure Nurse Tricia will take you down if you start getting too handsy, right Nurse Tricia?”

  All three laughed.

  “Yep,” Tricia agreed. “I’ll kick his ass.”

  Dr. Goodfreid smiled; “She’s done it before, and I suspect she’ll do it again.”

  They are definitely doing it, April thought, and smiled.

  “Well, then I have absolutely nothing to worry about,” April said.

  Dr. Goodfreid moved to the foot of the exam table and got to business.

  “Okay, April,” he said as slid the stirrups out from the sides of the exam table—so that’s where they are, April thought—and clicked them into place, “here’s the drill. Put your feet in the stirrups and slide your backside way down, almost to the end. Nurse, will you help her?”

  April bent her knees and slid down, putting her feet into the stirrups. She immediately felt a cool breeze across her vagina and she dropped her knees together. The stirrups were wide enough apart that her knees couldn’t quite touch, and she felt her anxiety return. She felt exposed and she took a deep breath to try to put herself back in the frame of mind that she was not in a doctor’s office, she was in a bedroom. She was not on an exam table; she was on a bed. She was not in a medical gown; she was in her lingerie. Dr. Goodfreid was not Dr. Goodfreid, he was Tobias Goodfreid, and he was going to fuck her silly.

  Nurse Tricia guided April down a bit further, and pulled the pillow beneath the tissue down so April could still lay her head on it. Tricia smiled at April and squeezed her hand. Reflexively, April squeezed back and held onto her hand while looking into Tricia’s eyes. Tricia nodded and didn’t pull her hand away.

  Dr. Goodfreid washed his hand again and then put gloves on. He came over to the exam table and sat on a stool between April’s legs.

  “Spread your knees, please,” he said gently. He looked up at April from between her legs and she looked at him; for a moment she imagined him going down on her—it was the same view—and she laughed.

  “Sorry,” she said. “Just nervous.”

  “That’s understandable,” Dr. Goodfreid said. “I’m going to touch the outside of your vagina now, April, and then we’ll start the exam.”

  April closed her eyes and went into her fantasy bedroom, where Dr. Goodfreid was Tobias Goodfreid and he was going to go down on her, finger fuck her, and then they would make love, because they were intimate with one another.

  In her fantasy, Dr. Goodfreid pressed his fingertips against her labia, just as he had done to her breasts. He parted her lips with his fingers and inserted his index finger first, then his middle finger. She breathed as she felt herself grow more wet, and she groaned against his touch. He was holding her hand and squeezing it. She opened her eyes and looked up at Nurse Tricia. She realized in a quick moment, that her fantasy was not a fantasy at all. Dr. Goodfreid had two fingers inserted in her vagina, and he was moving them slowly in and out, watching her. Based on how she felt, he had removed the glove somewhere along the way.

  Nurse Tricia moved a piece of hair off of April’s forehead. “You’re being very good, April. Is this how you thought it would be?”

  “Um, not exactly,” April said dreamily. “It’s better.”

  “That’s what we thought. We thought you would like this to be more informal, less clinical. If you ever start to feel uncomfortable, just say something, okay? We’ll stop. If you like it, tell me that, too.” She was still holding onto April’s hand, and she leaned down to kiss April’s forehead.

  April took that opportunity to lift her left hand, the one not being held by Tricia, and she cupped Tricia’s left breast with her palm. Tricia moved her lips to April’s and kissed her, slowly at first, light and gentle, then harder as April responded. Tricia leaned over April and pulled her hand away from her breast, then pressed both April’s hands down onto the exam table as she continued to kiss her. April felt Tricia parting her lips with her tongue and she responded by opening her mouth wider for Tricia to explore more deeply.

  April was aware of Dr. Goodfreid watching them kiss, and she felt him increase the speed of his fingers in her vagina. She pressed her hips closer to him and allowed her knees to drop open even more. As he continued to finger fuck her, he also allowed his thumb to breeze lightly across her clit. The first few times she felt it flutter over, she groaned with pleasure and responded by kissing Tricia harder. She was wet, she knew it, and knew that her arousal would soon begin to drip onto the doctor’s fingers, maybe even the floor, but she didn’t want to move or slide up because she didn’t want to pull away from him.

  “April,” Dr. Goodfreid said. “You are so, so sexy.” He stood and April heard the stool wheel away. She opened her eyes and watched him take off his white coat. He wore jeans and a collared polo beneath it, and he undid his belt quickly. He tossed both the coat and his belt onto the chair that held April’s clothes, and then he unzipped his jeans and undid the button. His cock escaped very willingly from his boxers. April saw the signs of his own arousal in small liquid dark spots on his boxers and her mouth began to water. She loved sucking cock. Loved swallowing cum. She felt a sensation of power when she was going down on a guy that she had never managed to capture anywhere else, and she fucking loved it. She knew a lot of women who didn’t like to give head and she didn’t understand it. If you can make your man come and you can literally have his manhood in your mouth, between your teeth, while you do it—well, what was more powerful than that?

  “Mmmmm,” she said, gazing hungrily at his cock, and then looking up at his eyes. His cock was huge and hard, and April knew that it had probably been hard from the moment Tricia had come over to hold her hand, if not longer. He liked to watch the women interact with one another.

  April lifted her chin and reached for Tricia with her hands, now both free. “Let me touch you,” she whispered to Tricia. “Take off your top.” Tricia wore a nurse’s smock over a regular shirt and white nursing pants. Without hesitating, Tricia took off the smock to reveal a tighter babydoll style t-shirt beneath. She turned to April and April watched her do a small strip tease, moving her hips and running her hands along her own breasts while both April and Dr. Goodfreid watched. April longed to pinch Tricia’s nipples, to lick and suck one as she pinched the other, to feel Tricia’s breath in her lungs and her arousal through her hard, erect nipples. When she stepped closer to April, she pulled her shirt off over her head and moved in so April could touch her.

  “Your breasts are perfect,” April whispered as she gazed admiringly at Tricia. If she was wet before, she discovered she was absolutely soaked now. Even more than the doctor’s cock, she was finding Tricia to be where her most active attraction lay. “Come here,” she said.

  Tricia stepped up onto the assistance stair on the exam table and straddled April. April took Tricia onto herself and began to do what she had, only moments before, fantasized about. She ran her thumbs over Tricia’s nipples, which were just as warm and hard as April had imagined. Tricia responded with a groan and squeezed her breasts closer together with her upper arms, giving April a view of her cleavage. Slowly, April added her index fingers to the fun and began to massage her nipples between her thumbs and index fingers. Tricia groaned louder and whipped her head back, her hair coming loose out of her bun. She reached up and pulled the ponytail holder that was containing the last of the bun, and her hair tumbled over her shoulders and her back. April smiled and wrapped her arms around Tricia’s shoulders. Tricia dropped onto April and began to grind up and down, side to side, as she pushed April back up toward the top of the exam table. April couldn’t see the doctor, but she suspected that he was sitting on the stool watching, stroking himself and admiring what had to be an incredibly glorious view of Tricia’s ass as it bobbed up and down thrusting against April.

  “Take your pants off,” April commanded, and blushed slightl
y. She felt like she was being very demanding. “Please,” she added.

  “You can give orders, April; I like that.” Tricia got to her knees and somehow managed to stay on the exam table while taking her pants off. She tossed them onto the pile of clothes growing in the corner, and then returned her attention to April.

  April sat up on her elbows and gazed at Tricia’s pussy. She was mostly clean-shaven, just a small strip of hair that wasn’t so much a landing strip as it was just a hint of decoration. Her pussy was pink and moist, glistening with her own arousal. April licked her lips, hungry for Tricia’s goodness to be close to her face, in her mouth. She wanted to lick Tricia from head to toe, and she gazed into Tricia’s eyes, communicating her attraction and her intentions to Tricia without any words at all.

  Tricia must have understood, because she pulled off April’s exam gown and pressed against her, skin to skin. April bent her knees and wrapped her legs around Tricia as they came together, their pussies grinding up and down against one another.

  “Oh God,” Tricia groaned. “Your pussy is so fucking hot.”

  “Likewise,” April agreed. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”

  The doctor came into view and handed Tricia a vibrator. April saw it and grinned.

  “Standard office equipment?” she asked.

  “Of course!” Dr. Goodfreid said. “At least for exams of this…type.”

  Tricia took it quickly and turned it on. The buzz filled the room and all three glanced toward the door.

  “It’s okay,” Dr. Goodfreid said. “The doors are soundproof enough. No one will know.”

  April’s mind was reeling. She came in today to get her stupid pelvic exam, something she had been dreading since she found out they even existed and that, as a woman, she was obligated to get them at least annually. Now, she was in the middle of having sex with a beautiful woman with perfect breasts, perfect skin, and a perfect pussy.