Doctor Clause (Doctors of Eastport General)

Chapter Fifteen

Stephen

Air from the underground garage flowed in through the still open door, cooling his body to that of a normal resting state.

She was still dripping sweat, among other bodily fluids, lungs gasping for breath. Their short hook-up session left her weary.

That was the day’s lesson.

Being in charge wasn’t a breeze. It took work. It took effort. It took stamina. All of hers was fully spent.

Props for not passing out were deserved though. The night before her eyes refused to remain open, leading to a sound sleep. Even come morning, there was no waking her. But then relaxation was pleasure’s reward.

“Mixing business with...”

“I know what you are going to say,” she blurted out. “It’s not politically correct for you, as my current lover, to consult on my son’s condition. You’re wrong!”

An enigma. That’s what she was. One minute she was convulsing around his dick, the next she was talking shop, like nothing had happened.

A full one-eighty in sixty seconds or less.

That wasn’t all, either. When she initially stepped into his office, she was inexperienced. Now, she understood her own body. She knew what she wanted and went after it, whether it was sex or something else.

“If a doctor’s wife is brought into emergency, does he wait for another doctor to treat her?” she asked. “If the ER is overrun from a multi-car accident, do the doctors not treat the injured because they are previously acquainted? If it were your son, would you walk away?”

“No,” he agreed. “But I would step back to let another capable doctor take the lead.”

Her lips puffed out, forming a needy pout; eyes darkened by sadness. “I’m not asking you to take over as his doctor. All I want is your opinion.”

“Okay,” he reluctantly agreed. “I’ll give you my personal opinion... nothing on the books. Is that all right?”

“Mm-hmm.” Leaning over, her face neared his, their lips lightly brushing against each other.

A reward?

Amazing.

In just a few short meetings, she’d completely mutated. Their first rendezvous saw hers almost toppling over while trying to undress in front of him. Now, she spoke her mind freely, not to mention wasn’t wearing underwear and was ready to pounce on a whim. Her confidence levels were at an all-time high. Who knew how high they’d end up soaring?

She certainly wasn’t shy anymore, straddling him, breasts exposed, while another person looked on. Even if Lenny was more interested in him than her, there was a certain level of self-assurance needed to pull off being watched in that manner.

The transformation from duckling to swan was exhilarating to watch, and the show was just going to get better as time went on.

Just how curious was she?

Was she willing to fulfill his deepest fantasies?

In medical school, it became obvious that everyone had a fetish of some sort, admitted or not. His was watching. His best friend, Kyle, enjoyed sharing. The two went hand-in-hand, creating some rather spectacular evenings.

Those sensations were all but lost to memories. A part of him believed he’d never feel that way again. It had been years, after all. Then again, it had been years since either of them had a girlfriend.

“Hey, daydreamer,” she said. “You gonna lie there all day?” One hand hugged her own hip, the other holding the passenger side door.

“No.” The zipper on his pants closed. “I’m moving.”

New memories were overwriting others. New pleasures were taking the place of old ones. That wasn’t to say he’d given up on asking for a threesome.

It was up to her in the end. She held his strongest wants in the palm of her hand. A simple yes would open up a whole new world for both of them.

Now wasn’t the time though. After the decisions about Tommy’s treatments had been made, he’d plead his case. Until then, it was business as usual.