by Pamela Prim
The practice session was held at the auditorium Basiron; named after the famous Renaissance era French composer. Most of her colleagues were already unpacking their instruments and fine tuning them. The assistant conductor walked around passing over the day’s score. Laura unpacked her cello in the string section. An orchestra is like an army. Many sections make up the whole ensemble with the soloist being at the helm. The people in the hall were some of the best instrument players in the country. Laura and one other guy who played the bass guitar were the youngest at nineteen. It was a great honor to be there and they all knew it.
Clapping ensued when the conductor walked in. Pablo Emmanuel was an acclaimed conductor who'd won many prestigious awards. He looked the part; with a well cut fitting cream suit. The Italian was in his element. He went around personally saying hi to everybody. When he reached Laura he shook her hand. He was a handsome man, too handsome for a fifty year old. He obviously worked out as his body was sculpted in perfect dimensions. The cologne he wore was musky with a hint of earth. Or was it his aftershave? Laura could not tell. “Miss Laura, I'm glad you could join us." he said softly kissing her hand. Laura blushed struggling to say something. Why did she act like a schoolgirl in front of handsome men? "I was very impressed with your masterly of the cello," he continued. She blurted out a curtsy not knowing what to say. It was said that conductor Pablo could have any woman he wanted. Notwithstanding that he was married to a Czech super model. As he continued on Laura reprimanded herself. What was she thinking, drooling over a man old enough to be her father?
The orchestra roared to life, the symbols and notes coming alive in the capable hands of the players. The acclaimed soloist Madam Adeline was amazing, the cadenza was magnificent; that moment when all the instruments go quiet leaving only the soloist. The underlying theme was movement; going from one mood to the next. From the old to the new. Rehearsals always ended too soon for her, and it was time to go. Most of her colleagues had other gigs. Laura only played at the orchestra. She helped the librarian organize the sheet music when she had free time. The assistant director called her over as she was going to the records office. "Laura, please help me with today's score. I am really tied up." she asked.
"Be glad to." Laura affirmed.
Nobody was allowed to leave with the music sheets before a big performance. Somebody might leak it. The orchestra world was full of con artists, a new piece from a big composer like Pablo would fetch a pretty price particularly from the many 'music' magazines out there. One of the A3 sized sheets dropped to the floor. While picking it up, a sharp pain shot up her leg. She’d unknowingly put pressure on the swollen knee. Without meaning to Laura cried out in pain. The room went quiet several people rushing to her.
“What is wrong? Are you alright?” Somebody asked.
Everybody knew she was the youngest. They treated her like a kid sister. Now concern was in everybody's faces. Even the great Pablo was fussing over her.
“It is nothing. I had a minor car accident yesterday. Only a bit of swelling here.” she pleaded.
“A car accident? And you didn't think of telling us?" the assistant conductor, a motherly woman demanded.
Soon everything was getting blown out of proportion. “This is very serious. If it gets worse you could miss the main performance. Then where will I get another cello player who knows the music? You should rest this week. We will replace you as we cannot put you or the performance at risk” Pablo said after looking at her knee for a few seconds.
Laura wondered which of the two he was more concerned about. She explained for the umpteenth time that she was fine. After a lot of back and forth the assistant director came up with what seemed like a deal. Laura would see a doctor, get medication and if the doctor affirmed she was fit to perform then her practice would continue. The assistant wanted to know if Laura needed a ride to the hospital. Laura decided to take the taxi instead.
She knew they were only trying to help. All of them apart from Pablo who she thought was more worried about the performance. The taxi dropped her at the main entrance of Girts Medical center hospital. The entrance was right next to the ER. It seemed irresponsible to be bothering the hospital with her small problem while there were obviously people who needed the service more. Finally she worked up the courage and approached the reception. The nurse manning the desk gave her a card to fill up. Bless her aunt for keeping her health cover updated. The nurse glanced at her card and promptly issued her with a pass. “Doctor Mathew at room 51. A nurse will be over shortly to escort you.” She said. Laura waited on the bench.
A nurse carrying a file folder approached shortly. “Laura Daniels?” she inquired. Laura responded to the positive. “I am Agnes. Please follow me.” She gestured. Laura followed the black nurse down the hallway and finally round a corner. The room they were going through read “general physician". Inside was a couch with two people seated. They seemed to be a couple; Laura wondered what had brought them there. Agnes gave her a chair and went through a white door on the left; the doctor would see her soon. After a few minutes she realized why the couple was there. A boy of about four came out smiling. His hand had a cast which had just been applied. The young lad must have broken his arm. He stood there grinning at his parents when the doctor followed and gave them a prescription paper to take to the pharmacy.
"One more thing…,"he said to the boy just as they were about to leave. "I haven't signed your cast" the doctor took out a pen from his coat and made an autograph in the young boys cast. The boy broke out into a big smile delighted beyond words.
The Doctor glanced up at Laura and a lump formed in her throat. “It seems you're next. Miss err…" he asked.
“Me? Laura, Laura Daniels.” she stammered looking at the brown piercing eyes of the doctor. Why did she sound like a little girl?
“Come on in Miss Daniels, I'm Doctor Mathew.” he said with a smile, heading inside the office.
“Excuse me, should I bring in my handbag or leave it outside here?" Laura fumbled.
"It is okay, you can take it inside," Nurse Agnes replied with a smile.
The walls of the office were green. Besides the small desk, a chair and the file cabinet there wasn't any other furniture in the room. A white curtain ran along the length of the room partitioning it into two. Nurse Agnes gave the doctor her file.
He read it and looked at her. “What happened to your knee?" He asked.
Laura narrated her incident to him trying to avert her eyes from his piercing eyes. “And now without a medical clearance they will not allow me to play in the orchestra this weekend." She finished.
"You play in the orchestra?" The Doctor asked.
"Yes, I play the cello." She said with a hint of a smile.
"A cello player? That’s exciting work. I occasionally go to the orchestra myself, as a fan." The doctor countered.
Doctor Mathew knew most of the big performances in the Boston orchestra. "You are supposed to be in Tales of the Wind this weekend?" He asked.
Laura's face shone with happiness. “Yes, if I get the medical clearance." She said looking at him with her kindest eyes. The doctor laughed. He was definitely older than her, with grey strands of hair that appeared silver on the lining of his hair cut. The white coat he wore hugged his bulging shoulders, doctor Mathew exercised regularly it would seem. Laura was so lost in her assessment of him that he had to repeat again.
“Let me take a look at that knee." he was saying, gesturing to the curtain. The nurse escorted her to the other side of the partition, it comprised of only a small examination bed. Doctor Mathew took a deep sigh. What was happening to him; his heart was beating rapidly. The first time he had seen Laura in the reception, he'd caught his breath. She was very stunning in an innocent way. Her voice was gentle with a soprano he'd never heard before. He saw tens of female’s every day; why was Laura having such an effect on him. Doctor Mathew had lost his wife six months ago, and for the past couple of weeks he'd found himself remembering her more oft
en. Maybe this was the reason he was so infatuated with the oval eyed girl, the short skirt that showed her lovely legs could also have something to do with it.
Laura sat on the bed, and the nurse started taking her vitals. The nurse removed the thermometer from her mouth. Her body temperature was normal. Doctor Mathew came over, and knelt to take a look at the knee. He was breathing heavily as he felt the swollen part. His fingers circled the hard swell, Laura pulled her leg away.
"I'm sorry, is that painful? He asked looking at her. “yes, a little bit" she lied quickly looking at the green wall. She could not explain what she'd felt when his fingers had touched her, but it wasn't pain. The doctor took her leg again. “Let us check if there are any other swells on your leg." He said. Laura nodded in silence. He started from her ankle, working his way up. His fingers probing till he got to her knee. He avoided the problematic area, and went to her lower thighs. Laura gasped when his firm fingers touched her soft thigh. He looked up startled, "Do you feel anything there?" he asked.
She felt something alright, but it wasn't what he was asking. “No, Doctor, I'm just a little tired." She replied. What was happening to her? She could feel something building up in her whenever the handsome doctor touched her. “Okay Laura, I'll prescribe some drugs for you. Your knee will need a rub-on relief, a special ointment to prevent the swelling from getting any worse. I will show you how to do it the first time, then you can go home and get some rest. Rub it on the swollen area every day before you go to sleep until the swelling disappears, okay?" He asked. She nodded in agreement. While on the outside Laura looked all composed, inside she was in turmoil. A rubbing ointment? She could not imagine the doctor rubbing anything on her. What would her reaction be? The funny thing was that she was kind of looking forward to it.
Doctor Mathew went over to the table and started filling out a prescription form. The nurse soon came with a bottle of clear liquid. Laura felt a sense of disappointment when she saw Nurse Agnes bend down and start pouring some of the ointment to her hand. The nurse would be performing the exercise. Laura had hoped the good doctor would be the one to do it. The nurse started to apply the ointment on her knee. At first slowly then faster and faster, pain shot up her leg." That hurts" Laura pleaded. Doctor Mathew quickly came to the bed parting the curtain on the way. “Let me do it, Agnes," he said taking the bottle from her. "We are just about done for today, go and see if the ER needs any help" he said authoritatively. "Okay, Doctor." the nurse acknowledged passing the ointment. Doctor Mathew was left holding the bottle with Laura staring at him. His eyes were hazy as he looked at the young girl in front of him. Her auburn hair hang loosely around her head, her cotton top heaved up and down as she breathed.
“Do not be afraid, I'll be real gentle" he said as he went to work. Pouring some of the ointment in his palm he rubbed his hands together. After that he carefully placed his palm on Laura's swollen knee. She closed her eyes for the pain to come. It never came. He very gently caressed her knee with the ointment. His eyes glanced at her and saw the closed eyes. She was indeed beautiful, with a lovely body. He could see the way her clothes covered her. As he continued applying the ointment his eyes darted to look between her legs, white panties with a blue lacing stared back at him. His hand quivered aching to pull them down but he restrained himself. She looked so innocent with her eyes closed. The doctor realized he'd strayed from the knee, his palm was now running dangerously close to her thighs. Laura was silent her mouth now a little open.
Her red rosy lips were trembling with the rhythm of his movement on her leg. He caressed her swollen knee further. Rubbing the ointment deeper and deeper. Her legs arched upwards with every stroke of his fingers. Doctor Mathew could feel himself getting hard as she buckled on the bed. Clearly she was enjoying fighting a losing battle with her body. Doctor Mathew was getting bold, his hands left the knee area and slowly he rubbed her outer thigh. When she didn't protest he went on, rubbing more of the ointment in both hands he started caressing her revealed thighs. Using both hands he went up and down repeatedly. When she bit her tongue and opened her eyes he stopped. “You’re so beautiful Laura" he said. Laura snapped from her trance. “Thank you, Doctor. Is it done yet? She inquired. "Yes it is done" he said getting up. What he wouldn't give to be able to continue exploring her.
Laura was afraid to get off the bed. She felt funny down there. Her panties felt damp between her legs. The doctor stood up from his bending position, and she was surprised to see he had a huge hard on. The height to the floor from the bed now seemed higher. The doctor came to her rescue helping her off the examination bed. He held her hand as she got off. She could smell his mild cologne, so manly. As he held her down Laura involuntarily leaned on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her neck, and they stared into each other’s eyes. He looked so handsome. The storm inside her started blowing again. Nobody could tell how their lips touched. One minute they were staring like love struck teenagers and the next kissing hungrily. His mouth was warm, and his hand tightened around her neck.
All she could think about was how hot it felt. He ran his hand over her top rubbing the hidden nipples. She moaned in pleasure. Laura had never felt anything this good. Kelvin had not made her body burn up like this. She pressed her body on his chest finally breaking the kiss. His hands found the lining between her blouse top and skirt, making contact with her naked belly. She lifted her hands placing them on his shoulders. All inhibition now gone they were panting like puppies as he made subtle caresses on her belly. His hands went further up, on reaching her brassiere he cupped both her boobs with his hands. She moaned some more urging him on. .He rubbed her brassiere stirring wonderful sensations that ran all over her chest. Without noticing she parted her legs, the doctor now stood his massive frame between them as she sat on the bed. She could feel the neat coming from his manhood. Unclasping the bra from the back his hands let the brassiere fall inside the cotton top. Her tits were now bare, and yearning to be touched.
He continued stroking her back. She wriggled her back and he read her perfectly. His experienced hands found the bare nipples. He rubbed them pinching them softly. Laura could feel her nipples get hard. He seemed to get turned on some more and without warning he picked her up by the waist. Her legs automatically went to his back, tightening around his waist. He stood in the middle of the small office holding her ass as she pressed tighter. His protruding stiffness was pressed firmly on her panties, which were visible, her skirt tangled up in the waist. Together they started grinding through their clothes. Her panties finally slid to one side exposing her womanhood to his rock hard erection, still tucked in the black trousers. It feels so good Laura thought. He looked at her and she saw raw desire in his eyes.
They kissed again, this time with a raw primal need. He sat down on the small chair, and Laura was now straddling him. He planted kisses on her face, finding the seam of her blouse, he helped her to remove it. The top fell to the floor with the brassiere wrapped inside. He buried his tongue in her chest, tasting her enormous breasts. Laura closed her eyes delighted by the new sensation. He curled his tongue around her nipples, each one in turn. Her panties were now soaked. His expert fingers went down her back until they reached the crack of her butt. With one finger he traced her crack to her back, lifting her slightly her vagina throbbed when it was touched. Was she too wet? Would he get turned off? She did not want him to stop. On finding her so wet, Doctor Mathew went into a rave. It seemed he liked that she was so turned on, so wet. Once again he got up, but this time he carried her to the examination bed, laying her on her back. She hid her face with her hand shyly, feeling vulnerable all of a sudden.
"Do you like what I'm doing to you?" He asked as he fondled her breasts. Laura was silent. “Do you want me to stop?" He continued inquiring.
"No, please don't stop.” she managed to reply though her mouth felt very dry.
The doctor smiled, obviously relieved. He got onto the bed with her. His tongue went to work again as he made a path from
her boobs down to her belly. This time he didn't stop there, he kissed her navel and went further down. She grabbed his head in alarm. “Don’t worry I won't hurt you" he assured her, kissing the hands that restrained him. She gave herself up to the storm once again. His tongue licked her waist till it found the lining of her skirt. He pulled the skirt down till it reached her knees. Then he licked the top of her exposed panties. He ran his tongue all over her hidden crotch, and Laura exclaimed in pleasure.
“There, Doctor, right there." she said as his tongue found a spot that made her delirious. He pulled her panties to one side leaving her clit exposed. When he twirled his tongue around it and sucked she gave out a small scream. Her pink pussy was now throbbing, aching for more. He was not in a hurry. His tongue continued tasting her, finally burying itself inside her hairless mound. She screamed again, now louder.
He removed her panties together with the skirt in her knees. She lay there in front of him totally naked with only her hand hiding her face. He threw his white coat away, and his tie followed soon after. Parting her legs he inserted a finger in her vagina, the moistness sucked the finger in, the walls closing on it like a vacuum machine. Laura wriggled her ass asking for more fingers inside her. He obliged and started shaking the finger inside her. It was too much for poor Laura. She grabbed his shoulders bringing him down to her. She held on to him so tightly that he couldn't make any movements with his finger. He removed it and she yelped to the sensation. He removed his belt unfastening his trousers in the process. Then he pressed his hard penis, still in the boxers, to her naked pussy. The feeling of his hardness on her brought about a deep need in the depths of her stomach. She clung to him tightly, and the doctor started to pound her with his hidden cock. The feeling in her stomach increased in intensity and Laura was soon making sweet noises as the doctor worked her. Is this how it felt? She wanted all of it.
