Doctor Knows Best
By
Betty Glenn
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Published by Betty Glenn at Smashwords
Copyright © Betty Glenn, 2011. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this author and/or owner is strictly prohibited.
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Doctor Knows Best
“Did you see the butt on that one?” Darlene nodded her head in the direction of a patient who was exiting the waiting room, obviously appreciating the view.
Eve Kline couldn’t help but laugh. The 54 year old nurse was happily married and had always told Eve that the key to a long relationship was to look but never touch.
She glanced up to watch the man’s retreat but was distracted when Dr. Carson entered the front office.
“Good morning Eve, morning Darlene,” he greeted as he placed a patient’s file in a tray with others to be filed back on the shelf.
“Good morning,” both Eve and Darlene replied.
Eve did her best to concentrate on her computer screen as he moved about the office. Ever since she had been hired as a receptionist three months ago she had become a raging ball of lust in the vicinity of Dr. Carson. The man talked and her heart fluttered. He smiled and she got wet, so much so that she had started to pack an extra pair of panties in her purse each day to change into.
Who could blame her though? Just a few years out of med school, Dr. Carson was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome. Built like a professional athlete and standing over six feet tall, he made all of his single female patients drool. And some of the married ones too. Every time Eve looked into his emerald green eyes everything else in the world seemed to fade away.
But the strain of unfulfilled arousal had started to wear on her, to the point where she had made an appointment with a gynecologist to seek medical help. If she didn’t get something to dull her hormones she was going to jump Dr. Carson’s bones.
“Eve, could you print me out today’s schedule?”
His masculine voice sent a shiver up her spine and caused her pussy to clench. Six more hours; she just had to last six more hours until her doctor’s appointment. She’d beg the doctor to give her medication if she had to.
She printed off the appointments for the day and held the paper out to Dr. Carson without taking her eyes off of the computer. He took the stack of paper, thanking her, and she couldn’t help but sigh in relief when she heard the office door close with his exit.
She fidgeted in her chair, trying to ignore her throbbing sex and find a comfortable position to sit in.
“Quit squirming,” Darlene chastised as she pulled out a patient’s file.
“I can’t help it,” Eve replied quietly. “You would be too if your vagina was a water park.”
Darlene burst with laughter. She had quickly picked up on Eve’s attraction to Dr. Carson. Eve had even confided in Darlene, hoping that her nursing experience would provide answers to why Eve’s body reacted so strongly to mere sight of the man. That conversation had led Eve to scheduling the appointment with the gynecologist.
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The day went by so slowly. When the time came for Eve to leave for her appointment she was suffering from sensation overload. She had just made it to her car when she noticed that her cell phone had a voicemail. Clicking the playback button, she listened in dismay.
“Hello, Miss Kline. This is Jennifer with South Central Ob-Gyn. I’m sorry to inform you that Doctor Evans has been called away for a delivery and will have to reschedule your appointment. Our office hours are from 9 to 5 so please call and we’ll get another appointment worked out for you. Have a great day.”
Eve dropped her forehead on the roof of her car in frustration. This couldn’t be happening. She contemplated whether to go back into the office and finish her shift or just go home. She’d have to take off of work again for her rescheduled appointment so she might as well finish working for the day.
Taking a deep breath she turned around and headed back into the building. Time was money and what was another hour of work at this point?
Darlene eyed her as she walked into the front office. “What are you doing back? Missed me that much?”
“They canceled my appointment. A woman went into labor.”
“Oh sweetie, I’m sorry.”
Eve laughed. “Any other woman would be ecstatic if they were in my situation.”
“Only the bow-legged ones. They’re so promiscuous they can’t even walk straight.” Giving Eve a smile, Darlene called back the next patient.
One hour later the last patient had finally been called back into an examining room. The nurses set about cleaning up the vacant rooms while Eve processed all of the insurance information and organized the front office.
It wasn’t long before Darlene entered the waiting room, purse in hand. “Well, I’m headed home for the day. You buy yourself a tub of ice cream and take it easy this afternoon.”
“Will do. Tell Ken I said ‘Hi’,” Eve replied.
“Don’t think I’m going to pass on your little flirtations to my husband, you hussy,” Darlene teased. With a wink and wave of her hand she left the office, the other nurses trailing close behind.
Eve had just finished the emptying the cash drawer of all co-payments when Dr. Carson entered the waiting room with his patient.
“Now remember, you have to take those pills twice a day to avoid infection. If you see any redness or swelling you come in immediately.”
“Will do Doc,” the younger man replied before leaving the office.
Dr. Carson turned around and paused at the sight of Eve. “I thought you left earlier.”
“My appointment was cancelled so I decided to go on ahead and finish up the day.”
As he glanced at her, concern transformed his features and Eve could tell that he was going into doctor mode.
“Come on back and I’ll do a check-up.”
A blush quickly filled Eve’s cheeks. “Umm…no, that’s okay. I’ll just reschedule my appointment.”
“Eve, if you’re feeling ill it’s best to be seen sooner rather than later.”
“I’m not ill. Not really. It’s just…personal.”
“I’m a doctor first and foremost and your employer second. There’s no reason to be embarrassed. Come on back.”
Without waiting for her to answer he headed back towards an exam room. Eve stood there in indecision, not knowing what to do. It would be rude to just leave but there was no way she could let him examine her. She would die of mortification if he knew how aroused she was.
Walking back to the room she stood just outside of the door. Dr. Carson was inside, sitting on a stool as he massaged the kinks out of his neck. The sight alone caused Eve to cream in her panties.
“Have a seat Eve,” Dr. Carson said, pointing towards the examination table.
“Really, it’s a feminine problem. Thank you for your concern but I’ll be alright.”
“Eve, you are the key to this office functioning. And no offence, but if you’re feeling any discomfort it will likely start to affect your work. And the last thing I need is a sick receptionist.”
“I was going to see a gynecologist!” Eve blurted the words before she lost her courage.
Understanding morphed Dr. Carson’s features. “Oh. Umm. For…well… Annual check-up?” His face flushed too and that helped, somewhat, to see that he was also uncomfortable.
“No, but like I said… It’s personal.”
“So you’re not feeling any discomfort?”
“A little, but it’s nothing I can’t live with.”
Dr. Carson stood from his seat and reached into the cabinet over the sink to grab a robe. “Where is the discomfort originating?” He handed the robe over to Eve and then went about placing the protective paper over the examination table.
She sat the robe down on the chair and backed away. “Really, I’m fine. I think I’m going to head home now. Have a great afternoon Dr. Carson.” Spinning around on her heel she prepared to leave.
“Damn it, Eve! If you’re experiencing discomfort it could be a number of things. Ovarian cysts are not uncommon and if you have them and screw around by not getting it checked out you could risk rupturing them. Just change into the damn robe and let me do a pelvic exam. If your ovaries feel normal you’re free to go.” He marched past her, leaving her alone in the examination room.
Could it really be something that serious? She had always assumed she was just suffering from an overactive libido, but what if it was something more severe? Plagued with a mixture of concern and embarrassment she changed into the robe.
A minute later a light knock came at the door and Eve called him in, her nervousness growing. He pulled the stirrups out from under the exam table before motioning Eve to lye back.
Her breath picked up as she lifted her legs in place.
“I need you to scoot down until you butt reaches the bottom of the exam table.”
Eve listened to his instructions until she felt the edge of the table and cool air caressing her bared skin.
“So… Your symptoms?” Dr. Carson asked.
“Over sensitivity,” she murmured as her cheeks filled with warmth. The snap of latex gloves caused Eve to flinch and her heartbeat to pick up tenfold.
“Okay Eve. Have you ever had a pelvic exam before?”
She shook her head, not trusting herself to speak.
“It’s really simple. I’m going to stick two fingers inside of you and then press down on your abdomen. This allows me feel your ovaries and determine whether or not they are normal sized.”
“Inside?” Eve squeaked out.
“Yes, inside. I’ve done thousands of pelvic exams so there’s no reason to be nervous. Now, are you ready?”
She had barely given him a nod before his fingers were sliding deep into her pussy and as much as she tried to fight the sensation, it was too much. An instant orgasm ripped through her body. Her back bowed off of the table as her hips undulated in pleasure. A moan slipped past her lips as she continued to contract around his fingers.
It seemed to last forever until she finally regained her senses. Glancing up she saw a look of shock on Dr. Carson’s features, and then realized his fingers were still inside of her. Pushing his hand away, she slid off the table as tears pooled in her eyes. Quickly grabbing her pants she shoved her legs inside, tripping in her haste.
Dr. Carson caught her before she could fall to the floor. “Eve, just wait a second. It’s alright. Happens all the time.”
“It’s not okay! I told you it was personal and you didn’t listen!”
“Eve, look at me.”
When she refused to turn he spun her in his arms. Before she could offer a protest his lips came smashing down on hers. Her gasp of surprised gave him the opportunity to slide his tongue in her mouth and she moaned in pleasure at her first taste.
Hesitantly she returned his kiss, afraid that at any moment he might pull away. Instead his hands trailed up the back of her bare thighs and underneath the robe to grip her ass. As he pulled her into the heat of his body she felt the unmistakable bulge of his erection.
Wrapping her arms around his shoulders she grinded against him, dazed by the feel of his long, thick cock. She needed to feel him, needed him inside of her.
Attacking the button of his slacks she jerked at his pants, wanting them off.
“Whoa, slow down Eve. We’ve got plenty of time,” Dr. Carson murmured against her lips.
“I need you now!” She reached her hand inside his boxer briefs and practically purred as she grasped his cock. It was so thick that her fingers couldn’t even wrap around his girth. She stroked him slowly, measuring his length.
A groan slipped past Dr. Carson’s lips as he thrust into her hand. But after a few more strokes he halted her movements, pushing her hand away.
“Enough,” he said gruffly as his hands returned to her ass and lifted her up off the floor. Eve tried to wrap her legs around him but her pants were still tangled around her ankles. With a couple of kicks she was relieved when they fell to the ground, allowing her to wrap herself around his waist.
The back of her thighs bumped against the examination table and Dr. Carson guided her back until she was once again lying down. He lifted her legs back into the stirrups and before she knew it his fingers were back inside of her. Except this time his movements were anything but clinical.
He set up a delicious rhythm, thrusting his fingers deep as his thumb massaged her clit. Slow and then fast, deep then shallow. Within minutes she was squirming on the table, the room filled with the sound of her erratic breathing.
Just as she felt the tightening of her impending orgasm he pulled his fingers away. Eve whimpered at the loss, but before she had a chance to protest his mouth covered her pussy.
She yelled in pleasure as his tongue plunged deep into her channel, lapping up her juices. He was merciless in his administrations and when he finally sucked her clit into his mouth she detonated.
It went on and on, and she savored every second…or was it minutes? The sound of drawers opening and closing slowly pulled her out of her reverie. Looking to her side she saw Dr. Carson searching for something.
“Where the hell are they?” He muttered, as he opened another drawer. “Gotcha!”
Grabbing an object out of the drawer, he shoved off his lab coat as he made his way back to where she lay.
“Eve, if you want to stop now is the time to say so.”
Eve stared at him in confusion, her mind still muddled from her recent orgasm. Looking down, she realized that he held a condom in his hand.
“No, I don’t want to stop.” Sitting up, she grasped the gaping waistband of his pants and pulled them down his thighs until they bunched around his knees. His erection was outlined by his boxer briefs, the head peeking out from the top. Just the sight of his straining cock and she got even wetter.
Slowly pulling down the last bit of material between her and heaven, she stared raptly as his cock sprung free. It was magnificent, standing long, thick and proud. A gift to women. But in this moment it was all hers.
Grabbing the base, she leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth, moaning at his taste. Salty, sweet, and a delicious treat. Her tongue traced along bulging vein at the bottom of his cock before shifting her attentions to the head. She flicked back and forth over the slit, and gave a delightful moan when she was gifted with a drop of come.
Dr. Carson groaned and buried one of his hands into her hair, guiding her in her movements. “That feels so good baby. You have no idea how long I’ve dreamed of your pretty mouth wrapped around my cock like this,” he murmured.
Eve picked up her attentions, hollowing her cheeks as she swallowed him down her throat and massaged his balls.
“Oh shit,” Dr. Carson cursed. He pulled at her hair, leaving Eve no choice but to release him or risk having her hair pulled out.
“I’m not coming until I’m inside of you. Lay back Eve,” he ordered.
Listening to his command, she flopped back down on the examination table.
Dr. Carson watched her as he tore open the wrapper of the condom and slowly rolled it down his length.
“Are you on the pill Eve?”
“No, but I’m clean.”
A breathy “okay” slipped past his lips as she spread her legs wide for him. Planting one of his hands on the examination table beside her head, he used the other to lift up her gown, baring her breasts.
Finally bared to his eyes, she couldn’t believe this was really happening. So many times she had dreamed of making love to Dr. Carson. Of holding him tight as he thrust deep into her body.
She was brought back to the present at the feel of his cock against her slit. He rubbed the head back and forth, collecting her juices, before slowly pushing into her. She stretched around the head of his cock, a reminder of how long it had been since she’d been with a man.
“God baby, you’re so tight,” Dr. Carson murmured as he trailed kissed across her cheek. He nipped at the lobe of her ear, sucking it into his mouth as he forced more of his cock inside of her.
He caught her gasp as he thrust deeper and her pleasure soon became tinged with pain. He was too big.
“Wait,” Eve gasped. She needed a moment to adjust. Even as wet as she was it was it wasn’t enough.
Though he stopped, Eve could tell it was a struggle. His panting breaths caressed her neck as he rested his forehead on her shoulder. His hands trailed up her waist until they grasped her breasts, his talented fingers massaging the globes. Her nipples puckered, begging for attention, and Dr. Carson didn’t deny her.
Her pussy clinched around him and her discomfort slowly morphed into pleasure. Shifting her hips experimentally, she cried out in pleasure as he slid deeper.
“Are you ready?” Dr. Carson asked, still holding himself still as he waited for her answer.
“Yes! Please, just move!”
His hips began to retreat before slowly thrusting forward. When she showed no sign of distress he picked up his pace, thrusting harder and deeper.
“Oh God! It feels so good,” Eve cried out as her muscles contracted around him.
“So good,” Dr. Carson agreed. Lowering his head, he drew one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked the tip as his tongue played with the nub. His cock pounded her pussy like a jackhammer and combined with the suction of her nipple, she climaxed.
As her body rippled around him she sobbed in pleasure. Each spasm of her channel milked his cock and she couldn’t help but wish he didn’t have a condom on. She wanted to feel his thickness, feel each and every vein as she clamped down around him.
Leaning back up, Dr. Carson grabbed a hold of her hips to hold her in place as he continued to pound into her. The sound of their skin slapping together was an erotic echo in the room, only adding to her arousal.
“You’re going to come for me again,” Dr. Carson said, as he ground his pelvis into her clit. And she knew then that he was right.
His every stroke into her pussy was at a different angle, and she cried out in pleasure as he hit a particularly sensitive spot.
His chuckle interrupted her cry. “Right there, huh?” He pulled her hips into the thrust of his cock, each time hitting that sensitive spot.
“Oh fuck! I can’t take any more!” Eve screamed as she felt the beginning of another orgasm. She didn’t know if she’d be able to survive it.
“You can take it and you will,” Dr. Carson growled, punctuating his words as he once again slammed into that infamous G-spot. One of his hands released her hip and traced across her abdomen before burying his fingers in her folds. Skilled fingers, ones used to heal others. But the only thing they were bringing her now was torment and pleasure.
As he traced the hood of her clit she thrashed on the examination table. Her skin felt too tight, her pussy to raw.
“Don’t fight it Eve,” Dr. Carson cooed. His touch grew firmer, his fingers lowering until he traced circles directly over her clit. “Such a tight little pussy. I should have been fucking you months ago.”
He pinched her clit simultaneously with another thrust and she screamed as she climaxed. She flooded him as if a dam had burst, her moisture coating his cock and making his intrusion easier. Wave upon wave of pleasure floated through her body as he continued taking her.
Too much. It was too much. Black spots filled her vision just as she saw Dr. Carson stiffen, the muscles in his neck becoming taut.
“Fuck yeah, baby! You feel so good squeezing my cock,” he said as he ground into her, seating himself as deep as he could go. His breath halted and his body and his hips jerked against her spasmodically as he started to come.
Eve ran her hands up and down his chest, awed by the sight of Dr. Carson coming. It was the most amazing thing she had ever set her eyes on, the play of emotions and pleasure that washed across his face as he continued to come.
Finally, as he finished emptying himself, his body sagged and blanketed Eve. She relished the feel of his skin against hers and trailed her hands up and down his back in contentment.
“What do you say we go back to my place, Eve?”
“I would love that Dr. Carson.”
“I’m never going to get enough of you,” he whispered as he planted gentle kiss on her lips. “And Eve?”
“Yes?”
“I think it’d be best if you started calling me Chad.”
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