I had this quick image of him with angel wings and sprouting devil horns. I heard the sound of an airplane engine, but we weren’t near an airport. Phoenix was gone along with the sight of the wings and the sound of the plane ringing in my ears.
These strange images were dream like yet felt so real.
I turned my attention back to the professor.
I liberated his cock from my mouth with the remainder of his discharge clinging to the head. I sprung from the seating position and ran from the room not quite believing what I had just done.
“Come back and we can talk about it.” The professor was being kind and wasn’t trying to make me do anything I wasn’t willing to do.
I slammed the door and rushed through the crowd of people. I didn’t even bother looking for Lindsay. I hailed down the first taxi outside the non-descript black door. We were downtown in the middle of the industrial district.
CHAPTER 6
Dr. Blaine Anders
I was still suffering from the few drinks I had consumed at the family function. They were talking about how I was wasting my talents in the emergency room.
I was dead set on making a difference. I had lost one patient in the last 10-years. It was an amazing track record. I thought mistakenly I was God with the power of life and death in the palm of my hands.
Losing her was the worst moment of my life. It reminded me I was fallible and sometimes death didn’t take a holiday. Complications were unavoidable.
“Dr. Anders, I know coming here is necessary to make sure there aren’t any problems. I’m worried about you. There’s something bothering you. The test won’t return for the next half an hour. I have a strong shoulder you can lean on.” Snow White was a recent recipient of a cornea transplant courtesy of the woman who had died.
“It’s been a long few days. The ER had been slammed and we are understaffed and overworked. Story of my life.” I was recently divorced and going through a midlife crisis.
I had gone ahead and bought a red Ferrari to claim what was left of my youth. I was wearing contacts in place of my glasses and I had colored my hair with a Grecian formula to wash out the gray. I was going to the gym and seeing significant results in mere weeks of starting a daily routine.
I was drinking smoothies every morning and jogging every night. I had seen the errant looks of girls younger than my 35-years staring at me with one thing on their mind. It was tempting, but I was still a work in progress.
“I carry the Bible in my heart. I sometimes lose my way, but I always find forgiveness. We’ve never talked about the elephant in the room.” She was sitting on the white impersonal paper with the gown in back wide open.
“I don’t have the right to burden you with my problems.” Her legs were slightly spread and I could see a fleeting glance of her unmentionables.
They were the same color of her lips and sheer enough to see through like transparent paper. The shadow of her bald mound could easily be seen through the fabric. The mesh was a bit of a tease. I knew she didn’t mean to make me yearn for something I couldn’t have.
“You’re not only my Doc, but you have been there for me. I’ve called you up in the middle of the night and you listened to me. Not once did you tell me I was going crazy.” I was sitting on the stool with my lab coat hiding my arousal from seeing her playing peek-a-boo with my raging hormones.
“Every recipient who has gotten something from a donor reports some of the same things you have gone through. There is no definitive proof of the donor being able to pass on traits of their personality to the recipient.” He was the only one I had confided in and not even Lindsay had any idea of my suspicions.
“I was blind for almost a month. Having something like that happen to me gave me a different perspective.” She was beautiful and had this available vibe screaming at me.
“You have been coming here for the past month. There haven’t been any physical anomalies. No sign of you rejecting the cornea.”
“I’m glad there hasn’t been anything physical, but I can’t say the same thing for emotionally. I’ve done things which I’m not very proud of. It feels good at the time, but then I feel this deep-seated anger for letting it go too far.” She had walked through hell and come out on the other side relatively unscathed.
I didn’t mean to do it. It wasn’t my intention to turn up the heat in the room by a few more degrees. Placing my hands on her bare knees made her sigh with resignation in her eyes. I was only trying to comfort her, but it was turning into forbidden fruit.
“I want you to lock the door and don’t say anything to discourage me.” Her tone was quite decisive and I spun across the floor on the wheels of the chair until I was within a foot of where the lock was located.
I reached behind over my shoulder and turned it with the feeling of a jail cell closing behind us. I propelled myself forward until I was opening her up to a visual inspection. I was ready to free my libido.
“You just got finished saying you have done things you regret. Can you honestly say the same thing won’t be true after we get closer?” There was this stillness in the air where a decision was going to be made one way or the other.
She grabbed me by the collar with her nostrils flaring and short deep breaths coming out of her mouth.
“You gave me my life back. Let me thank you Doctor,” Snow said seductively. She passionately kissed me giving another piece of my anatomy a wakeup call it was not going to be able to ignore.
“You don’t need to thank me this way.” Though I wondered what she had in store for me.
“You can’t say you don’t feel the chemistry. I can’t contradict what my body is telling me.” She held my gaze and I turned at the last second to rifle through some papers on my desk.
It was my last resort to pull back before I crossed the line. I heard the paper underneath her and then the patter of her bare feet getting closer. She turned me in my chair sending the papers into the air in a snowstorm of medical records.
“This is against my Hippocratic oath to do no harm. I’m morally obligated to resist your obvious attempts to seduce me.” She was spread eagle over me with her feet solidly on the cold white tile floor.
“I don’t think you understand how this is going to work. You’re not going to be doing me any harm. Contrary to popular belief, I do know what I’m doing.” I didn’t feel she was mentally stable.
She was acting out because she believed she was fueled by the memories of another. Snow White was fixated on a woman she had never met before. She apparently thought she was living in the same destructive way Megan did.
Cocaine was Megan’s downfall and she had fallen into the wrong crowd where she had become a drug mule.
“I have a strong will but…” The gown had hiked up a few inches.
“I’m sure there’s something that I can do to convince you. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” I was secure in my belief she wouldn’t forgive herself and I didn’t want to be the one to cause her any undue misery.
“Please, I implore you not to take this any further.” I was sweating through my shirt and I closed my eyes hoping that temptation would go away if I didn’t see it coming.
“Relax, I believe there’s a way that we can both get what we want. I will make you a compromise and an offer you can’t possibly refuse. Give me oral gratification and I won’t ask you for anything else.” She could’ve had me naked and at her mercy with the snap of her fingers.
“This isn’t right, but you do drive a hard bargain.” She was presenting me with an opportunity to have a taste of the woman I fantasized about.
It was still morally reprehensible, but I felt like I could live with myself. She was baiting me probably thinking one touch of my tongue would never be enough. I was strong and fairly confident I wouldn’t go any further than necessary.
“I’m sure you have thought of the nurses in a less than a platonic way. There’s no shame in fantasizing about your colleagues
behind their back. It’s what happens when they corner you in a room that changes everything. I’m giving you an outlet for those nasty little thoughts in your head.” She got off of me and made her way up over to the table with the stirrups.
“I need to leave and find a church with a confessional.” I attempted to make a clean exit, but she was standing in my way with her hands pressed on my chest.
“I don’t mind telling you the more you resist the more I want you. Give me what I want and I promise this will be the end of it. I have this ravenous need and this sexual sickness that only you can cure.” She was using my black tie as a makeshift leash to forcibly make me follow her like she was a pied piper.
I took a moment to look at my credentials adorning the walls. I was a well-respected physician. She was turning me into a puppy dog. She was soon situated with her legs in the stirrups and I couldn’t bear to turn to see the tempting sight in front of me.
“I can’t do this. I won’t fall victim to the warm caress of your hand on my cheek. I won’t let the smooth feel of your leg seduce me. It doesn’t matter if you whisper naughty thoughts into my ear.” I was throwing fuel on the fire and the only thing separating me from using my tongue to satisfy her was opening up my eyes.
Her nails brushed my face sending very strong signals below my waist. She grabbed my hand and placed it on the smooth flesh of her thigh. She leaned forward and bit my earlobe followed by her tongue in my ear.
“You’re going to eat my little pussy until I cum all over your face. I will try to keep it down, but I can’t promise anything. I hope you are prepared. I really can’t wait to have you stick that nice tongue into me.” My mouth was open in shock, but my body was betraying any resistance I might have found hidden within the sacred pages of the bible.
“I need you to act with a bit of respect for yourself. I’m not sure this matters to you, but if we do anything then I can’t be your doctor anymore. It would be a conflict of interest to sleep with you and still treat you.” She lifted my chin and made me look at her in the eyes.
“I never said anything about sleeping with you. It’s interesting that’s where your mind went even though I proposed a compromise. Don’t make me ask you again.” Her dominant approach was making me putty in her hand.
The leather chair screeched when I shuffled forward until my hands were on her ankles. The slickness of her lips was a delicious reminder of how long it had been. There was nothing clinical in the way that I moved forward to get a closer look.
It was winking at me. I was sure she could feel my hot breath. This woman was begging for it. She used her own fingers to apply enough pressure to open her body up to my greedy little eyes. I was starting to regret the feelings I had bottled up inside for some of my more insatiable patients.
“We don’t have a lot of time. I know you are fighting with what your body and your mind are telling you. Pleasure is something you should never deny yourself whenever you have the chance to give or receive it. I’m sure there is something that I can do to please you at the same time.” Her barefoot came in contact with my ego-driven phallus.
CHAPTER 7
Snow
I could feel the long and unfurling flag of his excitement. He couldn’t hide from the way my toes were massaging his member.
The other foot was still in the stirrups with my body unprotected from his urgent hunger. He was growling like an animal. I put a little bit of emphasis on bringing him closer with my hand on the back of his head.
I had divulged my deepest and darkest secrets to a man I thought was above reproach. He was just as susceptible to my advances as everybody else. The thread of my sexual resolve snapped with his lips giving me a different kind of kiss.
“I want this more than you can ever know. You’ve been sitting right here in my office for over a month. There’s only so much a man can take. Don’t look at me like you are innocent in all of this. We both know the truth.” He was performing an evaluation and the instrument in his possession was in his mouth.
“I told you in confidence how I’ve changed because of the accident. I gave you a chance to come to your own conclusions, but you were taking way too long. I thought it best to give you a way out.” I exhibited the signs of a woman in sexual distress.
My chest was flushed and my head was swimming with the very idea of an orgasm induced by oral persuasion. Going down on Phoenix and the professor in the bathroom was exciting.
I was now looking for my knight in shining armor to ride in with his oral prowess. The doctor had the right prescription. I would have loved to get my lips wrapped around his stiffness. It was still possible it was going to happen, but I wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
“Excuse me… Dr. Anders…the result of the test is back.” We were interrupted by the feminine tone of his nurse getting increasingly frustrated by finding the door locked.
“I’m with a patient. Slide the file under the door and go away. Please and thank you!” There was a momentary pause and then the file folder slid under the door with the shadow of her feet disappearing from view.
“You’re going to pay for that one.” I had seen his nurse giving him lovelorn glances behind his back.
“I will deal with her when the time comes. Right now a patient needs my care.” He was using medical terminology to explain how he was going to make me scream his name in ecstasy.
“I have to say I do like your bedside manner. Come and fix me.”
I felt a little lightheaded with the lights glaring at me from the ceiling.
There was suddenly a bustle of activity and people frantically standing over me using my body as a pincushion.
I saw Dr. Anders and he was pressing on my chest with enough force to break my ribs. I bowed my back with my chest thrust out with the feeling of electricity coursing through me. I was caught in the feeling of Déjà vu.
“I’ve never seen anybody react like that without some kind of stimulation. Let me see if I can rectify that.” He adjusted his position until his tongue was outstretched and getting closer.
I was seeing things through the rose-colored glasses of somebody else. I was reveling in the feelings and coaxing him closer with the way that my barefoot was electrifying his shaft and balls.
“I’ve been thinking about you when I’m bored and home alone. I don’t think I have to tell you in vivid detail what I was doing with images of your naked body dancing in my head.” His tongue forced its way through the gates of pleasure and the barefoot in his lap curled until I was gripping him like a roll of quarters.
“You’re not the only one who has been thinking about this. I know I’m a dirty girl and I should be spanked for my disobedience. Thoughts like these should result in your handprint permanently burned into my ass cheeks.” I wasn’t surprised when he turned me until my feet were on the floor.
I was bent over at an angle to show him everything I had from behind. I heard the displacement of air and then the crack of his hand making contact with my bare flesh. I yelped with my hand over my mouth to hinder the possibility of somebody overhearing my exclamation of pleasure and pain.
He was flush up against me with his rampant condition nestled tight between my naked cheeks. I heard him breathing deeply and then his hot breath was tickling the lips of my sex.
“Damn… I didn’t think you had it in you. What you’re doing is hitting me like a fever burning me up inside.” He resumed smacking my hindquarters with the flat of his hand relentlessly giving into his desire to modify my behavior.
“You have no idea what has been lurking underneath this professional exterior.” He was letting the inner beast take control.
“I don’t want to rush you, but I really do want to feel your tongue slipping into my folds.” I moaned defiantly, pressing back against his face and smothering him. I was making it very difficult for him to breathe.
I had pulled him in enough to keep him guessing about what my true motivation was.
There was nothing holding him back. His reputation for being a ladies’ man was proven by the twinkle in his eye on the first day of my treatment.
I really didn’t like to wait, but the anticipation was strong enough to leave me frazzled at the end of my rope. I was manipulating him into following my directions without any kind of deviation. I would have collapsed from the sheer bliss of his initial penetration. I was shaking and going crazy with this insane desire to paste his face with a different kind of milk mustache.
He was breaking new ground and showing men how it was done. I pounded my fist and ground my teeth together with my body responding with a sexual applause for his efforts. I would have stood up and given him a standing ovation, but I wasn’t going to break the spell I had him under.
He knew exactly how to work my body into a sexual frenzy. The transmission of pleasure was like an intravenous shot of adrenaline. My thighs were quivering and my upper lip was trembling. My pulse had quickened and the sweat was soaking through the thin layer of material of the gown.
It was flipped over and he was holding it in his fists. I heard the sound of ripping and the feeling of the tear as he pulled it from my body. I found myself on my back, looking up at the ceiling with my legs over his shoulders in a compromising position. I was conceding defeat and there was no way to compose myself.
There was no happy medium. The warmth of my lower extremities escalated into a full-blown blaze. The entertainment value of his performance was going to paint a smile on my face. I was a glutton for punishment.
“I’m going to… I am going to… ” The quake of my climax rendered me speechless.
The rush was an experience I wanted to duplicate as many times as possible. I knew I was going to have withdrawals after leaving his office on unsteady legs. He had shown me what it was to be in the presence of a man who knew what he was doing.
There was no hesitation and he moved my body fluently from one position to another. I felt like a rag doll, completely spent and lying there in the aftermath.
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