The bartender left the table.
“I am sorry,” said Wilson.
“That’s okay,” she said. “I just wanted to tell you that I am keeping the baby. My parents are supportive.”
“So am I,” he said with excitement.
“I believe that with all my heart,” said Summer.
“Well,” he said pulling something out of his pocket.
It was a diamond ring. Summer’s eyes were as round as the ring.
“I know this is sudden. I know this is whirlwind. But Summer will do me the honor of being my wife?” he asked.
Summer was most definitely overwhelmed. She didn’t want to make the decision of a young girl but a mature woman. She could accept the ring and think some more.
“I think the answer is yes,” she said. “But I want to think about it. How is that?”
“I think that’s smart under the circumstances,” he said with a twinkle in the eye. “Will you let me put the ring on your finger?”
It fit perfectly.
“How did you manage that?” she asked.
“Your mother helped me,” he confessed.
Wilson and Summer had dinner and afterwards as planned, they played pool. Summer actually one. It was a real victory. Wilson was such a softy he would be the type to let her win. But Summer was a good match for him. They were neck and neck with ability and this time Summer won fair and square.
As they wrapped up their game, the door to Rowdy’s opened and in the person who walked in made the place go stone silent. Wilson turned his head. His face grew dark. Summer shivered. Duran.
He boldly walked over to the chalk board and wrote his name down as the challenger.
“You have some nerve,” said Wilson. “And maybe a death-wish.”
“I have news for you both,” said Duran. “I am standing here because the cops let me go.”
“Right,” said Wilson. “You posted bail.”
“Didn’t have to,” said Duran. “So whatever grudge you have against me, you’ll have to let it go.”
“You got a lot more to answer for than just a busted window and slashed tires,” said Wilson.
Summer knew he was talking about the fact Duran chased her through her house.
“Be that as it may, the charges have been dropped,” said Duran triumphantly.
Summer broke her silence.
“My mother and father wouldn’t do that,” she insisted.
“You’re correct,” he gloated. “They did not. Summer did Wilson ever get a chance to tell you about his past? Did he ever get around to tell you why his first wife left him? Now I am up next. You playing or not?”
“Leave,” said Wilson.
“You got some nerve,” said Duran. “Wanting me out for a couple of misdemeanors when you have a rapsheet as long as my arm.”
Duran ignored him and started to rack the balls.
When Wilson took a threatening step forward, the entire bar stood up. Summer’s head swam with confusion. Duran put the pool rack down and left the bar.
18. Examining Her Purity,
a Medical Romance
By: Naughty Nicole
Examining Her Purity, a Medical Romance
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Chapter One
April stretched in her bed on the morning of her second pelvic exam of the year, exactly six months after her first. She rubbed her eyes and frowned; it was early, seven o’clock, and she had absolutely no desire to get out of bed for at least another two hours. She’d worked the night shift the night before and, but for her doctor’s appointment, would have slept until at least nine o’clock, if not a little later. She sat up and ran her fingers through her blond, wavy hair. She covered her breasts with the sheet, a habit leftover from when she lived with roommates that was completely unnecessary now. She could walk around her entire apartment completely naked now if she wanted to. And, she smiled, sometimes she wanted to. She dropped the sheet and sighed, turning her alarm off before it could go off again. She needed to get going or she’d be late for her exam with Dr. Goodfreid and Nurse Tricia.
Just the mention of their names together sent a shiver through April. Six months ago, her friends had finally convinced her—frightened her, really, with their horror stories of what could happen—to go to the doctor for a pelvic exam. She’d gone with a huge amount of trepidation; she’d had all the usual fears, but, as soon as she’d gotten into the room with Nurse Tricia, her fears had started to subside. Tricia had answered her questions honestly and directly, and even put her hand on April’s thigh to reassure her. April laughed softly at the memory, thinking of everything that happened in the office after that simple, benign gesture. April, Tricia, and Dr. Goodfreid had enjoyed themselves immensely after April’s official exam, and April blushed with pleasure now as she put on panties and shorts, as she remembered their play.
April had seen Tricia a few more times after that, indulging her bi-curious side, but, as the weeks passed, more time came between their texts and, eventually, April realized an entire month, then two, had gone by and they hadn’t talked.
“It’ll be great to see her again today,” April said to herself as she dropped a coral tank top over her head. She let it shimmy down her body, then checked herself out in the mirror. It was summer and she had a subtle, sun-kissed tan on her skin that made the coral of her shirt especially sexy. Her denim shorts were cutoffs, and the front pockets hung lower than the bottoms of the shorts. “Just a little flirty,” she said into her mirror.
She applied her make-up and pulled her hair back into a messy bun. Grabbing her cell phone and purse, she slid on a pair of gold flip flops and headed to her car in the underground parking. As she walked, she mused about how completely nervous she had been for her first exam, and what a total surprise it had ended up to be. Of course she hadn’t told anyone what had happened, not even her best friend. She had fucked both of them during her appointment that day, Tricia first, and then she and Tricia had taken care of the doctor together. She smiled as she remembered the mind-blowing orgasm she’d had with Tricia, and the feeling of Dr. Goodfreid’s cock inside her. He’d worn a condom, of course, and that had given April all the feeling of security she’d needed to truly let go. She’d had multiple orgasms that day.
She shivered and grinned at the memories. As she got into her car and turned it on, her favorite song came on the radio and she rolled the driver’s side window down. Pulling out of the parking lot, the sun was shining and there were only a few clouds in the sky. Today promised to be an excellent day.
The drive to the doctor’s office was a new one for her. At her last appointment, Dr. Goodfreid had been filling in for her regular doctor, Dr. Baker, and, rather than go back to her regular doctor for this visit, April had decided to follow Dr. Goodfreid back to his regular clinic. She briefly wondered, as she rolled the
windows down and opened the sun roof, how many of Dr. Baker’s patients had done that same thing. As she sped along the city streets keeping an eye on her GPS, she felt herself growing anxious and excited for the exam. What a far cry from how I felt the first time around, she thought.
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 would 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.
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