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Red Doors

By: Annora



I should introduce myself my name is Abigail. Being in med school is trying to say the least. Even having finances creep in there at times it was a juggling act. So when I heard from my mentor I was excited. He seemed to have something to offer me. A position was his exact words. That was titillating to my curious side of me.

As I walked into the restaurant I saw him waving at me from the table by the big windows. I always enjoyed his tutoring me. His demeanor was laid back and in complete charge. We chatted over dinner, during the meal we talked about med school. He was frustrating never could read him. So when he invited me to join him I was curious in what?

"Abigail I want you to help me. It will be your decision completely of course." Thomas casually spoke. His big shoulders were so sexy. "You will make a decision hopefully tonight about joining me in my practice." His voice was noncommittal.

I had heard he had opened up a practice that was the soaring in being an established Sexual therapy. It was a five week commitment by the couples. They couldn't live in the same state as where we were. His practice was solid it was the epitome of Sexual therapy. A leading established practice. Solid booked for as far as a year.

I was sitting there wanting to ask questions. My voice seemed to evaporate by the excitement I was feeling.

"Thomas how would I join into your practice? I know your practice is world wide known. So how would I be of any assistance?" I hated sounding like a star struck amateur. I laid my wine glass down clearing my throat.

"I am needing an assistant. Will you sit in on a session a five week session? While you sit you may be active as you like. The couple coming in will be a very interesting case study. Please accept this offer. You will be paid very well for this five week case study." Thomas cleared his throat looking me into my eyes.

I was sitting there being offered more money than I had ever made. Offering to be in a session for the full five week time frame. Yet I felt something that I hadn't felt before. An excitement that had me intoxicated.

"Yes. Thomas I will be honored to be sitting in your next session." I hoped my voice didn't betray my anxiety.

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How long ago was that it had to be almost two months? The time with Thomas was exhilarating. I was standing in a dressing room adjacent to the bedroom. I was looking at my lingerie it had to be picture perfect. I was breathless awaiting the evening before me.

"You look lovely Abigail." Thomas spoke startling me.

I slipped the robe onto my shoulders covering my almost nakedness. Flipped my hair back and away from my face.

"Thomas I didn't know you were still here." I said with a calm I didn't feel.

"Abigail I will be here all night. I will be waiting though in my inner office. Once again you look beautiful." Thomas said as he walked towards the back of the building.

He had given me free reign to decorate the bed room. Where tonight would be the last session for this couple. I felt that stirring deep inside again, I smiled because I enjoyed it.

The room was spaciously decorated. It was an exact copy of my own room. In the center of the room sitting high was a four poster bed with canopy. The posts were covered in white over white gossamer panels. In the canopy were select lights buried in satin rose colored flowers.

Around the room were floor length mirrors. Sitting upon white thick carpeting were stands that were topped with bowls of water. Floating gardenia's nestled in with floating candles.

This room was a seduction in progress. There wasn't anything left to fate. It was the most sensuous seductive room. It was mine. The final touch was one of my own intriguing ideas. I had double French doors painted red. Hence the "Red Doors".

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Nathan and Julia 1029-51

Their first session was mine also. Looking at the papers prior to their arriving it left so much unsaid. They were married of course that was a condition that had to be met. 

She was 5'8" striking red hair green eyes. She was a beautiful woman. Active in volunteering for three very worth while organizations. A CEO of a large company all though it said she had recently came back after a leave of absence. Mother of three children all tested genius levels. Scanning down I saw that they were in middle schools.

He was 6'5" snow white hair ice blue eyes. A man with distinction. His history was a little sketchy. Yet he had been on two boards of national banks. The CEO of two conglomerates.

Together this couple was perfect. Nothing looked at all wrong with their life other than they were here for sex therapy. I was excited about this more than Thomas would ever know.

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"Good afternoon Nathan and Julia I am glad you were able to come. This is Abigail she will be with us these next five weeks." Thomas spoke with a casual air about him.

"Well, thank you for accepting us. We are both so nervous being here." Nathan spoke with an air of familiarity. He helped Julia into a chair before he even sat down. "We have wanted to be here sooner. Something came up though. I mean we spoke about that, Dr. Williams." He added the last before he took Julia's hand.

Julia was wearing crisp ironed jeans. Tied a sweater around her shoulders, had on sandals she looked to be a model. Her gaze wasn't as penetrating as Nathan's.

"Yes, we did Nathan we are here now. May we get you something to drink?" Thomas asked.

"Nothing for us Dr. Williams we want to get started." Julia was in a hurry it seemed.

"We are here I am sure you haven't had this problem in your practice. We have a personal problem. It's a little embarrassing yet its starting to hurt us." Julia stopped speaking. Instantly Nathan took over.

"Let me confide something to you. My wife Julia is a saint she literally has raised our children these past eight years. I know you must think I worked around the clock. I wasn't, I haven't worked in almost nine years. I have been incarcerated. I have been out six months." His voice trailed off.

I looked towards Thomas he sat there as though it had been common knowledge.

"Nathan served his full eight years with dignity. I never once thought of leaving him. I raised our children with his input every step of the way. When he got out we picked up where we left off. Our families our closet friends never distinguished how he had lived those eight years." She lowered her voice. "Our problem is that he won't make any sounds during sex. Not one moan. Not one word its becoming between us now." Her voice stopped as she smiled towards Nathan.

"Julia thinks because I don't shout from the roof top I am not being aroused. That I am not being fulfilled she can't seem to accept the fact I am not comfortable with shouting orgasms." His voice was one of rejection.

I was sitting there hoping that I didn't have a look of astonishment on my face. This couple was the couple next door or were they? True to form Thomas sat there unflustered.

"Why can't you make a sound, Nathan? Just a sound to let me know you are there with me in the bed? Not a loud shouting sound but at least a whimper, Nathan!" She raised her voice in anger. Yet she squeezed his hand tight. 

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Tonight was the culmination of five incredibly hard weeks of therapy for them. I was filled with excited anticipation. Everything must be picture perfect for Nathan tonight.

I stepped into the room looked around seen that everything was as it supposed to be. Candles lit, mirrors were angled soft lighting. The music was something I left to the individual. My heart was pounding yet I was calm almost tranquil.

I could hear the low humming of voices so I knew they had arrived. Thomas would be making sure their expectations were in tuned to what would happen this evening. Julia opted to sit in the ante room being able to hear and see everything.

I walked out to where Nathan was standing, spoke a few words to Julia then we moved towards the red doors.

Nathan walked beside me with a grace of a lion. His handsome face was a mask I didn't have an idea of where his mind was. His cologne was filled with passionate under tones. Not quite sure what it was but I loved the scent he was already emitting some musky over tones.

Reaching the doors I opened the double doors, to his audible gasp. I stepped into the room turning a little so I could see his reaction. He walked into the room turned around walked back to me pulling me to his body.

His lips were so firm yet giving. His lips were demanding mine to respond. His tongue danced upon my lips parting them slightly. I was swaying from the determination his lips were placing upon mine. I couldn't feel anything but intoxication it was coursing through my blood.

Releasing me I swayed ever so slightly, his arms balanced me again. Taking my hands he walked to the mirror stepping behind me he slowly slipped my robe down off my shoulder.

"Nathan what you do to me." I whispered. Knowing something wasn't happening the way it should.

His smile spread across that handsome face, his eyes zeroed into mine looking into the mirror. His fingers were playfully touching the satin and lace trim on my corset. He lowered his lips so they graced my neck. I moaned from the ecstasy he had given me. I was standing in front of this man. With nothing but my corset my thigh high black laced stockings. I had trimmed my pubic hair into a heart shape.

His fingers playfully played upon my heaving breasts. My mind was trying to make a coherent thought. As one formulated his fingers managed to untie the lace on my corset. His fingers pulled upon my nipples. Making me moan for more from this man. I couldn't look away from his eyes they were boring into my soul.

He unclasped my long hair allowing it to fall upon my shoulders. His lips were starting to move down my neck. His eyes were penetrating into mine. I had to lean back onto him. His fingers were pulling on my swollen nipples, rolling them in his fingers.

"Nathan oh this isn't going so so so... I mean... Nathan I am here to help you..." I stammered out losing my voice as he turned me around and sucked upon my breasts.

His head was moving around their fullness he was expertly doing erotic breast play. His fingers were manipulating my nipples so much that I felt the first orgasm bounding thru me. His body was making me sooo aroused. I was like putty in his hands.

"Nathan I am here for you tonight." I screamed out as my orgasm ripped out of me.

His reaction was to lower his mouth to my navel which I didn't even realize just how sexy that could be. I was failing I knew I was his night wasn't making a whole lot of sense to me.

He stood up lifted me up off the floor laying me onto the bed. I smiled at him he undressed with little motion. I looked upon his body I was so shocked by his physique. He definitely was in control of his muscular body. As he slipped his silk boxers off I saw a cock that well over twelve inches long. I was almost ready to scream out, but he leaned me back. Opening my thighs with his shoulders he had me spread wide. I was looking upon his full head of hair. It didn't last I was rolling all over the bed from his tongue.

"Nathannnnn I.....i....Pleasee Now moreeeeeeeee." I stuttered.

Making my belly bounce from the tension he had on my clit as he pulled it out to tap it back before swallowing it down. I wasn't aware that at this point he hadn't spoken. I tried to make him speak he only renewed what he was doing. I was grabbing his hair pressing him into my pussy.

"Nathann pleaeeseeeeeeeeeeee moreeeeeeeeeee nmmmmowwwwwwwww." I screamed. My toes were curled so tightly that the fact I had a spasm in my foot didn't register.

"Please stop this pleaseeee stopppp....Ohhhh noo don't you stopppppp notttttt yet..

I was breathing deep into my lungs not getting air to escape. His body was on mine but I wanted him. I wanted him down my throat and I wanted it nasty. I had to get him to turn over a little. As I had thought that Nathan got upon his elbows I got the chance. I managed to mount him. 

His face was smiling that smile that a man is letting a woman try to get the upper hand in the bedroom. I recognized that look and I knew then I wasn't going to fuck this man. No, I was going to suck him dry. I slipped down with my face even with this enormous engorged head. I was able to see his eyes I grinned while he looked on. My lips were open but they had to open wider this man's cock was huge.

I licked it with my tongue, his head stopped bouncing as he eyed me. His eyes were staring into mine. I looked at his lips and licked mine again. His eyes were narrowing but he set quiet. I pulled his cock up away from his stomach with my lips. Looking into his eyes I started to lower my face down on his fat cock.

His eyes were still staring me down. I wasn't going to stop. We were at a stalemate. He wouldn't lay his head back, I wouldn't let him slip out of my mouth. I pulled his cock a little further down. I felt the first tremors on his legs. He was gearing up for a sexual orgasm.

Sucking him further down he was focusing now on the sensation. He didn't give me an ounce of encouragement but I felt his body responding. I slipped him down to the point of my soft palate before he could focus upon how deep he had slid down.

Fixing myself upon my knees I swallowed him whole. My nose was pressing upon his pubic bone. He started shaking from the sheer sensuality of being swallowed whole. I swallowed again his cock got stroked his hands grabbed the sheets as his heels pressed down upon the mattress. I was making him lose it he was going to have to scream out or burst.

His hands gathered the sheets pulling them off the corners. His head was thrown back his thighs were like marble. I took my nails allowing them to gracefully make marks down his thighs.

As I was sure he was going to be mute while I sucked him dry. His body shook his heels were digging deep.

"Ohhhh fcuuuukkkkkkk Abiagaillllllllll wwoooooooowwwwwwww Iiiiiiiiiiiiii..... am Oh Mother Maryyyyyyy.....Iiiii ammmmmmmm goingggggg toooo cummmmmmmm....." His shouts were vibrating off the walls.

" Iiiiiiii xccccccccannnnnnnnnn cccccccccccuuuuuuummmmmmm shoouttttttttingg Jjjjjjuuuuuuuuliaaaaaaaaaaa........." Nathan was screaming his face was running in tears he was shouting..

I was swallowing his cum as he cried out knowing he could. His worst nightmare was over. His being raped in prison for sexual gratification wasn't there any longer. He was shaking..crying.. shoving his cock further down my throat.

The thing that crossed my mind was. I just made love to a man I barely knew. It was intoxicating. I loved it I would have to do this more. Julia was a woman with a man that knew how to make love.

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The memories came flooding back. Now looking back we heard they were shouting in every state and across the ocean. I was feeling melancholy sitting here so many years had passed.

Red Doors Ch. 02



That was the most erotic experience to date having my chance to help Nathan and Julia. The memories would flood back at me with very little help in bringing them on. Yet with good memories there were the bad ones. The one you compared to having an extraction without Novocain still it wouldn't come to the bad memory with some case.

I immediately realized I was good at this. The whole process was just momentous when it was on target. Never having contact with the subject after it made the sexual side more easily to under take. I was never thought of as a woman taking her man, that risk was taken care of.

Leafing through the case history of our next patient I was enthralled with the whole process. Thomas of course was the center of the whole practice. His keen eye for the complete picture caused very few loose threads before, during and after the five week session.

We had a beautiful lunch the after noon before we had our next case. Sitting in the private dining area we were able to talk without fear of being over heard.

The linen laden dining table, crystal dishes and the immaculately kept room served our purpose totally. The chef came to our table during the meal. Thomas spoke fluent Italian I was almost sure he had given this chef a five star compliment.

The chef smiled broadly at me as he took leave. I smiled back without knowing why either of us were smiling.

"What was that smile for Thomas?" I asked interested.

"Oh Paco asked if you were my daughter. Or were we lovers?" Thomas spoke with a slight grin on his face.

"So which are we, Thomas?" I smiled knowing he wouldn't be tricked in telling me anything.

His face lit up and he quietly said, "I told him you were not my daughter." Then he smiled again.

Well, that would be as close as I would know what he did tell the chef. I found him frustrating much of the time. Yet I was so thrilled to be allowed to learn at therapy with this man of great genius.

Our conversation stayed light until we were eating a decadent chocolate mousse.

"Abigail tomorrow will be enlightening for you. I know I will see your reaction with interest. After all you will be the one to initialize the actual sexual therapy." Thomas spoke with very little emotional tones.

"So what makes this so interesting?" I asked without expecting anything to be divulged.

"The couple we will be seeing tomorrow has an interesting problem. Well, not exactly a problem I suppose." He said with a little smile on his face.

I was sitting here looking at him feeling frustrated by his imparting very little on the next case. Then I looked away as though I was just enjoying the fireplace.

"What, no questions?" Thomas laughed teasing me.

"No. I have no questions Thomas." I said defiant.

We finished the lunch with small talk leaving the restaurant in a snow storm.

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Sitting at my small office with the desk lamp on I read through the case work It looked challenging yet once again it was only dry details. Their results of their complete physicals. Their arrival and their remittance. Not caring about the remittance part I shifted the papers so I could try to get my feel of this couple.

She was 5'2" in her forties. Said black hair, blue eyes. No children. She was involved in many worth while activities. Looked to be very active in women's causes.

Glancing down he was 6'0" in his fifties. Silver hair, green eyes. No children. He was a CEO in a banking family. In good health with very little else mentioned.

Sitting their file down I closed my eyes trying to chase away this head ache coming on. Rubbing my temples I seemed to relax enough that I allowed my mind to wonder.

My mind returned to after Nathan's session. I was so very moved by the whole event. I stepped into my shower to allow everything to wash off. Being touched by Nathan I was spinning around. My emotions were on the surface. My mind raced for something to grasp upon. I washed my body with great care I seemed to need to know I was still Abigail. A woman struggling to be a doctor one that wanted nothing less.

The shower was steaming up the room, I was feeling so vulnerable for the fact I was with a man. A man that I would never see again. He brought me to orgasms as I brought him to his. We were two people needing something to allow him to go forward.

As my hands touched my body intimately I felt the need to masturbate. I first soaped my hands so they could glide across my slippery skin. I lowered my fingers to my nipples pulling them out and rolling them around my fingers. This was something I enjoyed it caused me to become moist instantly. Breast play was a mere step to my erogenous zones. I was able to hold my breasts even though they were heavy in my one hand resting upon my fore arm.

Taking the next step I graced my stomach going for the womanly erotic zone. I had to stop my breast and nipple play. So I could open my lips allowing my fingers to barely touch my hanging clit. It had made itself known by the nipple play. I stroked it in my thumb and fore finger making my knees weak. I stopped it enough time to place three fingers inside of me. I felt the orgasm coming into play. I backed off not wanting this to be over. I felt for my G spot [Yes there really is one.] I laughed at the fact men who say there isn't anything like that down there. Were just to inexperienced to know and ashamed to ask to be shown.

I was able to slip my fingers in further as my other hand went in for the clit. Playing with my body was making me erratic in my breathing. I had lost myself into the whole experience when I knew I heard a cough. I was on the edge of an orgasm. I flew over the edge riding the wave the orgasm was shattering my body.

I wanted to stay on the precipice I actually had no alternative I was screaming out in the loudest voice I ever made.

"Ooohhh nowwwwwwwww yesssssssss thisssssssssssss ohhhh fcukkkkkkkk mee.."

I screamed out to nobody.

My body was convulsing from the most erotic masturbating I had ever felt. I finally leaned onto the shower wall. When I heard the coughing again.

"Who's there?" I asked panic rising in my voice.

Nobody answered but I was certain I wasn't alone. I was about to panic before it dawned on me. If there was a cough it had to be Thomas. He was still here he might have walked in on my shower. I got embarrassed to think he would have heard me masturbating. I turned the shower nozzle off as the steam evaporated

I could see the room. Nobody there. I opened the door reaching for the towel I

thought my mind had played a trick on myself.

I started rubbing my body down vigorously, when I smelled the scent of unmistakably of Thomas. His cologne was a custom blend no other man could ever wear it. I smelled him, he had to have been here. 

I smiled at this thought. I was hoping he was becoming to be aroused by me in some small way. I know he had me aroused through out our day. Slipping my robe on I....

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"Penny for your thought Abigail?" Thomas was behind me smiling.

I opened my eyes smiled back at him. Sat up so he couldn't notice I was having an erotic dream.

"No thoughts to share. At least not tonight. Are you ready to leave, Thomas?" I said with a calm I was possessing at least for tonight.

His body language seemed to have changed. Or was it I wanted it to change? We got our coats and walked out into the night's air. He drove me home leaving me chaste at the door.

"Night Abigail see you tomorrow." Thomas spoke as he walked towards his car.

"Yes, tomorrow. Night Thomas." I said opening my door so I could get inside.

**************************1224-51 Edward and Sarah

The day was promising to be a cold one as the snow swept around the corners. People were holding their faces hoping to get inside some where warm before frost bite took them over. I came through the front door only minutes after Thomas had. I could see his coat and scarf hanging on the tree stand.

"Good afternoon Abigail. It's going to be a record cold breaking day out there." Thomas said with a little jubilant tone to his voice.

I turned away placing my coat next to his. As I turned to answer him I saw what had to be our appointment today. They were a little early neither dressed very warm for today's weather.

"They are here it looks. I hope they know that the cold is biting they need better coats. They must be from the South." I managed to say before the door chimes alerted they were there.

As I opened the door we made small talk looking at one another smiling. Thomas came out to greet them also. Their coats were cloth coats but not warm enough for this time of year.

We all went into the sitting room took our places went right into talking about there life.

"Edward is having a problem. I am sorry for being blunt and to the point it's that I don't have much time to dilly dally upon niceties." Sarah blurted out without breathing.

Edward seemed to be shyer and more withdrawn of the two. He seemed to find it 

hard to speak. Yet he looked upon her with eyes of love, they were perfectly matched for one another.

"I think Edward should be made aware of the fact that I am needing a lot more from him right now. I love him have since third grade. We have everything we could ever want. Except for one thing. It's time we don't have time, very little of it." Sarah said matter of fact.

I was amazed with this woman her demeanor was nurturing, caring, loving and giving. She slid her hand into Edward's smiling at him. At this point Edward looked her in her eyes with tears swelling up in his.

"Sarah is a blunt speaking woman. She didn't use to be she just has had to be the past two years. She faces obstacles that would drown any other woman with an ease. She can't take time to dance around issues. That's why we are here actually. She is dying." His voice stuck in his throat. He kept the tears from falling down his face.

My head was spinning my questions were many. I learned to not ask that the patient will tell you when they can speak about it on their comfort level. They seemed to have become one they held hands and touched quite sweetly.

"So our problem is I am not going to survive much longer I am needing Edward more. I mean intimately I am wanting him. We both are dealing with my disease in our own way. Mine is head on and getting through it. Edward seems to be pulling away." Sarah said with a firm tone.

Edward lowered his face as though to not face the inevitable. We sat there while they seemed to revive one another. I know my eyes were getting watery but I dared not allow them to fall. What an amazing couple they were. I couldn't see how sex therapy would be a solution for them.

"So how long have you lived with cancer?" Thomas asked.

"Well, I am going now for my third time around in four years. It's not going to go away this time. I won't be here most likely even in a few months." Sarah spoke plainly.

Edward tensed up making me feel he wasn't sure she would die even this time. He was in denial hoping for a reprieve one more time.

"I can't make love with her." Edward whispered. "I want to I just can't I am afraid I will hurt her. Or I would cause her to die."

"Edward by a freakish accident seemed to think he broke my wrist bone. I mean I have bone cancer, they are brittle he was so mortified he hasn't tried again." Sarah said with sadness in her voice.

Sarah leaned over kissed Edward's cheek then she seemed to need to be quiet for a few minutes. She was so pale with almost wasted away body fat. She had a sadness about her. She smiled often laughed some. She was gearing up to tell us what she wanted.

"I have been the only woman Edward has ever been with. I am his grade school girlfriend so to speak. We didn't need children and now hind sight I think that would have made this easier for us. I want you to show Edward ways to make love to me so he won't feel he is hurting me." Sarah said quietly.

"I don't want to be with another woman, Sarah." Edward was firm in his voice.

His face was struck with terror as he looked at me, then Thomas.

"I need you Edward. I need to be held. I need to be shown that you still want me. I need you to make love to me, please?" Sarah's eyes were tearing up.

Hearing her say please Edward looked as though he was aware of the urgency of his sexual touches were to Sarah. He seemed resigned to the idea he was going to be with her intimately.

"Will you help me? Will you show me how to be with Sarah so I can't hurt her?

I love this woman with my whole heart. She needs me, please help us?" Edward said with strength he was finding.

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They came back for their therapy each time with a renewed feeling of hope. Not for her to live but for them to enjoy each other to the end.

I was dressing for tonight with a mixed feeling. Edward was needing some strength needing to have faith he wouldn't harm her any. Over the five week therapy they found laughter, tears along with a calm that I could see would carry them through.

The chimes alerted they were here. Hearing voices I went to meet them. Chatting with Sarah, Edward seemed to be standing taller. His wanting to give her the love she wanted he seemed to be stronger for it.

She wanted to be in the ante room, while we were behind the red doors. Thomas was in his office as usual.

It seemed to not be a need for sexy role play. I was there to show him how to make love to her with little or no pressure from his body weight. We found pillows that were placed under my chest throwing my hips in the air. He was able to enter me with no weight upon my body at all. His sliding inside of me caught me off balance. He was tentative in the beginning but gathering up nerve. Then we laid side by side him behind me he slipped inside without body weight once again.

His body was being relaxed more as I showed him she could sit upon him then she wouldn't have any body weight again placed upon her brittle bones. I started rocking upon his cock with slow circular motions. He was laid back watching me.

I felt a little like I was being mechanical, when he reached up and took my breasts pulling me to his mouth. As soon as he placed their nipples inside of his mouth I became wet.

He was moving his hips up as I was pressing down onto him. We were riding the sheer enjoyment from each other. He was holding onto my hips causing me to become saturated with my precum.

"Edward this is soo hott." I managed to whisper.

"Hhhhnnnnnmmm Yes it is isn't it?" He said between his clenched teeth.

I was feeling so aroused I brought his hand to my pussy. Placing his finger around my clit he started playing with me. I was losing track of time or place as I felt the orgasm shatter all around his cock.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Nowwwwwwwwwwwww yesssssssssssssss..." I screamed.

His face looked at mine with sheer ecstasy upon it. His eyes were pleading with mine to help him cum. I reached behind me and placed his balls inside of my hand and squeezed slightly. He locked eyes with mine, allowing his hips to grind up inside of me.

"Oh Yeeesssssssssssssss I ammmmmm wanttttttttttt youuuuuuuuu Sarahhhhhh." He shouted so loud he strained his voice box.

His hot cum was splashing all up inside of me with waves of spasms as he was filling me up he started crying.

"I thought sex was forbidden to me. I didn't feel like I should enjoy sex when she was so ill. I want to help her get through this. She taught me how to live she 

is teaching me how to die. Oh my God, I need to be with her more than ever." He seemed to have laid his burden down.

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As they left I felt a strange mix of feelings come over me. He was so thrilled he 

had found the challenge to be with Sarah. Sarah was so happy it was almost scary.

I sat down in the bathroom while I was allowing the steam to build and cried for them. Later when I was ready to go home, I couldn't get them out of my thoughts.

A love so pure that she wanted him to see there would be love making after her.

It was only three weeks later when we heard she had passed away. Edward was doing okay, he left the country to England to get his bearings back. As all patients there were some that would never touch my heart. Then there were ones that touched me forever...



Red Doors Ch. 03



Remembering in the beginning I recalled an exciting overwhelming feeling as each new client came. The money stopped my financial burdens instantly. Having been with Thomas everyday I was enjoying a far wider social life.

Juggling the ER schedule with my Therapy was a tough one. I didn't mention that I was involved in Sex Therapy to any fellow students. Awkward wouldn't be the half of it if they found out my involvement.

The cases never came to fast never seemed to be a lack of them either. Sitting in on the sessions were extremely beneficial for my part of the five week therapy.

I would sit some nights and try to remember my life without this in it. I was always harried, pushed for money, lack of sleep. It was every med student's night mare. I didn't have to get moon lighting jobs any longer, I was financially stable.

I was working with a master on Sexual Therapy. Any new innovative therapy was generally coming from his practice. Thomas never spoke about the sexual side of mine. I assumed he didn't care actually. His sessions were exhilarating each case history was spell binding.

I was laying back in the bath tub awaiting for the new client to come in. I enjoyed the whole process from session one to the nights like tonight. Being with Robert tonight would be an exciting challenge. 

My mind started to drift when I heard a knocking on the door. I was covered completely with soap suds.

"Yes," I hollered out.

"It's Thomas, Abigail are you decent?" He sounded a little perplexed.

I looked around saw that I was completely covered before I answered him back.

"Yes, Yes, Thomas I am covered. You may come in." I said with a little alarm in my voice.

The door opened gingerly but he stepped in stood by the door. I could see he was distressed which threw me. Thomas never looked anything but calm. Tonight he was pale.

"I just heard that our session tonight was canceled. There was an automobile accident involving Robert. Sherry called from the hospital she thinks he will be released tomorrow morning." Thomas spoke quietly.

I noted he was uncomfortable being in the bath as I was naked. Or perhaps I wanted him nervous. I looked upon his face seeing the gentleness he possessed I could tell their accident was throwing him off tonight.

"Well, Thomas tomorrow will be fine they are in good hands. I think Martin is on call so they will be getting superb care. Thank you for letting me know, though."

I said with compassion.

He didn't make a move to leave. I sat there covered in bubbles but they were starting to evaporate. He was looking at me, I thought just do it Thomas. Just do it ask me out. Or walk over here and kiss me. Or anything or everything. I had to work hard to try and keep myself sane around him.

I knew he was twenty some years older than I. That didn't matter to me. I knew that he was my professor that also didn't matter to me.

His body was struggling for him to do the right thing. Which for him would be to turn around leave as quietly as possible. Yet, he stood there looking at me with eyes I couldn't read.

"Thomas is there anything else you want to say?" I regretted those words as I heard them leave my mouth.

Thomas didn't need me. I would be a hindrance in his eyes. I would cause way to many headaches for him. I sounded like I expected him to give his undying love to me this very moment.

His hand touched the door knob he turned but then stopped. Looking at me he smiled as he winked at me.

"Abigail you are a dangerous woman. The young man that wins your heart will be forever left off balanced by you. Your beautiful, intelligent, remarkably the best

sex therapist ever was known. I look upon your beauty right now I regret one thing, I regret I am not a man of youth." His voice trailed as he opened the door and left me.

I was sitting there mouth open he just said all these wonderful things then he left. He just left! I was so angry I threw the loofah at the closed door. My mind was reeling so when I heard Thomas laugh I was caught off balanced.

"Don't throw wet loofahs at wooden doors, they make such messes." His voice broke out laughing.

I was so enraged I could just spit. Then I looked at the water running down the door and I had to laugh. Thomas was a challenge in many ways. Hearing the nice things he said gave me a little encouragement.

"Don't worry Thomas I will clean it up. Oh and by the way thank you for noticing me." I laughed harder. 

His office light was on when I had left the bath. I thought I should just knock then walk in there and drop my robe. Make him see my nudity maybe he would become inflamed by the sight. I did walk past his door but quietly walked on.

I was almost ready to leave when the electricity flickered. The lights were off but the generator didn't kick in. I knew I had a flashlight some where on my desk. I was scrounging around for it when a beam of light kissed my shoulder ever so lightly.

"Lights out." Thomas said with authority. His large frame filled the door way.

"Yes, I can see that Thomas." I teased him. 'Perhaps they will come on right away." I whispered.

"No, I don't think so the whole city is down. It's much to dangerous to leave here to try to drive Abigail." He spoke calmly.

We stood close to one another neither of us speaking. I was sure he could hear my heart beat. I could have reached out and touched his face so easily. His cologne was intoxicating. If he would only lean a little towards me we could kiss a kiss of innocence. 

I was standing there wanting that kiss. Not knowing how to get it though. As I felt his body move I thought he is going to kiss me. I was so excited I closed my eyes waiting for that touch. I could feel his body leaning in I was becoming so light headed. This was it. This was the kiss that would allow us to go on see what could be for us?

All of a sudden I had a bright light blaring into my eyes. I opened them to find Thomas was leaning towards me but he was reaching past me. He was thisclose so I stood there. Waiting for this momentous kiss.

"Abigail your flash light was under the text book. Here I got it for you. Let me turn it on for you." Thomas was spoke.

I was fuming inside a stupid flash light. Well, this was it. No more wanting his kiss no more thinking I wanted him. I was done. I was so done with him that I took the flash light and turned on my heel left the room.

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Many years past that out break of chilled passion. Thomas had me he didn't know it, but he had me.

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I sat here recalling the cases that I had learned my lessons in life. Some were a mere knot in the tapestry of life. Some were major stitches that touched me so deeply. I know the general consensual outlook on sex therapy was it was a sleazy

profession.

People were living longer which made sexual relationships very basic and important in their daily life. They were having sex later and later in their years.

A marriage was a process of daily giving and taking. Ask each partner and the really good ones would say I give my 110% all the time. Their partners would say the same thing the key word was 'give'.

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I leaned back into my chair closing my eyes for a moment to regain my strength.

"Abigail are you sleeping?" Thomas spoke softly.

"Hhhhmmmm yes sound asleep, Thomas." I answered with teasing in my voice.

His voice did wonderful things to me. His words could bring me such happiness he was a gentle man. There even times when I could be saddened by his voice.

I should remember reminiscing was dangerous for me. I learned from the master

I absorbed every nuance. Knowing with each couple there was always something to learn to keep.

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Checking the time I realized I had to start getting ready for Robert. He had been cleared from a head concussion we resumed the therapy. Thomas had been withdrawn all day. I had learned to leave him to his thoughts. It seemed to be much more different his demeanor as of late.

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Looking into the full length mirror I was able to see and appreciate my appearance for tonight. I had picked soft tones of pastel colors. The corset was tight enough to take two inches off my stomach. It laid flat upon my lower stomach across my hip bones. Pale pink satin with lace along with satin ties it gave a pure look. My garter was sitting low on my hips it was a pale pink floral design.

Up high on my thighs were lace frilly ruffled stockings pale white. As I slipped my feet into my slippers I looked at the complete picture. I was let me see I was a girlie girl woman in pink.

Braiding my hair I was seeing the total look I was portraying. Feminine softly demure, womanly without aggressive behavior. Turning slowly I was impressed of how this came out.

I went into the bed room for the last minute touches. Making everything picture perfect for tonight.

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Robert and Sherry 0314-51

Looking at the folder I was able to see what Robert and Sherry was like.

She read well on paper. Her life seemed to be one big conference. Traveled extensively for business. Was an only child. Married late in life. Three children

all in middle school. Had every degree that was possible. High powered executive

decisions made by her.

So what was missing? She was on the fast track soaring high on business acumen.

He read well too. His life was quite casual against her. He was a free lance writer. Rarely traveled took care of home and children. He had been on the fast track but it looked like he had given it up after the kids were born. He had ten brothers and sisters. Loved family gatherings. 

He looked like he had become a house husband. Yet, with Sherry's full support in doing so.

So what was the nucleus of this couples problems? Well due to an auto accident we would get our chance later this afternoon.

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As they arrived they were walking close but not touching. The door chimes told us they were here with ten minutes to spare. I enjoyed being the one that opened the door. I enjoyed looking at their demeanor as they approached the office.

She was in a three piece gray pin striped suit with two inch heels. Her hair had been cut rather short almost mannish in appearance. No makeup yet quite pretty.

No jewelry but a watch I noted that was a Rolex time piece.

Robert was in a casual suit with a sport shirt no tie. His hair was mussy but then he seemed to be comfortable with dressy casual clothing. He made constant eye contact seemed to enjoy talking.

"Well, Robert I am glad to see you made it out of the hospital in one piece." Thomas spoke as they sat down.

Robert smiled dazzling smile cleared his throat and crossed his legs. He leaned a little forward but kept his legs crossed.

"It was a very nice hospital actually. It was a freakish accident something that I am sure could have been prevented. But here we are." Robert said with a big grin on his face.

Sherry seemed to have little to say about anything. But I knew people seemed to need to gather their thoughts before plunging into therapy. Boy was I wrong.

"Robert wouldn't have been hurt if he could have remembered where he placed the contract for the rental car. His job was to make sure that this was the right car for the right price." Sherry spoke as though she had parted with wisdom.

Robert looked at her smiled uncrossed his legs.

"Once again Sherry I am not the errand boy for you. Nor the keeper of all things

contractual for you." Robert was a little edgy.

Sherry seemed to not notice his demeanor. Then she set there her cell phone rang. Jumping up she answered it with no fan fare or care about the rest of us in the room. She had raised her voice some, hung the phone up looked at us like where were we?

Thomas sat there ever calm exterior kept his fingers clasped waiting for the next person to speak.

"I cannot believe I am going to have to do this from here. My secretary is just a helpless soul without my constant guidance. Nothing gets done without me seeing to it. By the way Robert did you remember to stop the newspaper delivery? God I hope so." Sherry spoke with little care to how she abruptly ended the session.

"Sherry you shouldn't be so rude." Robert sounded exasperated.

Sherry looked up like what did I do that was rude? She had managed to twice make Robert look dumb. Unable to do anything correct.

"Robert don't be so touchy. It's not necessary to get pouty." Sherry casually spoke.

Robert was smiling yet he was upset. His body language was saying he was mad as hell. Thomas was quiet more than usual.

"Dr. William, Sherry is overbearing, demanding she directs everything in our life.

It's blending into our bedroom now. I am here for something you might not be able to fix. I want to be the man in this marriage. Inside of my bedroom I want to be the dominant one." Robert said with force.

Sherry seemed to not notice his change. She fidgeted with her cell phone played with her watch.

"Sherry will you listen?" Robert shouted loudly.

"Robert when you raise your voice I quit listening." Sherry was condescending in her domineering attitude.

"Well, Sherry I want a woman a soft loving women in my bedroom. I want you in one room of our home to be a feminine woman." Robert sounded exasperated.

"Robert we have gone through this how many times? You know my personality its not submissive to any man nor woman." Sherry cleared her throat. Almost yawned she was so clueless.

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The therapy sessions were enormously trying. They seemed to not be able to connect upon any level. She wanted everything the way she wanted it. He was just asking to have one room where he could be in charge. Listening to her over bearing personality I was amazed at his patience. So they found a compromise she was hesitant but she willingly agreed upon the outcome.

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I was standing there dressed like a feminine woman, all soft sensual delicately.

We had discussed the bedroom as being a place that Sherry would willingly be more subservient. It was a tough compromise she was a tough nut to crack.

Hearing voices I knew they had arrived meaning for me to go out to meet them. Looking at the bedroom, I saw the place was adoringly feminine. Now to get the

evening started. Slipping my robe on I walked out to the foyer.

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Sherry was looking at her watch as I slipped up behind them. Thomas was speaking to Robert about the evening. Robert looked a little annoyed at Sherry she wasn't noticing. She seemed to be put out by the whole session tonight.

Thomas had asked her not to have her cell phone with her. Sherry looked stricken with fear. Reluctantly she gave it to Thomas.

"Shall we proceed Robert?" I asked quietly.

He turned towards me smiled broadly seemed to be ready to venture into the red doors. I enjoyed the walk to the bedroom. It gave us a little time to speak before the bedroom was entered.

"You look quite ravishing tonight Abigail." Robert was cordial. His manner was relaxed.

"Thank you Robert." I spoke with a calm voice.

I realized that in doing this I really enjoyed it. I was never a big one on dating yet having sex with almost strangers were titillating. I worried I wouldn't be able to be intimate with the patient. I shouldn't have worried, it was intoxicating.

"Please Robert come inside." I spoke as I opened the bedroom.

When the doors opened I heard him whistle low. He stepped inside with caution.

As I closed the doors behind us he walked towards the bed.

"Abigail this is so beautiful I would even say its the most erotic room I have seen in my life. Everything is made for sensual senses to be touched. You know what a man would love." Robert spoke as he was taking off his shirt.

I walked towards him swinging my hips, keeping my eyes locked onto his. He dropped his shirt onto the floor. I stopped walking slowly dropped my robe so he could see my lingerie.

"Oh Abigail what a beautiful sight. You look like an angel. Come to me." He whispered.

I truly felt vulnerable I stepped towards him he sat on the bed just to watch me walk. I could see he was pleased by my lingerie.

"You like Robert? You like the color? The softness? You want me to walk closer so you can feel me?" I whispered deep in my throat. I looked down tilted my head and looked at him with a smile.

"Oh yes very much. I want to touch you Abigail, touch you with passions." Robert leaned back a little as he undid his slacks.

I walked to him but stood just out from his reach. I stopped turned slowly so he could see that I was all soft pink.

"You want to touch me Robert? Let me come closer so you can be able to touch which is yours?" I spoke low.

"Mmmm Abigail you are soo feminine all woman. I am so blown away by this whole 

evening." He spoke as he lowered his slacks and I saw he wasn't wearing boxers.

My eyes looked enjoying his physique, he was extremely built. His trim waist his broad shoulder he was handsome. He stood up reached out for me bringing me to him. I got all bashful all of a sudden laid my head upon his chest. He wrapped his arms around me.

"Oh Abigail that's okay. I just enjoy holding you close, you don't need to be embarrassed." He said as he started to drop his hands onto my ass.

His hands closed upon my ass cheeks massaging them. I was feeling more excited.

"Robert you want me to touch you, now? Like this?" I said lowering my hands down around his waist. 

"Let me touch you Robert please? Let me feel your cock let me touch you okay?"

I quietly begged. "I mean Robert you need to tell me how you want me to touch you, okay" I whispered

Robert was enjoying me asking for his directions. His body relaxed yet he was beginning to be aroused deeply. His body was telling me he was becoming the dominant one in this bedroom. I catered to his desires, yet keeping mine alive.

"I want to touch you Robert. Let me show you the way a woman can love her man."

I spoke walking him backwards.

"Mmmmm Abigail be careful you might get fucked." Robert said with determination. "I would love to see how you love your man." His head thrown back

he was smiling.

"Well, may I touch your cock? I want to feel its power its strength its noble head

the ridge is so huge." I didn't dare touch before he allowed me the permission.

His body lowered onto the bed. He kept his eyes open watching me with interest. Making me feel a little shy.

"Yes, please touch me Abigail, touch my cock." He smiled broadly.

My hands reached his cock with the gentleness of a submissive woman. I looked into his eyes smiled with my lips. I was touching his cock with passions he had inflamed in me. The feelings were genuine I was feeling passions in my pussy. His

body was lain out before me.

"I need to touch you Robert, I truly need to touch your cock." I said with hesitation in my voice.

Robert was allowing me to touch him with passions just under the surface. I wanted him to be aware the fact was I wanted him to know he was in charge. It was meant to be that way. I wouldn't do anything without his approval. Besides men love being the dominant person in sexual forays.

"Abigail tell me you want me." His voice was shaking. "Tell me I am the only man you will ever want, need, or love." His voice was raspy.

Robert was pleading with his eyes to be completely wanted with passions. His body was straight out on the bed. I got upon the bed with my eyes looking into his ice blue eyes. I didn't say a word yet laying next to him his body responded.

He kissed me with a butterfly touch upon a rose. His lips were soft yet exploring

mine. His lips brought me into the next level of being sensually stroked. He pulled me to him with a softness, bordering on an urgent need. I was allowing him to be the aggressor, he initiated every single move. His tongue explored my mouth making me whimper into a moan.




Red Doors Ch. 03



"Mmmm yes Robert this is wonderful." I said with a whispered voice.

His tongue started down my neck with its tip he made paths down off my shoulders. We hadn't a care in the world time was ours. He licked, sucked and kissed my shoulders moving down to my collar bone. I was being kissed, licked into ecstasy.

His lips moved across my flesh with utter abandon nothing was rushed. His lips were on their way to my breasts. He took my satin ties and slowly untied my corset. He managed to open it with a steady hand. I smiled he was very thorough

with opening each eyelet.

His hands were dancing upon my skin with light strokes. As he unfastened the last eyelet my breasts seem to float upon his chest. His eyes were sensuously taking my nudity in.

His head was down as he buried his face upon my cleavage. I heard him moan knowing he had sparked my passions upon his. Slowly he brought the right breast into his mouth massaging the left, with his hand.

It caused me to throw my head back moaning ever so lightly. I was lost between his tongue and lips his breast play was magnificently making me wet. I was stunned at his lips and tongue how they played upon my exposed flesh.

Just as I was relaxing wanting this to never end, he started moving down the center of my body. I was in such a state that I almost pulled him back up. His head kept moving down..down..down. He got as far as my navel until I felt him moving further down.

I was so aroused I wanted to shove his face into my throbbing pussy. His head was moving but not fast enough. I laughed at myself, I would really do him injustice to rush him along. I felt him around my pubic bone before he opened my legs so he could see what I was all about.

"Nice Abigail a very beautiful pussy." His laughter was like hearing wind chimes on a slightly windy day. "I see you are wet, would you enjoy me licking you dry?"

His voice was teasing.

"Mmmmm Robert I may be wet, but with you there it will never get dry." I laughed as his head buried inside my pussy.

His first touch of my outer lips caused me to scream out. Pulling them stretching them out was so erotic. He carefully went around my pussy so as to not touch my clit. My clit had awakened with a hardness quite pleasantly pain filled. I was very aroused by his attention to my soft womanly folds.

"My oh my Abigail are you hurting? He laughed as he took a finger flicking at my clit.

"Well, Robert I am hurting will you help me? Please?" I spoke with my voice cracking a little.

He looked me in my eyes smiling he ran his fingers inside my inner lips. Graced my clit ever so lightly I jerked from the electrical feeling. He did it again this time tapping upon my clit. I was moving towards his mouth, shoving my pussy into his face.

He tapped, blew, then finally he brought it into his mouth. I was stunned at the sensation that blew through me. I grabbed his hair shoving my pussy into his face.

"Oh, fuck Robert please please...help me cum?" I begged him.

His tongue was dancing upon my pussy quick jabs long licks, over and over again. Assaulting my inner body with sensations I had never felt this intense.

"Roberrtttttttttt nowwwww I iiiiiii ammmm this is....no waittttttt moreerrrrr ohhh fuckkkk meeee now!" I was shouting so loud he stopped to make sure I was okay.

Robert was pelting me with erotic sensations. He was making my flesh feel on fire. His hands were working my nipples as his tongue wiped against my pussy.

"I can see where I would never lick you dry." He laughed just that moment I screamed out I was cumming.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh noooooo waaaaayyyy innn hellllllll stopppp thisssss a minuteeeee." I lost my sound.

My eyes rolled backwards my knees snapped almost shut but Robert was holding on to my clit. His tongue owned me right at this time. His bobbing head was over powering my whole being.

His body moved so quickly where his fat cock was pushing into my pussy. His cock was spreading my lips wider. He kept his body weight on his elbows as he was pussy pounding me to orgasm. Every time he pumped he took my body by pressing my head down, shoving it down to meet his grinding cock.

Piston pumping his hips were moving so hard I was screaming into his chest. Nothing not even a tornado would part us at this point of fucking. Nothing would interfere with his fucking me senseless. His teeth was grinding hard making every motion count.

He was sweating right along with me. His sweat and scent was wafting up to meet mine. We were glistening with sex hormones. We were fighting to stay fucking with each other. As we moved in unison we both knew this wouldn't last. We were building up to one hell of an orgasm.

His ripped through his body like a 220 charge of current. His body was convulsing with a rhythm that fought mine. We couldn't stop we were on that sexual high.

"Oooooohhhhhhh babbbbbbbbyyyyyyy Iiiiiiiii needdddddeddddd youuuuu sooo muchhhhh nowwwww!!!!!" He managed to scream before he felt the next wave slamming in.

"Mmmmmeeeeee tooooooo00000 nothinggggggg betterrrr thannnnnnn fucking dirty sexxxxxxx!" I lost my voice half way through.

As the orgasms subsided we were left limp. Not daring to move his cock was so sensitive he would have cried. My moving was out of the question I was there with no spine left.

He lowered his head upon my breasts and smiled at me. I looked at his face knowing he was content. It was a softer moment for us. We laid there for awhile until our hearts were beating normally.

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Remembering that was a tender memory for me. They pulled their marriage away from the divorce courts. She was never to answer a phone near their bedroom. She was to never be rushed, in fact she stepped down from the high powered life style.

They bought a winery and opened a bed and breakfast on the West coast. We got an announcement. It read "Welcome to the Red Door's Inn."



Red Doors Ch. 04



Seeing the pictures that I had long forgotten.  Not the person in the pictures all the same the pictures.  I had placed them away where I could touch them when I thought I could handle them.  Seeing the lacy envelope made my heart quicken. 

Pulling them out one by one I felt the pain all over again.  I wanted to put them back not seeing their image.  Thomas was looking into the camera I had snapped the shot just after he had stood up.  It was in Italy where we escaped after I graduated med school. 

I had majored in Emergency medicine was swept off my feet by the best teaching hospital in the mid west.  Thomas had begged me to go away with him as soon as I got my diploma in hand.  I had become strong willed so it took me almost three months before we went on our trip. 

Three long months looking back now.  Three months I had wasted away.  I mean after all it took me almost two years to make Thomas see me.  Gradually it happened, he came to me.  We were seeing one another non stop working side by side.  Taking our sessions with great hope and cares for the couples.  We were almost as one entity. 

I am had found a note in Thomas' hand writing which was surprisingly very beautiful.  He had asked me to meet him in the Garden room at the elite hotel in out town.  I was flabbergasted after all this time he actually invited me to dine out with him. 

Not being sure what he intended I didn't actually know what to wear.  I didn't want to be to dressy nor to casual.  I opted for too dressy being on the side of caution I would be at least beautiful.  

Stepping out of my shower I dried my body with a thirsty towel.  I had decided to wear a new corset, garter for the evening.  Pale blue with satin and lace kissing and hugging my curves.  Thigh high stockings and four inch heels finished the desired look I was going for. 

Slipping the off the shoulder black evening dress.  I turned around to see what he would be seeing.  I smiled satisfied that I was indeed dressed for something special tonight.  My cleavage was acceptable in public.  I smiled as I thought how my cleavage might have brought us together. 

It was eight sharp when the doorbell chimed.  Opening it to the long stretch black on black limousine.  I actually felt my heart beating faster.  The driver opened the car door for me.  We drove through the older part of the city.  It was just picture perfect already.  As the car slid to a perfect stop, I heard the car door being opened.  There he was tall handsome and ever so sexy Thomas.  

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"Good evening Abigail.  I am so happy you could make it.  Shall we?" Thomas said with a calm demeanor. 

I held my hand out for him to take, we turned to the left walking through a beautiful rose garden. 

"Good evening Thomas.  I am so happy you asked me to dine with you. " I said with more steadiness than I actually had. 

Walking to the table were bunches and bunches of roses with candles.  I was noticing the room it was almost like a story book.  He had thought of everything.  I had told him one night how I would like someday to be whisked off my feet. 

He pulled me into his body with a possessive manner.  I was stunned at the moment he had never touched me like this before.  Could I be dreaming? I wanted to sleep forever if I were dreaming.  His hands were pressing me into his body.  Every curve every muscle was pressing him against me.  I was wanting to touch him like this for so long. 

His lips moved down to mine, I wanted the innocence to last forever.  I felt his body it was pulling me up almost off the ground.  When his lips graced mine with a kiss of innocence promising me everything.  I inhaled so deeply my moaning was lost in his mouth. 

My eyes closed his lips were parting mine.  His tongue came into my mouth playing so sensually with mine.  I was dreaming this couldn't be real.  His hands were in the small of my back.  I felt his muscles knowing his every curve.  As his lips parted from mine they parted with a slight tugging.  He pushed me back a little in doing this I opened my eyes.  His eyes were smiling, I knew that smile.  It was the smile I had always dreamt of seeing. 

He pulled me back into his body.  Smelling my hair leaning his face into it he inhaled deeply. 

"Abigail I have wanted to do this since you were in my class.  I wanted you from the moment we laid eyes on one another.  I wanted you for myself when you joined me in our practice. " His voice was gentle. 

"To hell on the fact I am your professor.  I am a man with passions, passionate for you.  The mere fact I wanted to be with you, keeping everything proper.  We wasted so many years, so many years. " His voice had turned sad. 

I stepped back looking into his eyes.  They were speaking to me if only I would read them.  He pulled me to his body with a renewed effort.  His hands pulled me to his body it was the purist form of eroticism.  Every action had a reaction.  Every moan was joined by others.  His hands were playing me with passions that had been ignited in us. 

His hands seemed to be touching me in different places at the same time.  I felt his hands pulling my dress up.  Hands were massaging my ass sans panties.  I felt his fingers pulling my ass closer moving expertly into my pussy.  I felt his fingers slipping into my folds of skin. 

I heard a loud moaning I thought might have been a lion roaring.  It was the sound Thomas made when he first touched my pussy. 

"Agghhhhhhhhhh oh fuck oh fuck... Abigailll.  If you only knew... " His voice was fading in and out.  Speaking was sheer effort on his part. 

I nestled into his body making sure he could have full access to mine.  I was needing to sit or lay down, I was losing the equilibrium war.  I felt his fingers pulling my lips apart with a roughness I adored.  I don't know how he did it but he managed to pull my dress off me.  He smiled when he saw I wore no panties.  What were there purpose was my motto?

He became animalistic basic instinct he was needing to fuck.  I was here.  What else did we need? I wanted to fuck him senseless we were both ignited with pure lust.  He buried his face in my hair, as he was groping my ass in his hands. 

I heard moaning.  I heard groaning when I reciprocated touching his cock through his slacks.  We were both heated to the level of fucking each other come what may. 

His body had grown more muscular it seemed.  Feeling his hardened cock on my hip bone was such a sensual feeling.  I could still feel him pressing into my hip as he was rhythmical his groin upon me.  We were moving one on the other, passionately we fed off each other.  I swayed using my hips in a circular motion. 

His voice was raspy guttural, his hands were causing me great pleasure.  He finally pulled me up into his body I actually was taken off my feet.  He grabbed my ass moving me with his thighs.  We were clumsy but we ended upon the table.  Not seeing it before I hurriedly glanced seeing the crystal dishes flying. 

His body was owning mine.  He was almost frantic in his gestures.  I grabbed his dress shirt trying to unbutton it.  It didn't work my fingers were useless.  So I dropped them down to his slacks.  I managed to rip the button off his slacks, but the zipper stayed closed. 

I used my ankles to pull him closer, making my fingers take his zipper down.  He was pushing his hips into my hands.  I was feeling the shaft of his cock trying to find freedom.  His knees were bent enough I was finally able to free his cock. 

It came flying out bouncing into the air.  I was able to see it a half second before his mouth covered mine.  We were melded into one another.  I didn't know where I left off his body started. 

Hearing a shrill screaming sound I turned to see who it was.  It was my own body reacting from his.  We were hungry like two starved people finally reaching their fantasies.  His palms were moving down my thighs when he got to my knees.  He pressed them back and wide I seen his face he was grinning.  A wicked grin one that caused me to become so wet.  He dipped his fingers into my wetness.  Putting them immediately into his mouth.  

I was blown away by his gesture.  He placed his fingers deeper bringing more of my cum to his lips.  His smiling made me blush.  After he spread me wide, tasted me his smile caused me to blush. 

"Abigail you are amazing in so many ways.  I won't be a fool any longer I want you now and forever. " His voice trailed off. 

He seemed to just stand there as he had me on display.  I could see his cock dancing in mid air right above my pussy.  I wanted that cock buried up inside of me but decided I would wait for his next move.  

He flipped me over on my stomach and pressed my head down leaving my ass high.  Waiting for the moment he would ram me with his cock.  It confused me when I felt a soft wiggly sensation.  Then my mind comprehended that he was eating me from behind.  His tongue became his cock.  I was breathless with the erotic feel of being ate out all exposed like that. 

He brought his tongue going down around my lips on the outside to plunge his tongue deeply.  It happened after the third time.  He caused me to cum so hard that squirting his face he hollered out. 

"Oh Fuck Oh Fuck.. C'Mon baby give me more?" His voice was shaking. 

I went into sub space without looking back.  Nothing seemed to be able to stay in focus for me.  I wasn't, couldn't speak just short staccato syllables.  My pussy was reamed out so expertly.  That my body quit.  Shutting itself down for only the mere needs to maintain while he kept me into sub space. 

Breathing shallow was what my body could handle.  Cumming in waves I wasn't aware of the multitudes of orgasms he brought me too. 

Suddenly I was being thrown back onto my back.  As my shoulders touched the surface of the table I felt him penetrate me.  Seeing his face as he pushed his cock into my pussy.  I saw he was smiling, also his face was shining.  I didn't have enough brain power to realize he was wearing my cum. 

Piston pumping into me, my head hitting the table with each full length stroke.  We managed to stay up with one another.  I was able to speak I just didn't seem to have anything to say. 

"Abigail I am am am... Cummm ininnnnnn oh fuck baby... fuck fuck fuck me I ammm cummingggg nowwww!" Thomas shouted out like an Indian at a war dance. 

"Aaaaaaaaaggggggghhhhhhhhh Pllllleassssssseeeeeee Ooooooohhhhh whattttttt the fuckkkkkk isssss happpppppennnnninggggg??'" He said as he soared into sub space. 

His brain made him feel the back of his head slamming into the back of his face.  His body twitched, shuddered, imploding.  His face lit up so handsomely.  He had leaned into the table as his cock shattered my pussy with hot lava cum. 

The table was the only thing keeping him on his feet.  He had sailed away.  His body was working over time to keep him from fainting onto the floor.  

**************** 

Tears came over me remembering that night.  It seemed to engulf me with so much love.  Putting the picture back.  Two months later while in Italy it happened.  Just like the doctor had told us.  "He wouldn't know it was coming. " 

I brought Thomas back home. 

I inherited the practice along with the Red Door's.  The only thing I changed about the practice was couples needn't be married.  That one night of passions were followed by many more.  We had a short six months together that will eternally be all mine. 

That was four years ago many patients passed through my office.  Many sessions were taken behind the Red Door's. 

I hope to share with you the one's that changed me as well.



Red Doors Ch. 05



I was sitting at my desk with the files being randomly askew. Where Thomas was neat I was neatly disorganized. I could put my finger on any folder. Thomas rolled his eyes in utter dismay. His trash was even neatly placed in the waste bin.

Opposite's attract in our case it was right on target. It took me two years to get him to see me. Many nights I would scream out in passionate hollering. Oh, not because we were together. Because we weren't. I would be so frustrated it wasn't because I didn't try.

I made all types of reasons up for him to catch me half dressed. I made sure he was aware of my desires. Yet he seemed to always be walking away. His rugged good looks made my knees weak.

It was nearing Christmas when we got the next couple. We had planned to close down when this case was finished. Our holidays were rapidly coming towards us. I made sure Thomas knew I was free if he needed to have somebody to go shopping with him.

Well, it really paid off. He gave me a list with the stores where I could find the things. It was beautifully written out. He called me a 'Real Sweetie' for volunteering to do his last minute shopping.

I don't think he could read body language. If he did he would have read some four letter words in my body.

*****

It was right after that conversation I sat down to read up on our newest case history. I got lost in reading the case history. I found it a little to cut and dry each case had their moments. I was looking over the stats when something caught my eye.

Reading I was becoming interested by the chance to work with this couple. I had finished the history when I got so excited I jumped up to run into Thomas' office. We collided knocking me backwards. His body was like hitting a marble statue. He reached out to keep me on my feet. It kept me on my feet but I still got to show a lot of higher thigh.

"So I see you read the preliminary." Thomas quietly spoke.

His voice was noncommittal. Where my mind was racing. I was searching his face for something to tell me that he was as impressed as I was. Nothing was showing me anything that would make him as impressed as I was.

I couldn't tell a soul. I was just blown away by the sheer thought of who was going to be our next couple.

"Thomas aren't you just excited a little?" I asked with dismay in my voice.

His smile almost reached full width was his only affirmative reaction. Well, I had some decorum. Not much but I pulled myself together. I stared into his face as I did I sat down opened the file again.

He stood there for a moment then he walked away. When I knew it was safe I screamed out into my hand to muffle the noise.

After reading the name of our next client going shopping for Thomas paled. I was sitting there looking over their profile with determination. I knew that it wouldn't get evident until we sat down in our first session.

The idea a Senator and his wife would need a sex therapist never entered my mind. I had read names on some back patients recognized some. Yet the idea of being with a Senator from the East coast was mind boggling.

*****

Marcus and Lilly 0421-51

Lilly read well on paper as all clients we worked with. She was in her thirties, very statuesque for a woman. Standing 6' 2" auburn hair, ice blue eyes she was elegant. Her schooling was all the right places. She had majored in college actually getting a degree. Then actually using it. She had been married only for two years. Having a problem in their marriage seemed to be awfully soon.

She hadn't had any children yet it seemed she was pregnant first time. Due in the early spring. She was the perfect wife of a Senator. She had joined all the right organizations. Had been to the White House for the spouses of Senator's tea's.

Her life was picture perfect, or was it?

Marcus was on the fast track to great heights in his career. Politics were his passions. He was 5'9" jet black hair brown eyes. I had seem him on television a few times. He had the right moves, right words and right idea's. His passions were going to leave quite a path for anybody to try to fill.

His demeanor was lethal for any woman that was within a mile around him. His perfect manners, with his eastern accent. Women seemed to adore him to death.

He was being primed for a lot more than being a Senator. That was evident with his many speeches being quoted. He was still young but groomed for greatness I found this stimulating. I was quite anxious for this session.

*****

We got to the door at the same time seeing two people bundled up tightly. A huge icicle had fallen where they would have stood. We opened the door to help them inside. I saw they were quite accepting that icicles did fall from roofs everyday.

She was so tall he was shorter but was exuding charisma. I instantly recognized his handsome face. It was Marcus and Lilly they were helping one another out of their coats. Watching them together I enjoyed that. I thought I could tell something about people when they were doing something mundane.

Marcus stretched his hand towards Thomas they shook hands like old friends. It was odd but they seem to have known one another. In a short span of time I was aware they did know one another.

"Thomas how wonderful to see you again. This is Lilly my wife." He spoke with a demeanor of familiarity.

We all stood there meeting one another, shaking hands. Very cordial eventually we stepped into the office. I did manage to look at Thomas to only see he wasn't going to allow me to see his feelings. I was drawn from his face by the beautiful sound of Lilly laughing.

She was rubbing her belly looking at Marcus. It was only a split second but he did hesitate to get involved in her glee. His face softened a little, they seemed to get past that moment quickly.

"We are due in February its our first child. I would enjoy a large family myself we have the resources to have a large family." Lilly said quietly.

Marcus cleared his throat patting Lilly on her knee. Not her tummy all though it was right out there for him to touch. Thomas was sitting there looking very intent on this couple but not from compassionate level. His face was open to their pain.

I thought did he know the problem? Of course if he didn't he wouldn't assume to take the position to make them speak about their problem. I was able to watch Marcus being caring towards Lilly. It seemed contrived though.

"Well, we came here to see what we can do to place this problem behind us." Marcus spoke without to much emotions surfacing.

"Shall I start or you Lilly?" His voice was shallow.

Her body language was shouting such words as she was drowning in despair. She had a smile on her face without her eyes smiling too. It was quite disturbing to see. She smoothed her dress, looked upon the floor and fell quiet.

Marcus took the reins beginning the reason they were here. She put her hand on his leg, he flinched. She withdrew it and clasped her hands upon her lap.

"Thomas you know how press can take something pull you down to a street level? How a kiss or a simple hug can be made to seem much more?' Marcus looked over Thomas' head. "I am in the spotlight every waking moment nothing I say or meant to say escapes the newspapers."

His eyes were vacant almost eerily. His voice was cracking, his shoulders were sagging. His face lost its glow. This man was on the verge of being broken. My heart went out to him. She was hiding something very integral to this meeting.

"I haven't ever thought about children all though my parents want grandchildren more the merrier. I suppose some where down the road I would have the right amount of children. You know the perfect size family for my position." He stopped sitting there quietly.

Lilly raised her head threw a lopsided smile at us. Thomas was looking but not intruding on their pain. My mind went racing. I thought perhaps she was wanting children he didn't? Or she didn't want children but he needed them? Perhaps I should wait and let them reveal their pain?

"Our child, this child shouldn't be... I mean this child that should be celebrated is tearing us apart." Marcus spoke barely above a whisper.

My mind went soaring all over this information. What was this a love child? Did he not want this child? Maybe she didn't want a baby? Hearing the weeping brought me to the immediate problem.

"I told you this is yours, Marcus!" Lilly shouted with obvious pain in her words.

"Well, I am telling you I don't believe it not for one-second." Marcus barely raised his voice but he had meant his words.

"How can you say that?" Lilly screamed at him.

"Because Lilly we have made love once. Once! Lilly you tell me we made a child in that one time coupling? Tell it to the lawyer." His words bruised the air around all of us.

I am sure my face read shock disbelief. Why hadn't they had sex they were married for over two years? But it didn't stop there the next gem was going to rock my belief in marriages.

"Marcus! Don't go there." Lilly's venom was surfacing.

Marcus turned his face to me smiled then sneered. I was transfixed his eyes were so filled with pain. Pain he hid well. It was momentarily exposed then slid behind his veiled eyes.

"Tell them why? I want you to tell them about me. Now!" His voice was level but it was cutting.

"Please Marcus we can work this out alone." Lilly sounded filled with despair.

I was sitting there stunned. I had seen this man's face on television many times. What could be so terrible for this shouting? They were struggling with each other. You could see them fighting to reveal what this was. They were going to reveal it there wasn't a doubt.

That's when I heard something I audibly gasped.

"Tell them I am gay Lilly! Fucking tell them I don't make love with women!" Marcus' was crying.

Lilly moaned so loudly that I thought her soul was tearing out of her body.

My head was spinning. I couldn't comprehend that he was gay. I mean he was always courting some beautiful women around town. He had been linked with every beautiful woman. Models, Movie Stars, billionaire heiress. My mind was trying to compartmentalize this new piece of information.

This will kill his life style. I mean he would vanish from politics in one rumored story getting whispered. Looking over to Thomas he was as always to hard to read. I did think I saw an extra blinking from his eyes. 

After that was spoken the room fell so quiet that it hurt my ears. Nobody moved with words falling down upon us we couldn't move. I did take a quick glance at Lilly her face was strained with pain.

"You see Thomas I can't even get a DNA to see who the father is of this baby. It would be leaked out ruin many people.' Marcus sounded defeated. "I never thought I would be facing this issue."

*****

That session ended upon the revelation. After they left Thomas and I sat lost in our thoughts. Watching Thomas digest this I could see he was actually rocked by the happenings.

"Thomas how will I ever help this couple? It's seems hopeless I don't see where this will be fixed." I whispered anxiously.

"Abigail they came to us. They didn't stay in their home allowing this to bury them. There is hope for them if only for their reaching out to us. They came to us to save this marriage, nothing else will be an option." Thomas stood up walking towards me.

"Now Abigail let's not dwell on the why's? The how's? The where's? Lets go have some dinner." He spoke with a very positive air about him.

I put my hand into his he brought me up to standing position. He was uncharacteristic in this moment of touching me. I needed him to make me see the whole picture. I was traumatized, at that moment I wasn't aware of it.

We dared the cold weather to keep us homebound. We went to our favorite restaurant enjoying Italian cuisine. We were eating talking about small things. During this meal I hadn't realized I had consumed three glasses of wine.

"Abigail you are looking more relaxed." Thomas said lightly.

I was sitting there spinning around in my head. I wasn't feeling any pain for sure. Watching Thomas pick up his glass it caused me to fantasize of his hands touching me. Their elegant long fingers their manly size. The cuticles the bone structure his hands were healing hands.

My imagination took flight... ... 

I watched Thomas put his glass down not knowing that he would then reach over the table for my hand. Having his hand touch me for the second time today I felt my heart race. His eyes were penetrating into mine. His thumb soothed my hand as he rubbed on it. I was looking at his face seeing the man that I knew was my soul mate. He leaned into me as I found myself become weak with desires.

Seeing his lips lower down to kiss my hand I was almost soaring just by that touch.

"Abigail let's leave we can make a better use of this evening." His voice was lower octave than his usual precise clip of the words.

I stood up to leave but I swayed it had to be that wine. It had went straight to my head. Thomas brought me closer to him stabilizing my equilibrium. He helped me into my coat, his hands touched my body around my shoulders. Taking my hair out of the inside of my coat. It cascaded down to my waist. His fingers seared my skin.

The arctic cold air sobered me immediately. Well, it cleared my mind for the trip home. He had jazz playing in the Thunderbird. I leaned my head on the head rest watched the street lights play upon the car. Their reflections were mesmerizing to my senses. 

Then it happened I was all of a sudden physically sick. The wine was making its presence known. I sat up quickly trying to convey to Thomas I was going to be sick. I seen his face turn towards me but it slow motion. I was grappling with the window button it wasn't going to be quick enough. I looked at the floor board seeing my purse I leaned forward. The motion brought my sickness to become frantically trying to save my face in Thomas' eyes.

Throwing up can never be gracefully done. It will reduce anybody to an animalistic trait. I missed my purse completely spraying all over his floor board. It wasn't enough that I was spraying his car inside. I also seemed to have broken the window button.

I was so humiliated that I started crying uncontrollably. So he was not only looking at his luxury interior being trashed. He had an emotional woman to deal with. He stopped the car slowly so as not to irritate my stomach. I tried to swing my legs around but the door knob wasn't moving.

"Abigail sweetie its going to be fine." Thomas said without believing it.

"A car is only a thing. It's not anything to cry about. You aren't ruining my car." He said with a tone of defeat.

I managed to look into his eyes and saw compassion mixed with fear. I knew then I was in love with him. Before I knew I adored him, but right then in the most terrible moment in my life. I fell in love. His body left the car as it stopped walking slowly for the ice.

As the air came wafting into the car it cleared my head. I looked a the mess and wanted to die right then and there. Thomas gingerly helped me out of his car. As soon as he touched me I burst into tears. Thomas was out of his element with this situation. His kindness kept allowing me to break into another crying jag.

The mere fact he had just bought this car two weeks ago. Well, it was humiliating to the highest degree.

"Oh Thomas how can I ever make this right? I want to pay for the damage? You should have thrown me out of a moving car." I sobbed.

"Abigail please don't concern yourself with this car. Are you okay, now?" his voice was concerned.

I picked up some snow put it into my mouth. He was busy trying to find something to cover his floor board. The rest of the drive to home was quiet. I sat in back he kept looking in his rear view mirror, smiling at me.

This man was so compassionate. As we pulled up to my place I wanted to offer him something.

"Thomas please come in I want to make this up to you." I said with embarrassment.

To my surprise he did. As we took our coats off he stepped into my living room. I watched him look it over, touching things. I had just started to be collecting things. I disappeared leaving to go to the bathroom. I scrubbed my mouth brushing my teeth. Gargled and did it again.

When I came out of the bath I seen Thomas sitting. He was watching the new snow fall.

"Thomas I just don't know how to make this up to you. I mean your car is so new so perfect. Its or it was something to be proud of. I wished I could have moved faster. This isn't going to be changed... " I spoke speaking softer.

Thomas walked towards me, he got close enough to kiss me. As I realized what he was doing I felt his hand tilt my head up to his. His lips kissed mine ever so softly. Our first kiss was one of those kisses that lasted three days. Lips parting with that tug from one another's as they pull away. Lips yielding to the sensuous motion of sharing with somebody. I felt the hardened area on the backside of his upper lip. I licked it wanting to touch his soul.

He was a trumpet player so the callous was something players get. As he pushed me back to see my eyes. I slowly took my arms encircling his waist my hands were shaking from the sexual tensions. His body was magnificent being so warm and inviting. 

Closing my eyes I could feel him in my minds eye. Sensually we touched his hands were playing me ever so perfectly. He slipped my sweater off my shoulders baring them as he bent down to kiss me. His lips were magnificent slow kisses some pressure, some licking. A little biting ever so lightly. His body was pressing into mine making me hot. As his fingers so nimbly lowered my sweater I raised my arms so he could slip it off.

As my sweater passed over my breasts I could feel his hot breath upon them. He was pressing into my body with his. His hands threw the sweater over onto the floor. I was wearing a half bra so that my breasts were uplifted. Rather tempting for his mouth to taste. My heart beat was showing in the dip of my collar bone. He took his masculine fingers tracing my nipples around when making a full circle he pinched a light pinch.

I moaned out in passions we were climbing that mountain we surely will soar off of together. We had all night to make the journey. His fingers were pinching stroking, caressing my breasts. 

"Abigail you drive me absolutely crazy with desires. I walk around the office having to work on keeping from taking you. Bold thoughts come into my mind with you always the center of each day dream." His breathlessly.

Kissing my nipples along with stroking my full breasts he was driving me insane.

"Thomas I need you. I want you now right here right now!"

I took my fingers unbuttoned my skirt allowed it to fall around our feet. I stepped back so he could enjoy the red garter and stockings. His eyes smiled ever so lightly when he saw I was sans panties. He dropped to his knee's allowing me to feel his hot breath cross my tummy.

"I want you to cum, Abigail!' His tongue was already going down the center of my stomach. 'You know you want to cum I can see it. For heavens sake I can smell your scent." His voice fell quiet.

He playfully touched my little dip in my pussy lips. My pussy was swollen from so much excitement. He took his hands put them inside of my thighs then moved them apart. As he did he could see my clit was hanging down. He took the tip of his tongue touched the tip.

"Mmmmm like that do you? Let me see your pussy? C'mon show me your pussy let me see what you have?" His voice was tight.

"I oh you aren't playing fair Thomas. Your dressed I am naked." I whispered in a throaty voice.

"Well, now that seems fair to me Abigail. You have a lot more stuff to play with." His words were shaking.

"Thomas let's get comfortable, okay?" I moaned more than made the words clearly.




Red Doors Ch. 05



He looked up into my eyes with a cocky smile. He seemed to be getting comfortable he guided us expertly so that my back was to the wall. With a quick movement he had me on his shoulders. Buried his tongue into my pussy swirling his tongue with long strokes.

"I don't think you are naked Thomas?" I whispered.

"Abigail lean onto the wall a little more. I want you sit on my face." His words shocked me.

I looked down into his eyes he was moving us again. Sometime he seemed to have gotten naked. He laid back onto the floor pulling me on top of him. I was trying to help him but seemed to be hindering instead.

He was patient until he had me above his mouth. My body weight was being placed on my knees. He looked like he was going to be smothered. He was placing his hands on my hips. He tried to get my pussy centered on his face.

"Now sit Abigail. C'mon sit on your man's face." His voice was excited.

My fear of drowning or smothering him made it impossible to sit fully onto his face. He didn't give up he was determined for me to drown him.

"Abigail sit down let me show you how I can lick you. I need this Abigail I need to lick your pussy. Nothing else matters right now." His voice was shaking.

Lowering myself onto his tongue, he immediately stuck his tongue deep. I was so shocked I forgot to worry about drowning him. I lowered some more his tongue was making me quiver. His tongue was so sensually tasting me.

"Thomas oh Thomas how do you know how to do this?" I asked not caring about the answer.

He didn't speak but was honing in on my clit. I was feeling the sensation of cumming it was at a distance. He took his fingers pulled on my clit as his tongue was lapping on my lips.

My mind wasn't comprehending the immense sensuality of being allowed to be free to cum. Nothing expected from you other than cumming over and over again. His tongue was making me sway with pleasure. He was making me feel oh so very wonderful. I started moving my hips a little at a time. He was working his tongue deeper inside of me.

That's when I was caught off balance as my orgasm tore thru my body. My back went straight, my hips pressed down, as that was happening my toes dug into the carpet. Knees slammed shut knocking Thomas' jaws back a little.

"Ohhhhh yes! yes! ohhhh fuckin yes." I shouted.

Thomas moved my knee's open again, never missing a lap. He was sensationally licking me. His tongue was as though it was programmed into my orgasms. When the second came on I arched my back to push my hips higher.

"Nooo ohh wow wow... ..youu areeeee makinnnnn meeeeeee cummmmmmmm" I shouted once again.

I had showered him with cum, he was staying right up with the gushing. He was a great licker not missing a lick. My body had turned into a great big goose pimple my spine was tingling. My voice was throaty burning from the constant deep inhaling.

As the next orgasm was making me shake I looked down seen Thomas' eyes. He had quit holding my thighs, I made good use of this. In one clean motion I turned myself around. My pussy was on his face, his cock was going down my throat.

He was focused with licking me intensely that I was able to lift his cock deep down my throat. Lips were tight around the noble head. He fit quite wonderfully in my mouth. I used my fingers to massage his balls. He seemed to respond to my swirling of my tongue along the shaft.

Hearing the slurping sounds of Thomas' mouth threw me into over drive. Making my hips grind down onto his mouth. I was pulling his cock up sucking it with my tongue. His precum was very good tasting. I heard him moaning with each long hard suck he was moaning.

The pleasure of making him moan brought me to full attention. This was something I wanted. I wanted him to have the greatest blow job his body ever experienced. I was making long hard pulls, then bringing his cock almost out I thrust back down to the base.

I was enjoying the cock play. The absolutely sensual sensation of his cock buried deep into my throat. His breathing had increased he sounded as though he had been running. Almost out of oxygen he was gulping for each ragged breath.

I felt his cock swell a little more, that showed me that his orgasm was close. As I let it go it fell out. That got his attention. His tongue quit licking.

"Ahhhhh Abigail I need you to suckk me nowwww." Thomas shouted.

I grinned enjoying this little pleasure I was evoking upon him. I wouldn't ever leave a man unsatisfied. Allowing them to shower my throat I was eager wanting him to cum on me... in me... around me... 

I couldn't pretend with him. Men enjoy hearing their woman gagging... The worst thing was to gag and quit. Men got blue balls by that. I didn't know why that came flying past my thoughts... 

My mind was racing with passions. Nothing was going to stop me from giving his body more pleasure. Intense pleasure was so wicked feeling that your body can give another such fucking great pleasure... 

I got playful he trusted me to know I wouldn't leave him wanting. He was on the edge. I assured him with my tongue and fingers he was going to shatter into an orgasm. He brought me into focus of showing him sensual playing. My nipples were pressed hard on his stomach. His feet were starting to dig into my carpet. His hands were fists pressing onto the floor.

His body was ready for launching sequence. He was making moaning sounds so deep that I felt the floor vibrate. I was licking... Sucking... Pulling... kissing... nibbling on his organ.

He would feel the one touch change into another. He finally had to surrender to me. Nothing held back he was surrendering into my mouth. He was becoming more intent on his orgasm. I was feeling his body quaking it was at that moment his orgasm slammed into his body. His whole body got rigid. His heels were digging into my carpet. Knees locked with passions he had buried from me.

The heat was radiating all around him. I was sucking him as the first deep wave of cum splashed into my throat. I hadn't counted on so much cum so I lost some of it on the corners of my mouth. 

"Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Mmmmyyyyy Goooooddddd Itssss Sooo greatttttttt... Whhyyyy? Whyyyyy?" His voice was screaming.

I felt his second wave of cum starting to splash inside of my throat. I took the base of his cock tightly, allowed him to come out. Stroking his cock harder he showered me with cum. The first splash was hot hitting me in my eyes. Not caring where he sprayed me he also got some up into my nose. I was covered in cum face so thickly covered it started to run down my chin.

His heels were digging so deeply in my carpet I knew he was gone. He wasn't with me any longer. He had launched out on that sub space trip. I was keeping his cock close to my face. I turned to look at his face from the mirror when he blew his last spurt straight into my hair.

I was a mess but I wanted to help him enjoy this sensory over load.

Nothing else mattered not then not this night.

*****

"Abigail where are you at? You have been sitting here looking as though you left me behind. Care to share anything?' Thomas asked smiling into my face.

I looked around we were at the restaurant crowed all around us. I almost groaned knowing it was only a day dream. I was so shocked it hadn't been real. Well, the fact of my getting sick in his car that didn't happen. Yet my heart was sad that what we did, wasn't real.

I lowered my eyes I didn't want him to see my face I knew I was blushing.

"Thomas I am sorry I must have drifted off. I am so embarrassed now." I said hesitantly.

*****

Thinking back to that night played inside my mind when the evenings got long. As for Marcus and Lilly they were my first failure. Their marriage was destroyed by the pregnancy. Thomas had somehow had the tests run. It was Marcus' even with this they never made it. They separated soon after their child was born.

The pain of losing this marriage stayed with me. I assumed it always would loss of a patient always caused us to take note. That we were only human.

"Oh Thomas how I miss you." I whispered to nobody. 

I felt a stirring which made me smile. Thomas was this close to me always.



Red Doors Ch. 06



Spring had come early something else I noticed about Thomas. He was a gardener anything he touched grew into massive floral bouquets. Sitting out on the porch as we read about our next case. The greenery shaded us beautifully.

Glancing at the names on the tops of the bio's it didn't ring a bell. Looking at the stats never gave much information. That would come as we met them.

"Abigail how do you think my roses are doing?" Thomas asked.

I looked over at them smiling for he had some beautiful hybrids. His green thumb had made the patio a true haven.

"Thomas they are just stunning. Your choices of colors along with the plantings you made a great choice." I answered earnestly.

I watched his strong arms gentle fingers and realized I was getting aroused. It was such an amazing sight. His masculine body was handsomely rugged. I knew I was going to have to focus on something else. I had to quit being a bundle of erotic nerves. The mere fact that he was my professor, seemed to increase my desires for him.

* * * * *

"Penny for your thoughts?" Thomas asked.

I looked over my sunglasses at his face. His lips were delicious looking. My eyes moved down his face.

"Are you day dreaming Abigail?" He laughed.

I sat there undressed him with my eyes. Loved his masculinity he was so sexy.

"No, Thomas I am not day dreaming I was just enjoying the flowers." I said a little annoyed.

Hoping he would quit tempting me. He was stretching and bending over. Standing then squatting. I was going to cum with this motions if he didn't stop.

"Well, I would buy the flower gazing but you aren't looking at flowers. They are over there." He laughed boisterously.

I was so humiliated I jumped up from the chair tripped on the leg of the chair landing on the patio flat on my face. I saw Thomas running towards me. Then he stopped in his wisdom. I was going to get up by my own volition. I got up stood there straightening my dress. I stomped off. Wisely Thomas didn't make a move or utter a word.

Once inside the building I checked my knee's they had gotten scraped. How can one man take over my thoughts?

I decided to read upon the case in the little kitchen nook. Thumbing thru the pages I found the stats.

* * * * *

Randy and Susan 923-48

Susan had written on her personal information that she was a woman that was made for marriage. Doted on her husband raised three children. Her first husband had died from a coronary when they were in their mid twenties.

Didn't believe in happiness without a husband.

She was 5' 8" slim at 133 pounds. Black hair green eyes her face was pretty. Seeing her smile at the camera she had class. Her face was kind. She loved dogs found many strays homes with her friends. Those she couldn't find homes for seemed to live with her.

She was a closet writer meaning she wrote for the enjoyment yet rarely shared her gift. Her picture looked like she was the PTA President. She posted she loved animals, base ball and apple pie.

Scanning to his bio I found him remarkable as in his stats. His black hair was peppered with gray his eyes were gray green. He was 6' 220 pounds handsome man. His face was friendly his smile seemed to be capable of making others smile.

He had degree's in business been married at an early age. His first wife had died from cancer. He had joined a spouse without partners where he met Susan.

They enjoyed animals which was a good thing they had a menagerie.

What I found remarkable was he was not a sighted person. He had lost his sight right after his first wife died. He had never seen his wife. He hadn't seen his own children. Yet his eyes had such a gentleness in them.

* * * * *

Did you get hurt Abigail?" Thomas spoke quietly.

He made me jump startling me I was reading and forgot he was around.

"No, I am fine thank you for asking." I answered while moving my knee's so he couldn't see the scrapes.

"Good. So you read the bio's? This might be an incredible case for us." Thomas pulled out a chair sat down slowly.

His presence was all ready overwhelming my senses. I hadn't the nerve to ask him his cologne that he wears. His eyes were exciting the way they crinkled in the corners. My heart was racing causing me to concentrate on that and not on him.

"Well, never being with a blind man will be challenging. Do you know how he became blind?" I asked smiling.

Thomas shook his head. Reaching for the files I misread thinking he was going to touch my hand. Well, there I went again. Assuming that he was interested in me. As I turned my hand to fit in his he stopped for a fraction of a second. It dawned both of us that he was going to pick the file up not reaching for my hand.

I was embarrassed he knew I was. He even blushed a little but it passed over his face. I was the one sitting there ten shades of red. Looking away I pretended that it didn't happen. He rustled the pages clearing his throat before speaking.

"You will find Randy the most handicapable not handicapped." He stated with an air of familiarity.

I turned to look at him wanting to ask How? Where? When? I smiled at his face he was the most unreadable man on earth.

"So is there a reason you have been with him before now and here?" I asked with interest.

"Matter of fact I knew him with his first wife, Leanna. We did some deep therapy helping him prepare for being a single man.' "His life is full with many things that he stays in control with." He said as he stood up.

I was always amazed at his lay back attitude. Things will fit all together with worry or no worry. So why do the worrying? That was his philosophy.

"May I get you some tea, Abigail? He was smiling. 'I see your gears working trying to place this in a compartment. Let me tell you Randy doesn't fit neat and tidy in a box, Abigail." He laughed.

"Yes, I would love some tea with honey. So he isn't holding back because he went blind? How did he go blind? Did you know him as a sighted man?" I asked with interest.

He placed the cup of tea in front of me just as the phone rang. He stood up said hello then he turned his back to me. I had so much to learn about people. I thoroughly enjoyed the in's and out's of a case unfolding before me.

Thomas sat back down across from me. Smiling wide I was intrigued by his smiling. It must have been something to do with a case we worked on. I sat there waiting for him to tell me. He stirred his tea placed the spoon down looked into my eyes. Didn't say a word about the call.

Well, if he thought I would ask more questions he was wrong. This man was always doing this to me. Building my anticipation to become silent. I had to try to let it go. Without giving him the satisfaction of knowing something I didn't. 

We sat there for a long time he was looking at the flowers outside. I was reading the papers. It was quiet but it was a comfortable quiet.

"So when will I meet Randy and Susan?" I asked nonchalantly.

"That was the call I had been waiting for. They have landed made it to the home they will be staying in. Looking forward to tomorrow morning." Thomas said.

My mind was already flashing thru the papers I had read about them. Apparently I wasn't going to get any answer's on the blind part. Well, in the morning I would meet this couple.

The afternoon turned into early evening. I looked at Thomas his face was handsome. Being near him like this I felt so close to him.

"Care for some dinner, Abigail? I can grill a pretty good steak?" He asked.

"Sure that would be lovely." I answered smiling at him.

He went about readying the grill as though he was performing open heart surgery. He seemed to relax a little as he got started. Perhaps loosening his tie gave me that thought. Females go to a doctor told to disrobe. They strip down the men will loosen their tie.

Looking thru the kitchen I found some great salad makings. It wasn't long before he brought the dinner in we sat down to eat. Standing up he walked towards the wine cabinet.

"Care to have a glass of wine, Abigail?" Thomas was relaxing his voice was softer.

"No, I had a bad time with the last time I drank some." I smiled before it dawned on me that was my fantasy not real.

He brought a bottle of wine poured himself a glass sitting it down between us.

Seeing the bottle I thought about having a small glass after all. I started to pour it but Thomas took it from my hand. I turned my eyes away I didn't want watch his hands pouring a glass of wine.

Dinner turned out wonderful the wine had relaxed me. So I could enjoy talking with him and not lusting for him. I helped him gather up the dishes we went onto the patio. Nights air was cooling us down.

"Tomorrow morning shall be a tremendous case study for you." Thomas said with certainty.

"You never told me how he became blind?" I asked again not expecting to hear the answer.

"That might spoil the effect for you Abigail. In actuality its jumping the gun on this case." He spoke elusive as always.

Tonight though I allowed it to not bother me. I was soon getting sleepy. When we had a hard day and it got late I stayed in one of the other bedrooms.

Standing up I stretched long body stretch not caring how it would affect him to see me stretching.

"Night Abigail" Thomas' voice was strained.

Well, okay I wanted him to sound strained. Would I ever stop lusting for him?

I hope I never got over lusting for this man. He brought me so much joy in my life. I walked into the house leaving Thomas sitting alone.

* * * * *

The next morning I found myself running late that wine caused me to fall into deeper sleep. I hadn't seen Thomas around so I went ahead and fixed breakfast.

Sitting down to French toast with orange sauce I heard walking coming towards me.

"Abigail I brought breakfast for us." Thomas said as he came around seeing my breakfast.

His face was classical looking at the breakfast I had made. He had ran out to McDonald's looking at his sausage biscuit. He actually smiled at the difference in our thoughts. I had made plenty so I jumped up and started his toast while he laid the newspaper out.

"Thomas I didn't see you round but I made plenty let's share mine." I said with a smile.

His face broke out into a smile that always jump started my heart. He tossed his breakfast into the trash compactor. In a few minutes he sat in front of a plate of French toast with orange sauce.

"This is just delicious Abigail. I didn't realize you cooked. It doesn't surprise me though everything you do is done beautifully." Thomas said as he picked up the paper.

"Well, I am more than a med student, you know?" I teased him.

He grunted behind the headlines finishing his breakfast before I did. Standing up he turned to me as though it was a second thought. He kissed the crown of my head.

"Thank you Abigail you are a wonder of a woman." He said rushing off.

My mind relayed what he had just said. Placing the accent on each word it was interpreted in many varied ways. The morning flew by we crossed each other's path so when the time of the appointment came nearer we were ready for this couple.

* * * * *

They were smiling as they entered the foyer it wasn't evident that Randy was blind. He was walking around speaking to Susan and then stopped turn towards us.

"Am I wrong or did you have French toast with orange sauce?" He was smiling with his hands in his pockets.

I glanced at Thomas he smiled shook his head with a little surprise, then motioned for us to sit down. Susan was close to Randy yet you couldn't see her helping him move around.

"Yes, matter of fact we did have French toast with orange sauce. You haven't changed Randy." Thomas spoke impressed.

Randy turned towards me and nodded his head just a little. I immediately liked him he was so happy. Susan was looking at his face with adoration. It was such a great way to start therapy.

"I have quit trying to find out how Randy does what he does." Laughed Susan.

We all took our seats while we were getting comfortable. Randy turned towards the window. He started to smile. When he smiled he was very handsome. My mind went with that thought wondering how he looked in the throes of passions. Lucky for me nobody noticed how I blushed.

"The sun always shines so beautifully here. The way it kisses the earth. It's phenomenal isn't it?" Randy said barely above a whisper.

We were captivated by him. I knew why Susan loved him as deeply as she did. Thomas as always was a little withdrawn. The grandfather's clock chimed ever so lightly.

"So Thomas how are you?" Randy spoke easily.

"Doing well I can see how you are doing. Susan is quite beautiful it's nice to finally meet her." Thomas spoke with a familiarity tone in his voice.

"Thank you Thomas that's nice to hear. Randy tells me all the time that I am beautiful I laugh. His eye sight affords him from seeing my laugh lines." Susan spoke timidly.

I sat there looking at the players. I tried not to make judgments on our patients but I seemed to be missing something they all knew. What was it precisely that was eluding me?

"Well, you got the doctor's report didn't you?" Randy said matter of fact.

His face was looking into Thomas' face. He had a smile on his face but not that broad smile. His face was without lines it was quite handsome. Then he sat forward and began the session.

* * * * *

His voice was fraught with pain. He was hurting from deep within as he spoke.

"I love Susan from the bottom of my heart. Don't you think I want to see? Don't you think I wanted to see my babies face? See her?" Randy spoke openly with tears running down his face.

Thomas sat there looking into this man's face. Quietly listening to him explore all the facets of the pain he was suffering.

"Randy you want to see I have no doubt in that. I also know there isn't a medical reason you cannot see. It's inside of you Randy to be able to see this world again." Thomas spoke firmly.

Once again I found myself amazed at the realization that was just spoken. Randy moved a little back away from Susan. His eyes looked into Thomas' face it was uncanny. I didn't have one doubt that he couldn't see. I had no doubts that he would resolve this. He just had too.

"Randy please understand this. We have done everything we ever will be able to do. It's in your hands, it's been in your hands since the initial diagnosis." Thomas

spoke calmly.

Randy looked away towards the sun coming thru the window. He was biting his lips determined to stay calm. Susan was sitting there speechless. I was in my own thoughts. Thomas was the only one that seemed to find this comfortable.

"I am aware of that diagnosis. Why? Why in the name of heaven would I choose to be blind? Thomas why would I sit here blind? Wouldn't that make me a sad and pathetic man?" Randy almost spit that out between clinched teeth.

"No." Thomas spoke quietly.

"I came here because my life seems to be circling the drain. I.. This is difficult to say.' Randy cleared his throat. "I am impotent its reaching into my life this...Last part of my being a man." Randy's voice was trembling.

Susan instinctively reached for his hand. He moved it out of her reach. It was impossible not to see that he was going thru his own hell.

"I told you Randy its okay." Susan said with compassion.

Randy stood up walking back towards the window. Susan's eyes were overflowing with unshed tears. Thomas fell quiet as did I. Randy turned towards us his shoulders sagging from this burden.

"Susan it's not okay with me. It's not okay to not be with you intimately. It's not something I will stand for." He shouted yet he was lovingly looking at her.

Susan took her hands and wiped her face. We watched his pain cross over his face. He placed his face close to the window then he threw his hands up. The screams were from his gut he bellowed fists hitting on the window sill.

"You aren't going to take one more thing from me. Do you hear me not one more thing! I loved you Leanna I always will. I will not be taken thru this hell. Not this time. I have the power to make this happen. Leave me! I love Susan she is the mother of my children. For heaven sake I am alive. I want to see the beauty of this world again. I want to look upon my Susan's face. I want to see my children's faces. Please....Please...." Randy fell upon his knee's as the last words echoed thru the room. Susan made a move towards Randy, Thomas' beckoned her to stay seated.

* * * * *

The marriage with Leanne was cut short with her diagnosis of uterine cancer. She had thought herself pregnant rushed home took the test. Seeing the results she ran to Randy's study. They rejoiced calling everybody nothing was what it seemed though.

She immediately started feeling ill even spotted. Friends told her to go to her doctor have something checked out. She had planned to go on that following Monday. They ended up in the ER and was told the out come was dire. She too was diagnosed with uterine cancer. It had taken four women in her family. Her fate was sealed. She fought gallantly, she lost her battle as the world came to life in the spring.

Randy was dealing with this when he was side swiped and ended up in the ER. His diagnosis was UBO Unidentifiable Bright Object. It was a catch all diagnosis after the tests were coming back negative. The physicians were stymied there wasn't a medical reason for this.

He tried some therapy for a while then left without telling anybody. He adapted to being unsighted very quickly. Making great strides in his life he met Susan in a place for Spouse without Partners. Susan made his life change rapidly. They had a wonderful life after all Susan's husband died in their marriage. When there wasn't a medical reason for him to have had a coronary.

They established themselves in a community that had raised families in peace for the past one hundred years. Randy made his presence known in the politics of their neighborhood. Nobody thought Randy was a hindrance for being unsighted.

Susan came home from work one afternoon announced they were going to be parents. It terrified Randy he became the protector. This pregnancy was uneventful and nine months to the day she delivered their son. As they laid him onto her stomach, Randy kissed his face the open mouth didn't bother him.

They repeated this twice more each one made Randy more anxious. His life was so wonderful so very wonderful. All except that he was blind. He was one happy man. Something he never thought he deserved. Something that might have caused him being blind to this day.

* * * * *

Susan broke the silence by clearing her throat. Randy stood up walked towards her placed his hands upon her shoulders. She leaned back wanting touches from him.

"Thomas I love this woman. I love my children I need to be able to see. I need to be able to make love with Susan. I can't lose that not after everything I have been denied." His voice was barely a whisper.

* * * * *

They left after a short time holding hands walking into the afternoon's sun. I was perplexed by what transpired in the session. A man not seeing because he was denying sight. I read about it. I studied it. This was my first patient to be confronted with."Abigail what did I tell you about Randy being capable? Having no sight he has accomplished everything else he sat out for his life." Thomas said.

I thought it sounded as though he was praising Randy's efforts to have a normal life.

"It's a telling thing that he came to us in the beginning of spring, don't you think?" Thomas was leading me towards something. I just had to wait.

"His loss of sight wasn't it in spring? His marrying Susan was it not in spring?

His returning to Kansas City on the wings of spring. He is coming back here for something he lost. He will be seeing he is ready." Thomas spoke with finality.




Red Doors Ch. 06



I was just all awe inspired after they left. Randy was the least blind man I have ever crossed paths with. His face had such a warmth on it. His eyes were lively

as he spoke you just felt like he was bringing you into his soul.

I walked into my office not being able to concentrate I decided to go for a walk. It was remarkable that Randy was such a success. It must have been shattering to lose your wife. His life was turned upside down. In the beginning he sought every specialist trying to find his answer's.

He even moved to Florida just so he would escape the seasons. Married such a lovely woman, was successful in every facet of his life. Perhaps Thomas was right he came home to face this.

The world was awesome in the colors of the rainbows. Every blade of grass every tree sprouting their finest colors. The blossoms were stunning. They were 

alive with vibrant colors.

As I came around the corner I was met by a sight. They were kissing innocently

I felt like an intruder. I didn't know how to be unseen. I stood there feeling like interloper on their intimacy.

My mind went towards Randy's problem. I was all of a sudden feeling aroused just by thinking of him. It was shocking because Thomas was my fantasy. Wanting to touch Randy brought me to a blush spreading across my face. His face was so handsome.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Thomas whispered into my ear.

I jumped so high I almost hit my face on a lower limb. I swung around I was so mad he would scare me like that.

"Oh never mind I see what you were looking at." He laughed.

The couple looked up seeing we were there they ran off laughing.

"Don't you ever do that again, Thomas. It scares me. Why would you do that?" I asked with a defiance in my tone. Hands on my hips.

Thomas stood there he smiled broadly I started to smile back at him.

"Well, if you were listening you would have heard me singing. How did I know you were peeping on a couple?" He broke out laughing.

Something completely out character for us. We hugged. Thomas even kissed my hair. When we stepped back we even held hands as we walked back to the office.

* * * * *

Our next two sessions were trying. Randy would come to the edge step back. Susan was drained after each session. Randy was quiet as they would leave. It was mentioned he had used the Viagra to failure even on this. His not wanting to lose this caused him great anguish. They had quit being tender with each other. The failing of follow thru was devastating them each time.

Viagra was over written on scripts. There seemed to be no slow down for this drug. It was directly the cause for some deaths. One patient was found dead in a chair after taking the drug. Devastating his wife. So viagra was out as an alternative to their intimacy. His arousal was instant his satisfaction never came.

He had been orally pleasing Susan it seemed to work. She was the one that stopped this. He wasn't getting any release she stopped this. Frustrations were evident in their everyday talking. Seeing people hugging and kissing was unbearable for them to watch.

* * * * *

The fourth session was a therapists dream. He came in not wanting to sit but walk making it difficult for us to keep eye contact. His hands were busy his face was unreadable. Susan was wearing dark glasses it didn't hide the tears she must have shed.

Sitting there trying to find what this frantic pace was caused from. It erupted one moment Randy was walking lost in his world. Then the volcanic spew of thoughts came out as a monologue.

"I didn't kill Leanne. I wanting a child didn't make her get cancer. I didn't make her sick. I didn't want her to go. I didn't do anything but try to survive during the worst time of my life. I was surrounded by illness, death imminently I was so trying to help her.' Randy shouted to nobody in particular. "I wanted her to live she thought if she could only make it to spring she would come out of this. I am so sorry Leanne." Randy barely allowed for him to gain some oxygen.

"I would have laid down my life for Leanne. She was to young to die. I was to young to live my life alone. I moved I started another life. I ran from this life.

I was going to her grave when I was side swiped. I never made it to the grave.

Oh Susan forgive me?" He cried out.

Randy sat down exhausted but spent on his ghosts. We had a longer session I would love to say he got his eye sight back. They agreed that I would be with Randy so in case it was a failure they didn't have the pain to deal with. Everything was agreed upon the timing. All the expectations were met with questions being answered.

So when they left the next session would be held behind closed doors. Red Doors to be certain.

* * * * *

It seemed to go slowly for the evenings session. I wanted everything perfect with him being blind. I found myself trying to bring out everything for the senses. The satin and lace bustier. The candles with floating magnolia's brought out the senses. Candles were vanilla lightly scented. I wanted to seduce his senses with layers of scents. Soft lighting was more for me than him. It set the mood for an evening of passions.

Turning around slowly I looked at my body in the full length mirror. My breasts were firm, full with their large nipples. Excitement would cause them to become erect. Well, along with getting cold. Their color was a medium red very susceptible to changes. Passions would ignite my body into many layers of arousal. My nipples were only half covered, the satin half cups brought them out looking almost pouty. Swollen puffy they were aching for a man's touch.

I took my hands and ran them down the bustier it cinched my waist two full inches. Having ties to close it. My hips were wide but well in the range for my height. Never wearing panties I had shaped my pussy hair into a heart shape.

My thigh high laced tops almost went into the crease of my groin. The silk stockings fit my calves like a second skin. I left my hair cascading down to my waist. Pulling on my robe I heard the door bell chime.

Looking at my body one more time I closed the doors behind me. Walking towards the chatting I seen Randy. He was so handsome I found myself getting a little aroused.

"We are eager for this evening to begin, Thomas." Randy calmly spoke in a soft voice.

Susan decided on being in the ante room so she could hear and see everything. They kissed lightly she went with Thomas to wait. Thomas was engaging as he walked her to the waiting room.

Randy and I walked into the hall way once we got to the red doors I stopped.

"Are we in the room?" Randy asked with a smile on his face.

"No, we are just at the red doors. Welcome to my world Randy." I said as I opened the door and swept past him.

"Mmmm your perfume is wonderful Abigail. The softness of it suits your femininity. I can sense your femininity it surrounds your essence. Are you in a soft shade of pastel?" Randy was speaking as he walked around the room.

I caught myself smiling at his endearing way he spoke as he found his way around the room. His body was regal looking as he found the way to the bed.

"Yes, I am in pale pink tonight." I answered his question.

"Nice Abigail you must have read my mind.' He laughed easily. "Vanilla candles magnolia's a beautiful touch I might add." He sat down.

His body was rigid I thought perhaps he was getting a little uncomfortable about the evening. He was sitting there on a bed of shades of white. Looking my direction without seeing. The seduction wouldn't be visual tonight but by touch and smell.

Walking towards him his head tilted as I walked closer to him. He was breathing deeply breaking into a smile as I got closer.

"Passion from Elizabeth Taylor?" He laughed.

"How do you do this?" I asked smiling at him.

"Know things that a sighted person wouldn't take note of?" Randy spoke as he leaned back slightly.

I walked close enough to him he could touch me if he reached out to me. I was enjoying this very much tonight. It was sensuous to leave the visual part of sex sharing into the scents and touches. It brought it to a new level. I was able to note he was becoming aroused.

"You know the touch of a woman's nipple can be such a turn on?" Randy blurted out.

I walked closer where my legs came between his. He felt my touch instantly rising up to touch me. He reached out to touch my breasts. I was in his grasps as he toyed with my nipples I inhaled deeply.

"I love the way yours get erect by a simple touch. They are beautifully large Abigail. May I touch them with my mouth?" Randy asked in a whispered voice.

"Yes, please touch them you have them aching now." I whispered into his ear.

His hands cupped them lovingly his lips brushed them slightly. I watched his lips as they curled around my nipple. I started to press into his mouth. Wanting him to 

devour them from passions ignited by the mere touch of his fingers.

His hands cupped them lovingly his lips brushed them slightly. I watched his lips as they curled around my nipple. I started to press into his mouth. Wanting him to 

devour them from passions ignited by the mere touch of his fingers.

"Mmmm Abigail you are all woman I sense you are aroused? Of course you are I can enjoy your scent. Your wetness is becoming Abigail. My oh my you are so delicate yet a temptress?" Randy was blowing on my breasts.

Having him playfully play with my breasts I was becoming aroused quickly. His hands were playing me well. His darting tongue then curling he was able to suck them stretching them out before releasing them.

Closing my eyes so as to feel what he was doing was erotic beyond comprehension. His tongue was owning me at this point I was swaying into his mouth.

"Isn't it sexy to be wanted by a man that can only rely upon touches and smells?

Which my dear Abigail your scent is waking my senses on full alert. A woman's scent wafting up in my nose. Mmmm pretty lady you got me hot." Randy spoke softly but with urgency. 

I looked at his slacks they were straining for release. His cock was bulging from want. Seeing his body wanting mine was making me crazy with desires. I was in

a position to reach down unzip his slacks. My fingers wasted no time he was one sexy man.

"Oh Abigail what you must do to your men. You are making me breathless tonight.' His voice was raspy. "Your touches are so light yet dedicated for my pleasure."

His hips were pushed forward unzipping his slacks I could feel his cock. He was 

rigid with a slight curve to his left. I was slowly pulling his boxers down until he lost patience then he pulled them down quickly. His cock came bounding out leaving me to see his cock quite hard.

I gasped before I thought allowing him to hear my approval of his size. It was like most men's but he did have a larger head than most. His head was more purple because of the blood rushing into it.

"Thank you Abigail you make me feel like a man.' Randy whispered. "Having ears to hear with. Your sense of touch makes me desire you on a deeper level. You are a gifted lover Abigail." His words were soft.

His mouth was coming towards me. I was spellbound by his movements nothing was wasted he seemed to be tuned into my body. His lips touched mine I swayed towards him. He expertly laid me down bringing us side by side. His lips were dancing upon mine. 

Lying so close he took his fingers closed my eyes. I felt vulnerable to everything he was doing. It's not like sighted people I was aware of every touch. The sense of touch does over power eye sight. His fingers brought my skin into a whole new role.

I was shivering in no time from wanting him. His hands played upon my stomach until they made their path deep into my pussy. I wanted him like I never wanted another man. His hands were tracing my face as he was kissing my breasts. His head was moving down my body for that erotic sensual oral ecstasy.

He needed no gentle pressure from me to make his way down me. His lips were trailing hot passion along my whole body. We were on the same wave length I waited for his touch. The wetness of his tongue to bring me into another realm of desires.

"Mmmmm Abigail you wanton woman you. I can taste you without tonguing you its a sweet scent my lovely lady. A truly sweet scent you have charmed me at last my sweetest flower." Randy said with a hint of glee in his voice.

My hands were playful in his hair I didn't want him to come back up before tasting me though. I closed my eyes as I could see in my minds eye what he was doing to me. His broad shoulders made quick with parting my thighs. His lips were a mere inch from my clit and pussy. I gasped waiting for his touches from his tongue.

Laying there I almost screamed out from wanting him to take me with his mouth.

I opened one eye to see what he was doing.

Then it happened. I opened my eye as he dove in with all of his tongue and fingers I came so fast he was showered with my cum.

"Oh fuck meeeee Ohh Randyyyyyy Howwww Oohhhh don't stopp." I screamed out in pleasure.

I could hear his laughter as he kept attacking my pussy. His tongue was making me cum in waves. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted his cock buried in me. I wanted him to fuck me for all the world to see.

"Oh fuckk..Randyyyy Iiiii needdd fuckeddd noww!" I hollered out.

His body shifted a little yet he seemed to not be moving. I opened my eyes and seen him laying there with tears in his. He wasn't moving. He wasn't speaking. He wasn't even breathing. I jumped up turned around quicker than it was humanly possible. I came to his face looking at his lips turning blue. 

I pulled a switch I had never used before. It sounded out for Thomas to come running. I straightened Randy out made sure his air way was clear. I could hear Thomas at the red doors barging in. I hadn't time to cover myself. It was Randy he needed help.

"How long?" Thomas barked.

"Less than two minutes." I answered while getting prepared to do CPR. We were working for Randy now. His air way was clear. Counting and doing breathes we managed to get a heartbeat.

It wasn't until we heard a woman's scream we realized Susan had came in the room.

"Oh My God. Randy please please don't die." Susan's voice was a high pitched scream.

Randy laid there slowly opening his eyes. We were sure he was okay we just didn't know what brought this on. I was standing up put a robe around me.

"Susan?" Randy softly asked.

"Yes, oh yes Randy I am here." Susan had lost her voice from fear.

"Susan I want your face to be the first thing I see." Randy said very softly.

"Oh Randy yes it will be. Are you okay? I am so scared Randy." Susan didn't move to the bed.

"Come to me Susan." His voice was cracking.

Susan walked fearfully towards Randy. His face turned to her and he broke into a smile that went right over Susan's head. His eyes were looking upon the face of the woman he loved.

"Susan you have on a yellow dress with white ruffles. Your hair is tied up and hanging down your back. I can see you, Susan." His voice broke completely up.

Susan was stunned before she realized he was describing her body. She jumped onto the bed hugging Randy. Thomas and I seemed to think we should step back not leave but step back for their privacy.

* * * * *

What a memory that brought to mind. His being blinded by some unexplained reason then getting his eye sight much the same way. We kept up correspondence with them for a while.

As for me being nude while doing CPR I thought I saw Thomas looking at me in a way he hadn't. Or possibly it was my hopes he was enjoying my nudity. Either way it was the only time in my career I did CPR nude and Thomas was there to witness it.



Red Doors Ch. 07



It had only been a few days past the Randy case that I found something had changed with Thomas. His coolness seemed to have disappeared my heart was wanting more. His was causing him some discomfort. We went about the day like always it was the evening that seemed to stretch out long before us.

"Abigail will you come here for a minute?" Thomas asked over the intercom.

It caught me off balance I jumped. Happy I knew he didn't see this. I was trying to calm myself before speaking to Thomas. I had talked to myself on the evenings I was home alone. I was a woman with my life ahead of me I was a woman in love.

"Thomas be right there." I said with a tinge of fear.

I shouldn't have been afraid of Thomas he was the epitome of kindness and goodness. His behavior was non-blemished it was also maddening to be so aroused by this one man.

I walked towards his office with anticipation building. What could he possibly want? Perhaps our new case was confirmed? Perhaps he wanted to make mad passionate love through the night?

Coming to his office I was caught off guard. He wasn't there it was only a minute second that found out where he was.

"Abigail I called you from the kitchen. I saw you walking this way. I sure hope you didn't allow me to scare you again." Thomas laughed out loud.

I was getting used to him coming up to me scaring me I barely jumped. His face was smiling perhaps this was just a social call?

"Thomas you didn't scare me. What's up?" I heard myself say with a lilt in my voice. I didn't feel lilting though.

His body was so close I could have feigned a reason for falling into his arms. Yet, I learned that with Thomas that wasn't practical. He wouldn't respond with any emotions I would hope for.

"Come with me Abigail I want to show you something." Thomas spoke as he walked back towards the kitchen.

Shrugging my shoulders following him I assumed it would be something totally unimportant. Was I in for a surprise?

I turned the corner broke out smiling there sat Randy and Susan holding hands. They were smiling genuine smiles. It was so heart warming. I hurriedly walked towards them Randy met me in the center of the room. "Oh what a great surprise I am so shocked by this." I hollered out before breaking into a good cry.

"We couldn't leave without coming here. After all you saved my life. I got my eyesight back. I couldn't just fly back home." Randy was radiant as he pulled me into him.

If I had time to think I would have remembered this man was inside the Red doors. Nude we both were nude. I stepped back smiling into the most beautiful eyes. I was speechless. Susan stood up came in for another hug.

"I owe something much more than a thank you. You gave me Randy back in more than one way. I just don't know how to tell you thank you?" Susan whispered in my ear.

My heart was beating so rapidly. I broke out into new tears. It was so wonderful in every level. As I was getting control of my tears I felt arms coming around me. I looked at Randy his arms were full with Susan. My thoughts went blank Thomas had put his arms around me.

"Abigail don't cry we just wanted to come by before taking our plane back home." Randy said with care in his voice.

Thomas hugged me tighter my mind was swirling seeing Randy was so elated with his eyesight back. Knowing that Thomas had came around to put his arms around me was blowing my mind. I could barely keep my mind on Randy's elation I was being hugged by Thomas.

After they left I was still in shock for the display of affection. Thomas had hugged me in front of other people. I closed the door behind Randy and Susan turned to see Thomas standing there. ***************************

"Abigail I thought perhaps possibly we could go out tonight? I mean I know it's late for an invitation so I am sorry for that." Thomas spoke with softness in his voice. 

I should have played hard to get. I knew the sisterhood was going to be set back with my next sentence. I was standing there amazed with my turn of events.

"Yes, Thomas I would enjoy going out with you. Shall I go home change?" I asked with a little too much excitement.

Thomas' face broke into a wide smile. He walked towards me causing me to almost hyperventilate. This man was causing me to blush without touching me Just walking towards me. There wasn't a bone in my body that didn't seem to shake from his touch. He reached towards me with a softness I melted into his body. The wonders of Thomas had me shaking.

"Abigail I am in awe of you. Everything about you is just so perfect. I have to say that seeing you that night. Well I find myself become weak. The night you were saving Randy's life it was just so phenomenal in more ways than one.' He said with pride in his voice. " Seeing you so focused so completely focused it's caused me to realize just how wonderful you are." He said softy. Then he kissed me.

Feeling his lips press upon mine I was thrown into a panic state. I panicked inside as my mind tried to keep me standing. What if I let him down? What if I disappointed him? How did this happen? Oh my god he saw me naked. Not just naked but on my knees, shaking my ass while it was in the air naked. 

My mind was twirling in rapid sequences visions of my nudity were playing inside of my mind. One after another I sequenced the whole event. He was behind me that made me get a sick feeling. I pulled away from him daring not to look into his eyes. I seemed to need to run to the bathroom. As I was running I knew then I wasn't going to make it there.

Changing my route I did make it to the patio. Heaving over the banister was so demeaning. I finally was done I didn't know where I could run to. It was so humiliating that Thomas would change his feelings. He would show me this side of him only after he was privy to my intimate body.

Leaning on the rail I stood there not knowing if I would ever be able to look him in the face again? It was something I found sad.

"Abigail I have never had that affect after kissing a lady before. Perhaps we could discuss what just took place?" He said with tenderness in his voice.

I wanted to tell him yet I knew he wouldn't understand this on any level. I slowly turned around seeing his face with compassion. Thomas handed me a glass of water as I reached out I felt myself soften towards him.

"Well I guess I must have gotten overwhelmed by the sight of Randy being able to see. I was relieving that in my mind eye. Among other things." I said it hesitantly.

"Abigail you're a very strong woman. You have achieved everything you set out to accomplish. I might add with some drama thrown in." He laughed a little nervously.

I looked into his eyes with a new level of passion. I was getting past the thoughts that he was changing. That he wasn't changing because of my nudity showing him during the Code. He actually was very gentle in nature.

"I have to admit though. Seeing you nude with your ass all surrounded in lace it caused my heart to speed up." He laughed harder.

I saw red I was so disgusted with him I turned on my heel storming back into the house. His laughter broke out louder. I was so angry I slammed out of the front door speeding off in my car. Tonight I wasn't certain I was able to remain in the practice.

After a long hot bath drinking some herbal tea I laid back on my bed my mind went back to the night. Seeing Randy without breathing I hurried into the physician mode. Checking his airway making sure he wasn't choking. Hitting that switch-knowing Thomas would come bounding through the doors.

Feeling him run up behind me running around the bed. I was seeing the evening for what it was. Two physicians save a patient. Nothing was sexy nothing was important but to get the patient back to life. Somehow when Susan came in I was covered. In fact when we stood back to allow them space. I slipped on a robe one I hadn't remembered touching.

I had been rash judging Thomas and his motives. He hadn't lurked behind me in fact he was the one that had gotten me covered. Only after Randy was out of danger. I ran off without telling him thank you. I got so embarrassed he probably laughed knowing that I was assuming the worst.

Now what do I do? I don't want more time to separate us. I turned over dialing his phone. It was ringing I would rectify this soon.

You have reached Thomas' private line I am not home now. Please leave a Message I shall return the call as soon as possible.

I must have drifted off with little problem. Hearing the front door chime I was startled but jumped up. I was almost down the hall before realizing I wasn't dressed. I grabbed a robe that was on the doorknob to the bath.

I swung the door open there stood Thomas; he had been there for a little time. The rain soaked him. I opened the door wide enough that he could step in is still on the throw rug.

"Abigail I am so sorry I shouldn't have made some insane comment like that. It was so wrong." Thomas said with his head tilted down.

I lost my anger especially when I realized I wasn't being made fun of. Thomas was so handsome being repentant only made him adorable. His head tilted down brought me in a new rush of devotion.

"Oh Thomas I am sorry for losing my sense of humor. It wasn't malicious it was pretty funny when I thought about it." I spoke softly. I am glad you came over I needed to tell you I was sorry." I smiled as I helped him off with his coat.

We were in the foyer with the door closed behind us. I was so relieved to see he wasn't going to make me come to him. We walked towards the living area his hand brushed mine.

"Abigail I asked you out for a date we can still get some where if you like?" Thomas offered with some tiredness to his voice.

I looked at him his eyes were half way closed so I walked towards the CD's to Find some movie we could watch. I started towards the kitchen as I thought about popcorn.

"Pick out any movie I have I have some new ones out there. I am popping some popcorn for us. The old fashioned way. Feel free to slip off your shoes loosen your tie." I hollered over the noise of the popcorn.

Thomas was humming a song he had a beautiful voice. I could hear his thumbing through the selections. As I brought out two brimming bowls of hot popcorn with real butter he hurriedly came to take one. The aroma was just splendid to the nose. I had made fresh squeezed lemonade I didn't have any liquor on hand.

"This is the greatest popcorn I have ever eaten Abigail. Fresh lemonade your mother brought you up right." Thomas was voicing his impressed feelings.

I smiled at him sat down we sat close enough we could share popcorn. I hadn't looked at the selection he had made. Seeing the credits it surprised me it was an old classic "Harvey" with James Stewart. We sat there laughing all the way through the movie.

"They don't make movies that are classical like this anymore." Thomas said holding back a yawn.

We hadn't noticed that rain had started pouring down. I was surprised it had rained it wasn't calling for it. I stood up to get some more lemonade for Thomas my foot had gone to sleep. It instantly folded under my weight throwing me onto his lap.

Thomas caught me held me close. His eyes were looking into mine I felt like I was spinning out of control. I didn't move his hands were holding to my hip and my shoulder. I wanted to kiss him just innocent's kiss something that I could hold into my heart relives when I was lonely.

"Abigail I want to kiss you. I just want to kiss your perfect mouth, I will understand if you don't want me to. Just tell me no and I will let go and we can forget this ever happened?" Thomas whispered into my ear.

"Thomas I need you to kiss me. I have needed it for a long time actually." I whispered softly.

Thomas brought his face to mine allowing my heart to speed up. His lips were almost touching mine. I was becoming breathless I desired him in so many levels. My lips went up to meet his lips barely touching that was such a beautiful sensation. Overwhelming each other we began to press our lips harder.

RING…ring…. Ring… Wait what was ringing I had turned my phone off before we sat down. Ring … ring… Ring… This was stupid ringing when I am being whisked away by passions. I had to stop that ringing before it bothered Thomas. Lifting my upper body a little I tried to reach the phone. It wasn't in my reach; it was on a wall across the room.

I don't even own a wall phone this was just stupid. Thomas was ignoring the ringing so I returned the kiss. Kissing his lips parting them with my tongue I heard a loud banging sound. I jerked up to see the front window was being knocked on.

I looked closer there was Thomas stranded in the rain. 

'Oh no." I groaned. 

I had dreamt all this he wasn't here I was dreaming it had to be the herbal tea. It was so real, how do I let myself get into these dreams? ************************************************

I stood up walking towards the door opening it to Thomas he was soaked. His smile was warming.

"I am sorry I was asleep didn't hear you knocking. Please come in Thomas you must be chilled." I said with compassion.

Thomas stepped in trying not to get my floor wet. He removed his coat stomped his feet. 

"It's only a little rain Abigail. I worried that you might be upset with me. I got your message it was brief. Oh I almost forgot." His voice was calm.

He twisted around brought inside a bag he had brought. Chinese food hot and spicy from the worlds best kept secret. We enjoyed their food. Seemed to almost crave it when one of us was having a bad day. I took it from his hand we walked towards my kitchen.


Sitting on the chairs we shared our food. It was soothing also healing I was feeling much better.

"Thomas I am sorry for flaring up walking away so childishly I behaved terrible." I said sincerely.

"Abigail I am the one that fueled the fire. I want you to know I respect you above all other women in my life. I know you can flirt with me. I know you might even drop hints on the fact you want more from me. I also know I am aware of the fact that if I see your upper thighs many more times. I am going to explode from to much desires backing up in me." His voice was soft tender warm sounding.

"Abigail I am out on a branch when it comes to you. I mean its wanting you knowing it's not so simple for us." His voice dropped. "Besides you know your naked ass was just so gorgeous I went into such a shock at seeing it. *****************************

Wake up Kansas City its now 7:35 on the Oldies station. If you were to get up at 7:00a. You are now officially late. Weather on the 40. Let's ask the questions we all want answer's too. Call in 1-800-555-TALK! *****************************

I jumped up I had drifted asleep once more. The radio was telling me I was already late. I have to get some sleep and quit this lusting after Thomas. It was Busy when I got to the office. I could hear Thomas as he was recording some needed records. I found the in box and noted there still wasn't a chart for a new patient. That seemed to be odd to me.

"Morning Abigail I am glad you made it in. I had something I wanted to share with you in fact." Thomas said warmly.

He walked into my office sat down across from me with a broad smile on his handsome face. Nothing was mentioned about the night before it was as though nothing was thought wrong.

"Well Thomas please let me in on it?" I said anxiously.

His eyes were smiling. His face was relaxed I wasn't sure what was the big news I was anxious. "I want you to get packed we have had a beautiful cabin by the Lake offered to us. As far as our next case we are taking a month off. Everybody will be given time off. Abigail will you come with me? Actually it's going to be for you about eight days before I can make it there." Thomas said calmly.

My mind was reeling eight days without Thomas. I would be in a place without another soul I would know. Luxury idea I was done with my classes. Eight days of nothing but me, fishing, sunning, cooking. It sounds wonderful.

"Yes I can be ready before noon. Oh Thomas it sounds glorious. Are you sure? It will be so wonderful." I asked breathless. ************************************************

Driving through the countryside it actually was liberating me. The closer I got to the cabin the more my resolve to relax took over. I stopped for a cold drink at the last grocery for the next ten miles. Well that's what the signs said. Seeing the mile markers I was just around the next bend.

I arrived at the setting of the sun. The lights were on making me feel welcomed though. Pulling my car into the carport I turned off the engine. I had counted on more daylight. I had to stop twice for the ladies room after the cold grape soda went straight through me.

So pulling on my straw overnight bag I jumped out of the car. Locked the doors then laughed because I am sure I am alone. Walking towards the front door I was amazed by the beauty. Oh the beauty of the world not the cabin. The cabin was rustic. Placing the key into the lock I fumbled for the hole.

"May I help you unlock the door?" The man was behind me.

He was tall very ruggedly handsome. His eyes were boring into my soul. His walk was self-assured relaxed and very confidant. How this all register in a split second before I screamed whirled around ready for kicking his groin. I was just having the adrenaline rush of the century coursing through my body.

"Don't you ever do that to me! I swear I can kill you in more ways than you could find to protect yourself." I screamed out to him.

His lazy smile was lopped sided but he nodded his head in understanding. We stood there in a stand off. I mean how do you go from threatening to kill a man to inviting him inside? Somehow we seemed to size each other up making calculations that we could do great harm to one another.

"I shouldn't have just walked up to you. Let me make it up to you. My name is Mel I am sort of the caretaker of this place. I suppose you weren't told about me? I am very gentle believe me. I saw the fire shoot from your eyes. Believe me you got my attention." His voice was tender.

For some reason his whole demeanor took me. His body language was telling me I could let myself relax. I wasn't stupid I did keep my stance long after it was useful. He seemed to take me at my word.

Perhaps it was his kiwi accent being in mid America hearing the sexiness of an accent. Well, I placed my body into a more acceptance mode.

"Well, I wasn't sure where you were when I first drove up. You just scared me coming up behind me. Please I could use your help getting this stupid lock unlocked." I said with a hint of helpless tone.

His arm came around me without touching me. Then I laughed thinking I am sure he wouldn't touch me because I showed him my moves. The door jangled slightly then it opened wide. Stepping inside I was just taken in by the whole ambience of the interior.

"Your room is down the hall on the right." He spoke as though he was at home.

"Well, thank you for the help getting in. I arrived later than I had planned so I was thrown by the lack of light. Are you staying close?" I said it before I thought how it came out.

He laughed with a little nod. His arms took my straw bag walking to the back of the cabin. As he disappeared around the wall I finally allowed myself to relax. It was just perfect I thought except the fact I was alone. Well, almost alone when what's his name left.

"I have a place a little further down. You can reach me by the speaker there on the kitchen wall. I sleep light can be here in seconds if needed. I can't hear what you are doing or saying without you pressing down upon the bar there." His voice was melting me.

How did a man with such a sexy sound land up in a place like this? His voice was making me feel safe. Which scared me because he was a complete stranger. Thinking back to horror movies there weren't many with kiwi accents that I could recall.




Red Doors Ch. 07



"Well once again my name is Mel and I will throw a wild guess yours is Abigail, right? I didn't know what you might want for dinner I stocked some food in the fridge and cupboards. If there isn't anything else I will take leave. Have a good night Abigail." He said reluctantly walking to the front door,

I was scared to have him leave. Without knowing more about him he was quite an interesting character. Let alone he didn't seem quite the killer to me now.

"I am so sorry I lost my manners, Mel. Please allow me to introduce myself I am Abigail. Would you care to share whatever dinner I have here?" I was losing my Fear factor.

His face softened he walked towards the kitchen looking in the fridge. I followed right behind him looking over his shoulder. I must have walked quietly he didn't notice me until he stood up. He actually jumped a little.

"Well, Abigail we both seem to travel in stealth mode quite easily." He laughed softly.

I broke into a genuine smile my first in a long time. We focused our talents on dinner he grilled Salmon I made a salad that would have made every woman proud. Relaxing we sat in the kitchen nook talking as though we were the only two people in the world.


I wanted to know more about him why he was here? Why he had a little pain edging into his eyes at times. I would wait after all it was only the first night. We talked without the ackward silences. It had started raining before we had stopped finding things to talk about.

"Oh Mel it's raining so hard I am sorry that we didn't note that. You just can't walk To your place in this rain and lightening." I spoke before I thought.

What was I offering him? Was I giving him a place to stay until the storm blew over? I was getting tired I tried to not yawn I had been up for eighteen hours. His face was a mask of non-emotions. His body language was noncommittal standing up he walked towards the door.

"Not a problem Abigail I always have a spare umbrella wherever I go. It's quite late I have to get some shut eye." His voice was wide-awake sounding.

As he said he reached around a vase and brought out an umbrella I had to laugh it was a duck. Yellow funny looking for a man of such masculine traits. I enjoyed this whole evening saying good night he walked out into the rainstorm. I shut the door leaning on it I walked towards the back of the cabin.

The phone interrupted my thoughts picking it up on the second ring. Listening to the voice of Thomas I was once again feeling breathless. His voice was a good low sound that seemed to comfort you immediately. ******************************

"Hi. How did the trip go?" Thomas said casually.

"Oh it was great I made good time. It's so pretty here I met the caretaker we sort of ran into each other. He scared me by coming up behind me suddenly." I said with a lighthearted tone.

We chatted a few minutes I found myself yawning. He excused himself we hung up I fell asleep almost instantly. *******************************

My first day of the trip to the lake was a warm balmy one. The sun was kissing the earth as the slight wind embraced the trees. I wanted to see the lake so I threw on a sarong and sandals. Walking the path towards what I assumed was the lake I saw the beauty of nature's best unfolding before me.

"I am hollering out before I scare you again. I saw you coming here let me help you Abigail." Mel shouted at me.

I laughed out loud from the way we met scaring one another. His hand reached out touching mine I felt a spark of excitement go through me. His eyes were even more penetrating in the sunshine.

"I am sorry about last night really I am. I also don't know that many ways to kill a person. After all I am a physician and all." I chirped away.

We got to the shoreline just as a big bass broke the water. I was amazed at the sight of watching the fish enter back into the water.

"I fish early it helps me get in tuned to myself. I really enjoyed last night it was nice having a woman to talk with." Mel said. 'I mean it was… It was like I said it was nice Abigail."

I put my bag down onto the grass looking over the area I saw the magic this place had to give. I felt the moment was needed to allow him to go on with what he was trying to tell me. Nothing else was said but I sensed he was comfortable enough he would open up.

"Fishing I recall that it's something a person does that gives them inner calm. It's been years though. With school internship and now with a practice little time left for fishing." I said the word practice I wanted to change the topic.

"Practice so what is your specialty Abigail? I can imagine it's something rewarding to your soul." Mel said quietly.

"Well actually I am in a shared practice with another physician. We practice on relationships on married couples. Therapy as it were." I answered hoping that would be enough. It wasn't.

"Like what couples therapy marriage counseling?" Mel asked with interest in his voice.

I wasn't used to saying so much about my practice. With Mel it seemed okay though.

"Well, yes our patients come to us with specific problems. For an intense five week psychotherapy sessions. Ending with my…" I stalled out I couldn't say it.

The water was broken once again changing the topic of our conversation. His face was excited his line was bending. He ran towards the water grabbing the pole just seconds before it would have been pulled in. I was watching his back muscles they were so defined. His face profile was handsome somehow more so in the daylight. Pulling the fish in I was jumping in excitement for his achievement. He was so exciting I thought. It surprised me that I even thought that of this man.

"Well, Abigail it's here want it for lunch or shall I release it?" Mel shouted back over his shoulder.

"Yes, please let's have it for lunch. I don't clean fish though." I laughed as he brought the fish onto a stringer.

"I am here you don't need to clean fish Abby." Mel called back being familiar with me it seemed right.

We had a beautiful morning I found a lounge chair laid back on it catching the sunshine. Mel was busy with working on the deck he had quit fishing. I had left my sunglasses on I could see him. His body was very muscular. I was smiling at him when he finished cleaning our lunch.

I saw him walking towards me so I decided to stand up. Standing up I didn't feel my sarong getting caught on the arm. It pulled it off my body allowing him to see my two piece suit. I filled it out beautifully I slowly got the sarong and tied it around me again.

I noted my body impressed him. His smile was endearing I didn't dare look at below his waist. I was interested though I know he was very sexy in every way there was.

Once back at the cabin we decided to cook it on the grill getting more flavors by doing that. We seemed to chat about so many things. I was finally thinking he might divulge more as his question threw me a curve.

"So you didn't finish your explaining what you do after a five week therapy sessions." His manner was casual his voice was too.

I wanted to hedge not answer but by being away from the water no fish was going to rescue me this time this time I was going to have to finish my story.

"Well Mel I am a sex therapist. After the therapy I take the man and we have a session of intimate therapy." I said it surprisingly calm.

His demeanor changed ever so slightly he turned away bringing the fish onto the platter.

"Lunch is ready Abby." His genuine smile warmed my heart.

We sat down enjoying the flavors mingling with all the spices. The after noon seemed to slip away from us. We chatted about so many things we seemed to have a lot in common.

"Abby I. you help men with sexual problems?" He cautiously asked.

"Well yes Mel I do that. I work with the man helping him achieve whatever his problem is. I never see the man again. They live out of state. They are aware of this starting the therapy. Their spouse has the choice to be able to see and hear everything. Or they can leave and come back." I answered with confidence in my voice.

His face seemed to relax as I spoke. I was looking at a man with something heavy in his life. I was feeling more a physician than a friend at the moment.

"So will my living in New Zealand be far enough away to have you help me?" His voice was weak. His eyes seem to plead with me.

I looked at him nodding at his words assuring him I wasn't Abby the woman but Abigail the sexual therapist. Having softness in his eyes caught me off balance. There was something about a man looking vulnerable that caused me to go all fuzzy inside.

"So talk to me Mel I am listening." I said with tenderness in my voice. ***********************************************

He leaned back in the chair looked me in my eyes started spilling his pain out.

"You know the power of anonymous interactions? I mean the excitement of being Sexual with a stranger. How intoxicating that can be? How being alone with long stretches of day in front of you? How that can be titillating to a woman? Well, it's not all bad with a man doing the same thing." His voice trailed off.

He seemed to need to think about what he was saying. I leaned towards him being careful not to invade his space."Well, my wife got caught up in this it was all innocent in the beginning I didn't realize how bad it got. She lost perspective in life. Online was real to her I was placed far down the list of her things to do. I noted her changes but she reassured me it was just nothing but fun flirty time." He cleared his voice before going on.

"It had reached torrid levels quite rapidly. I only found this out by accidentally hitting a key that showed me the history of her computer time. I was shocked it made me ill. I was so unnerved that she found this slightly flirty. Done the same off line she was not much better than a street walker." 

His face was a mask of hidden emotions. He was speaking intense pain was sounding as his words were measured.

"I came to her asked her again she fluffed me off. Nothing was settled other than The fact I was becoming more outspoken. She drew away from me before I realized the impact when it dawned on me. She was in love with another man. Its Still such a shock the woman I married was in love with another man. It cut me deep as something happened my wife took to her bed. She passed it off as a bad case of flu. She was heart broken I never spoke out loud why she had turned away." He whispered.

His pain was evident in his eyes. I leaned forward so I could give him support to go on.

"She got over the broken heart from loving a man that had dashed her heart. Naively I assumed she would come back to reality. She managed to mend that broken heart fall in love again. I was beside myself with anger pain betrayal she was oblivious to it. I was seething it went on and on. Camera set on for her to be with men sexually." He said with defeated tones.

As the afternoon wore on it was so shocking the pain he dealt with. Almost every other man would have walked away. The very least they would demand this to cease more firmly. His shoulders sagging with the weight of the marriage resting on his shoulders.

I was sitting there without thinking I reached out towards him. I placed my hand in his he squeezed with the grip of a lost soul. This man I leaned in more when his lips touched mine took me by surprise. 

Our kiss was passionate leaving nothing to the imagination his lips set me on fire. I was placing my upper body into his we were hungry for the other. His body was pressing against me with desires. We slid to the floor his hands brought the strap of my suit down off my shoulder. I was aroused my nipples were erect his fingers curled around them ever so lightly. It caused me to inhale as his fingers were twirling my nipples I was trying to unbutton his jeans. My fingers didn't work I was a doctor and I couldn't master undoing his button. I played upon the bulge under the denim his cock became hardened. He was moaning with passions I thought I would cum just by the kiwi of his accent.

"I can't believe this is happening Abby." He whispered into my ear.

Slipping down my chin to my curve in my neck his lips left a path of fire. His fingers had been quite busy he had removed my bathing suit. His hands were Playing me very possessively. I wasn't sure what was actually happening it wasn't like me to give into passions.

The touch of his hot wet tongue curling around my nipple made me moan from deep in my uterus. His tongue stopped making me weak from the want of his Tongue to own me. I finally unfastened his jeans his cock bounced out jabbing my hip. I was aware the fact his cock was free so I wrapped my hand around the shaft. His tongue working at my nipples shushed his moaning. Nothing was going to part us now.

His hands dropped down playfully onto my mound. I pushed up towards them his fingers were playing along the midline of my stomach. I was aware his fingers were about to touch my clit. I lost my breath waiting for the first touch. His finger found my button and I shouted out as I came.

"Melllll I amm cummingggg." I shouted.

His tongue let loose of my nipples and he laughed out with great joy. His efforts became more intent to bring me to another orgasm. He was working me into frenzy. When it dawned on him I was multi orgasmic his head moved a little to look me in the eyes.

"Oh Abby what a treasure you are. Come on girl let's set a record." He laughed teasingly.

I was lost in his hands I was able to get his shorts off. We found the other's weaknesses playing upon them for all the pleasure we were giving each other. Our bodies were synchronized action reactions. Move for move we had delighted In one another's touches kisses nothing was missed.

" Abby I need to be inside of you. I want you please." He hoarsely said.

Moving around he slid between my legs cautiously moving until we were eye to eye. He raised his upper body over mine slipping his cock onto my lips. I was dripping from cum feeling his shaft slip around on my slit. I was pressing my hips up wanting him to take me. He seemed to delight in my passions withholding his Cock from sliding into me. I used my ankles to pull him in closer. He was strong I didn't make him enter me.

"What Abby? What do you want? You are so very wet. I think you need fucked." He shouted as he penetrated me in one long stroke.

I wasn't prepared for this as he pushed hard down. Holding onto my top of my head he shoved my body onto his. We both wanted this. We were looking into each other's eyes as he withdrew. Only to have him shove me down and hard as his hips rocked on mine. We were in rhythm as we met each other's thrusts.

"Mmmmm lady Abby you got me so close now." He whispered softly.

I could see him bite his lower lip as though causing him pain would stall his orgasm. Pulling the inevitable off a little longer. He was master of thrusting for our added pleasures.

"Mel how is this?" I shouted.

I immediately brought my pelvic floor down upon his shaft. His brain was telling him you are going to cum. His eyes were registering shock. His shaft was being massaged with my inner pussy muscles. We connected so tightly he wasn't aware I had him captured.

He couldn't get free with any type of effort. But then why would he want too?

I saw his orgasm before I felt it. In his eyes he allowed them to fall halfway open. Biting his lips his breathing becoming labored he came with such force I was shoved back hard against the floor.

"Oooooohhhh fuckkkkkk this issss it." He shouted just as he flew into sub space. ***************************************

Lying there holding his body tightly he was gone in the space lovers gave each other. I was snuggled to his body managed to slip into an exhausting sleep. We were going to be so sore once we recovered.

You know during the intense passions nothing seems to far out. It's only after the passions are sated your body loses that flexibility. We were linked with one another in the most sensual way.

Stirring Mel took his lips away from my nipple. I felt that woke up to find him smiling at me. We were entwined so slowly we were trying to find what part was in more pain. Remarkably we were separating without the moans and groans of pain. The endorphins were still flowing in our brains.

"Abby what did we just do?" His voice was teasing.

"Well, some people call it sex." I laughed as I sat up.

"Well, sweetheart this man never had that sex before. You are remarkable, Abby." His voice was ragged sounding.

As we both sat up we couldn't help but smile at one another. Our being naked didn't seem to mean anything to us. He stood up pulling me to his body. Lightly kissing my lips he grinned at me.

"Abby you are a wanton woman you …" His voice trailed off.

I pulled away turning away I picked up my sarong. It was late afternoon we weren't sure how late but the sun was getting near to setting. Tying the sarong on he slipped his shorts on as I got my knot tied.

"Well, this is something isn't it? I threatened your life last night then fucked you Today." I laughed as I tousled his hair.

We got things back in their places decided to walk outdoors. Enjoying the woods we walked without speaking. His hand was clasped in mine we seemed to be very relaxed.

"Abby may I ask you a question?" His voice was shaking. 'This this afternoon earlier I wasn't expecting this you know?" He looked so adorably handsome.

I stopped walking looking him in the eyes. I smiled waiting for his question to be uttered.

"Abby were you the therapist or the lover this afternoon?" He said earnestly.

I looked him in his eyes, moved closer kissed him with passions his body leaned into mine. As I pulled away our lips tugged pulling each other's lips.

"I was Abby, Mel. Just plain Abby now how about walking back?" I asked with a sincere voice.

He embraced me as we turned around. Looking through the branches we saw the last of the sun slip away. We both were famished wanting to eat. Our afternoon delight was wearing off.

We walked straight to the refrigerator grabbing whatever we could. As we looked at the choices we laughed. There was four fruits lying there along with French bread. We opened the refrigerator made a few shuffles coming up with yogurt. **********************

Ffinishing the smorgasbord we sat back relaxed. I was sitting here with a man of many layers. Wanting to know as much as I could. I stood up walked to him made a move he pulled me down on his lap. Feeling his hands and arms touch me I became aroused.

"Abby you are a wanton woman you …" His voice trailed off. cautions come up to my mind. Then you touch me I want only to be nearer to you." Mel whispered.

"Mel I want you to know I am not a woman with many relationships. I actually You know during the intense passions nothing seems to far out. It's only after the passions are sated your body loses that flexibility. We were linked with one another in the most sensual.

He moved a little removed his shorts pulled me back onto his lap. He had me facing him as he tenderly kissed me. I was going with this sensually, his lips tasted so sweet. We weren't in any hurry. His lips pulled away from mine as they did he untied my sarong.

"Mmmm oh Abby your beautiful. I just want to look at you. Your breasts are so beautiful their roundness." His words drifted off.

His mouth went towards my nipples. I wanted him to enjoy breast play. Tugging licking sucking alternative ways brought me to moaning. Bouncing between them his tongue owned my passions. He had me at the edge then brought me down again and again.

"Abby you sexy woman you. Touching your left seems to be how can I say it? It seems to bring out more reactions of your body." He laughed.

"Just say it Mel the left brings out the water works." I laughed as he placed his lips around my nipple. 




Red Doors Ch. 07



His mouth was driving me insane with desires. I was enjoying the sensations when I felt his fingers tracing my body as he headed for my pussy. I wanted him I wanted him with every fiber of my body. This man was going to over power me again. Somehow I felt safe with him.

"Let me check this out." He teased. 'Yep left one is hooked up to your water works as you call it." He moaned.

I had taken my own initiative bringing my hands down to his shaft. The strength was powerful. The fact he wasn't circumcised was sexy. His fore skin pulled back Allowing his head to be freed. His fingers were working towards making me want to grind into his body. He hadn't slipped his cock in yet. I found myself needing to grind against his body. Moving slightly I was able to grind my clit onto his pubic bone. Slowly riding the length of his cock at the same time. I began rocking slow at first trying to make the sensations last. As his lips took my nipples I found I needed the release. I started gathering speed he didn't slow down causing me to focus upon his cock. Not that having his cock deep inside me wouldn't be wonderful. I was just sliding down and up the shaft with determined circles.

"Oh Abigail you go girl" His voice was raspy.

I started moving my hips making sure my clit was pressed into his pubic bone. I felt the orgasm it seemed to have come from my toes. Curling toes and stretching back allowing him to pull upon my nipple. I was losing control with the reactions. I wanted to cum I wanted to shower him with my passions. Making full circles on his hard cock. I came with a mighty rush.

Not knowing that he was biting on my nipples until I was able to distinguish I was going over the top. His biting me was causing me such pleasures. He never stopped he allowed me to ride him out.

"Mel I iii it's oh fuck this. Fuck me. Fuck the whole world.. Ohhh fuckkkkk it'sss so wonderfullll. I hollered out to the skies. Anybody in the tri state area was able to hear me.

My cum washed all around his cock I was gushing with every successful circle. Mel gave me the gift of being selfish having the orgasm that shot through my whole body. Biting my lip I rode it out. I was so endorphin over load I sank upon his chest. He pulled my long hair away from my face. Kissing me softly as I tried to get the feeling of the train ramming through my whole body.

"Yes Abby just lay here." He whispered into my ear.

I felt so wonderfully spent I felt myself becoming aroused again. Raising my head I looked him in the eyes smiling.

"Now this without a doubt this is sex." I teased him kissing his lips right after. 'In case you wanted to know what just happened." Laughing deep.

Mel's face was reddened his desires were becoming focused on his needs. Seeing him I wanted him to feel what I just felt. I stood up just enough that he could take the base of his shaft. He held it up and away from his body. I wanted to play with him.

"What Mel? You want me to sit on your cock? How much do you want this?" I laughed his face was smiling. 'Oh so you think perhaps I should slip down on it. Slowly maybe Mel slower the better?" I teased him.

He smiled which melted my heart. I looked into his face with marvelous inner warmth for him. Slamming down on his cock took him by surprise. His hand was mashed between his body and mine. He didn't have time to scream out as I mashed my pussy onto his cock. His face was delightful he didn't expect this assault but he was a man and he took it like a man.

"Aaaahhhh Abby you are soo very very sexyyy woman." He stuttered it never losing sight of my eyes.

"You think so? I think it's you that are sexy Mel. So here let me take you away." I spoke as I stared at him.

His cock was embedded deep inside of me. I was wrapping my pussy all around the shaft squeezing him ever so tightly. His hips were trying to push up higher which wouldn't go any further. He would begin to come out of my throat. I was milking him with tight then tighter spasms.

"Abby are you going to squeeze me like this?" He lost focus on what he was saying. 

I saw his face becoming red with more desires. His eyes never left mine. His hands were cradling my ass. Making me want him to cum inside of me. I saw him biting his lower lip a little sweat popped out on his upper lip. I leaned down licking it off. His eyes were telling me it wasn't going to last he was going to have to cum with squeezing.

"Poor Mel you are cumming soon aren't you?" I teased him.

His eyes were boring into mine we were so tuned into one another now. Every time I slid back down his shaft he was more labored breathing. I was working him over good.

Then I was caught off balance I felt myself on the edge too. He had slipped his fingers around to my clit. I was having a harder time focusing on his orgasm.

"Changes things doesn't it?" he grinned. 'You are not completely in control any longer. You are going to cum right now aren't you Abby?" he was getting hoarse.

My body shuddered making my spasms to become tighter he wasn't going to spew out his hot cum. Not until I loosened my grip. He was prepared for the release he wasn't going to splash into me. I tried to loosen on my grip. His body was becoming rigid. Mixed signals coursed through his brain. His body went on to full alert making him trapped.

"Oh no you don't Abby. I need to cum now. Don't stop me please?" He begged with a voice barely above a whisper. "You are squeezing me so hard I am it's so Painful yet so fucking great." He shouted.

We were locked into a stalemate he was having his cock gripped so hard he couldn't shoot his cum out. I was trying to loosen my grip to help him. The more he moved the more my pussy held him.

"Ahhahhhhh stop moving Mel I can't loosen up when you are moving so much. Help me help you pleaseeeee." I said as the second wave was hitting me entirely too strong. I was gasping.

Finally I was able to let his cock go so he was free to stroke it off to cum. He grabbed my ass stroking long hard strokes. Making me chill scream and cry all at once. His hips were pistons pumping my pussy lips. I was trying to help him help me. Pelting my ass along with my pussy his cum splashed hot and heavy inside of me.

"Oohhhhhh thissss is soooo…" He stammered telling nobody in particular.

We crashed into each other's orgasm finding levels melting into the next. I could have bounced quarters off his thighs and stomach. He was so rigid from the impact of cumming I didn't note he had thrown his back out.

Having showered we fell into bed snuggling to one another. The moon was shining from behind the tree's we lost our fight to stay awake. The bed was with an old feather mattress. I was curled in tight in his arms. Sleeping was so peace filled being held inside the arms of a man.

The sun shone in the cabin windows dancing lightly over our naked bodies. We were waking after sleeping soundly. I lay there thinking of Mel he was so complex. He was so darn sexy on top of everything. He was a special lover a special man.

My mind was drifting when I heard a phone ring. I lay there before it dawned on me the only person that would call was Thomas. I jumped quickly grabbing the phone. I started to get out of the bed Mel was playfully holding me tighter.

"Mel I have to take this call." I tried to sound upset but couldn't.

"Go on I won't listen Abigail." Mel teased.

I connected the cell phone just as it quit ringing. I had stalled long enough that Thomas gave up. I felt guilty by making it where he would have hung up. Where was my head? I was lying in bed with Mel exhausted from unbelievable sex as Thomas was back at home.

"Was it your friend?" Mel asked quietly. I was caught off guard he said it so calmly. I turned towards him looking him in his eyes. I saw gentleness across his face. He smiled at me lightly kissing my lips. I snuggled closer it didn't seem needed to explain well not right then.

Seeing I wasn't going to answer he got friskier. Pulling me closer he started growling like a bear.

"I am hungry Abigail what do you have for me?" Mel teased.

"Well, I was lying here thinking of a big country breakfast would sure taste great. Biscuit bacon eggs some juice and coffee. How does that sound?" I said 

Mel loosened his grip laid back smiled wide as he stroked his chin.

"Sounds absolutely wonderful actually. I assume you know how to cook this?" He Laughed out loud.

"Yes. I know how to cook it. So just tell me one thing, do we have any of that in the kitchen?" I laughed as I slid out of bed.

We played as we cooked the breakfast of hungry lumberjacks size proportions. Chatting eating it was so natural feeling. He didn't mention the phone call I almost forgot it myself.

"Abby where is this going?" Mel calmly asked.

"Breakfast?" I wasn't sure what he was asking.

"No us. You and me us. I mean I will be returning home. The phone will be answered. I just don't know what we have here." He asked genuinely.

It was hard to answer I couldn't comprehend that this might be over. He said he was going home. I guess he was always going to go home. Of course I was always going to return home. This was so wonderful he was a gifted lover what we had was a moment in time.

My eyes watered up I wasn't sure why? I mean he wasn't from here actually I wasn't. So where were we actually?

"Mel I am not sure what you want to hear. I have loved these past days with you. You are the greatest guy I have known. You and I just hit home with each other so quickly. You touch me so deeply. I can tell you are wanting your life back which I whole hearted agree with." I choked.

His arm came around me tenderly bringing me into him. My tears slipped down my cheek as he kissed me. It wasn't wrong what we had. His life was on a track to divorce court. His mind was accepting the chance he would be single soon. His confidence was restored. His pain wasn't cutting into his thoughts he was standing upon his beliefs.

Divorce would be inevitable if she kept forging ahead. His mind and soul was going to be able to withstand what was going to happen. He was solid in his determination on not giving in now.

"Abby don't cry please. It's not so bad we had this. I am so grateful for you.

You have given me something I have looking for. Purpose of filling my days with joy happiness once again. I know my heart of hearts now. I know this because of you." Mel lowered his voice.

I was looking at a man with the weight of the world upon them. He was sitting there telling me I had lightened his burden. My eyes started to fill up again. I lowered my lips to his. Kissing him with nothing but softness gentle and tenderly.

"Mel it's a tough time to struggle for a marriage when one doesn't care about it. You feel your heart getting ripped out over and over. You close the sides of you that are too vulnerable for daily pain. Yet, Mel I see the determination in your eyes. You are willing to realize being alone isn't the worst fate. Being with a person that flaunts other's in your face. ." I said softly.

Mel's destiny was still up for grabs. His wife was walking on a fine wire about to trip his love from her forever. She only had to continue this humiliating course she would be a single woman quickly.

"Abby I am not sure what is going to happen. My course is being played out as I set here. I gave her my choices she only has to keep this going. I will walk I won't leave my children. I will not stay married. She has messed with our marriage long enough." His voice was filled with inner strength.

His hands pulled me into his body. Slowly and deliberately he kissed me with passions.

We made love rosy rose colored love. Not caring about the world outside of the cabin. We shared so intimately as lovers only can. We knew this was our last goodbye we would have oceans between us. We would never lose touch with one another.

I actually said goodbye to Mel that next morning. Surprising Thomas coming home early. He never questioned why I came home? Why I never spoke of the time spent there. It wasn't up for discussion. It was my memory something I would drift off to quite often.

Years passed Mel was the glint in my eye. The smile on my face would soften my eyes. Thomas knew at times I drifted back to that spring. He fell quiet fully knowing it had to be left to my memory.

As for Mel I got an email he was remarried to a wonderful lady. Enjoying the grandchildren thinking of making a trip to America. His first wife was nothing more than a mere thought of a terrible time in his life. His confidence was restored. His pain wasn't cutting into his thoughts he was standing upon his beliefs.

His wife kept wanting to find herself before getting to old to enjoy sexual experiences. She only got older not happier, not wiser.



Red Doors Ch. 08



It had gotten to the point that coming from classes to rotations I was just running into circles. Knowing the pressures of being in a practice it seemed to have gotten the better of me. I was in turmoil heading for a crash course in love.

Sitting at the stoplight my mind was rushing ahead so I knew what once at the office would take priority. Using the moments during a day kept me from crashing. So I was sitting there when I felt such a shocking amount of movement

Being forced upon me. I had been hit from behind. I quickly took inventory on my senses. I was very stiff in my upper back lower neck area.

Sirens came blaring out of nowhere making traffic stop dead. It didn't help it being rush hour. I knew Thomas would be very upset with me being late especially after that talk last night. I reached out to get my cell out when it dawned on me. My hand hadn't left my lap. I started laughing hysterically as the officer came up along side of me.

"Miss are you okay?" His voice was stern yet tender.

I started to turn towards his voice when I found out I wasn't able to.

"Well officer I would be great if I could turn my head. Or pick up my phone to call my partner. How long will this take?" I said a little disturbed.

"Rod it's going to take the Jaws of Life to get her out." He said.

Well now that must be a terrible accident behind me. Maybe the car shoved me out of harms way. I could help if I could move my hand. Where is my hand? I shouldn't panic it would only upset that poor woman getting cut out of her car.

I didn't have another clear thought for almost seventy-two hours. By that time I had surgery three times. I was placed together by pins my body wasn't mine any longer. I had something sticking out of every orifice. When I tried to speak I was being forced fed pain medications?

"Abby are you awake?" Thomas spoke so softly.

I thought somebody scared Thomas he has never looked so frightened before. He will let me help him if I can just stand up. I will make it better for him.

My eyes opened slowly looking into his face I was struck with the pain in his. He has been hurt bad. I hadn't ever seen him without his hair combed or needing a shave.

"Well you look like hell Thomas." I tried to laugh it came out like a peep.

His face cleared some his eyes released his tears. Somebody scared him well that will not happen I will fix that for him. His hand reached over to mine with a gentle touch. I was thinking he was the most handsome man I had ever known.

"Don't cry Thomas I can't take it when a man cries. What are you crying for?" I asked sincerely.

His head bowed leaning his forehead upon my stomach. Crying like his heart would stop. I brought my hand up to lay it upon his head, but it didn't make it I saw that it drooped. My mind was foggy but I was still getting the picture I had been hurt badly. I wiggled my toes lifted my feet. Worked up to my hips. They were sluggish but I was moving them.

"Thomas you look me in the eyes and you tell me what is wrong with me? Remember I am a physician so no medical jargon." I said determined.

His face was a mask of pain yet he looked me into my eyes. I saw in them his depth of pain I became hysterical. I was determined now to hear it said.

"Abigail your spinal cord has been pinched you are recovering. You're motor skills are off a tad. This isn't permanent. Please remember this in the days ahead." His voice was shaking.

My mind was spinning I was in bad shape yet its expected to revive. Thomas looked like death on two feet. This wouldn't be happening if I hadn't been running late. Tears stormed out of my eyes with such force. Thomas stood up jumped in one full swoop. Grabbing Kleenex's he was pressing them onto my face. I tried to move my nose out of the way. He was causing an allergic reaction to the aloe in the tissue. I swelled up like a pumpkin head.

Crash cart came around I was coded.

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Once again I woke up to Thomas sitting by my bed crying. My chest was throbbing. I was almost afraid to ask Thomas a question. He might become hysterical again.

"Thomas are you okay?" I said timidly.

"Yes Abigail I am fine you are here again with me. I am so sorry about rubbing the aloe tissues all over your face." He said with embarrassment.

"Aww what's a big allergic reaction amongst friends? I am here I feel like I have been ran over by an ambulance. But… I am here." I laughed weakly.

"Abigail you are to kind. I haven't left your side since the car accident. I have been over seeing every test procedure and surgical procedure. You will be good if I don't poison you again." He tried to be light hearted.

Thomas was just a wreck I knew he needed some sleep. I also know he wouldn't leave me to get some. After the visitors trailed out of the patient's rooms. I had a nurse bring in a couple of pillows in. Thomas had relented to take a shower in the doctor's showers.

He came around the corner in scrubs. I patted the bed with my free hand. He got up onto my bed, bringing the covers up on both of us. My fantasy was happening and I was wired to this hospital system. I was comfortable snuggling into his chest. I can't imagine that he was comfortable but he did fall fast asleep. His one arm was holding onto me like a bear hug.

We both managed uninterrupted sleep for the first time in a week.

We woke up almost together we enjoyed the morning hours I immediately remembered I hadn't brushed my teeth. On top of that my catheter was almost to over flowing. This wasn't conducive for romance. I wasn't sure how to get him up so I could get help.

"Good morning doctor's now hear this and hear it good. I am not allowing this on my shift. Please Dr. Thomas Williams in your wisdom you should know what morning is around a hospital. Please depart from us. I have things I must do for this poor lady." Bella bellowed like the captain she was in the Army. "Our patient needs some special needs taken care of. If you think you can manage going to the cafeteria then please go right after you shower and shave." Her voice was gruff. We all loved her.

Thomas actually smiled wide we both knew I was going to recover Bella only acted this way when a patient turned the corner.I went through therapy with much pain hardly any gains for the first few weeks. It was wearing me down. I wanted to cry but didn't dare. Thomas was my cheer leading section. Bella would walk me down the halls. Surely she never knew I wanted her to fall down give me a break.

"No Dr. Abigail I will not let up on you. You know really don't wish that on me." Her voice was lightly laughing.

I felt my face get red from embarrassing thoughts being brought out into the open.

We both laughed. She marched me down that hall four times a day. Finally I don't remember when I realized I was walking with no help. Every tube taken away was an achievement. I actually felt human over time. I should have been moved off the PICU floor. The staff was kept there pampering me. I had finals

Made it to every one too. The morgue was a little much but I aced it and got the hell out of there.

I heard that I was coded twice before they got me to the hospital. 

Thomas never spoke about that day. After I was released I went to his home to recuperate. I had lost weight I had found it hard to focus. Thomas was never far from me. I was free from crutch canes walkers.

"Thomas tell me something?" I paused. 'Thomas what happened to me?" I asked determined.

His body tensed he sat forward as he spoke with a softness in his voice.

"You were struck from behind a drunk driver was running from a policeman. His car engine stopped just as it kissed your drivers seat. He was thrown clear like most of them are. The axle of the drunk's car skewered the policeman onto a tree. The policeman died instantly. You died twice at the scene. You were quite the patient. When the officer asked you mam are you okay? You shot back yes just needed to get to use your cell phone.

Your body was pinned into a space just a little bit bigger than an Igloo ice chest.

The car was about to ignite the sparks were dancing off the gasoline."

He fell quiet so did I. we sat there not speaking knowing that that day wasn't my day to go.

Recovering was slow days of pain seemed to be my lot in life now. I didn't seem to be able to get focused on anything for to long. Which was completely understandable.

I lay down at night trying to remember me before the accident. My interest was waning for sexual therapy. I couldn't bring it to Thomas' attention yet I knew he was postponing what would have to take place soon.

I went online with nothing more than to check my emails. One was sort of standing out more than the others were. Opening it I read words from a man I hadn't seen for a long time.

It read:

Coming to Kansas City for a week. Will you be able to show me the sights? I have missed you. Hopefully you have missed me too. Will be in town starting this Friday evening. Sam

Wow what a surprise this was. We had been together for two different times once going to his state. The last time on a cruise I had won from the hospital talent show.

My mind kept saying Sam's name over and over. His face popped into my mind he was such a handsome guy. We had some hilariously funny times together.

We had also had some torrid raw sexual encounters.

I leaned back in my chair closing my eyes ever so slightly. I recalled our first kiss it was electrifying. Every time we touched we emitted sparks that should have burnt Texas down. All though we were on a riverboat we had plenty of water surrounding us.

As I recall we were even hit by lightening. We did have a good time I felt myself become a little aroused.

"What are you thinking about?" Thomas' voice broke into my daydream.

"Oh I thought you were with a patient. Nothing I was just thinking back at a time that was a great time. Thomas?" I hesitated all of a sudden.

Thomas stood close to me yet he seemed uncomfortable. I knew he was trying to tell me something. Not knowing how I would react he was quiet, too.

"Yes Abigail." His voice was tender.

"I think I should take some time off. I know its not been easy since my accident maybe getting back to my place. What do you think?" I asked with dread in my voice.

If he jumped at the offer to quickly I was going to be devastated. If he said no I would be crushed that he couldn't see my pain. Not the physical pain the mental pain was excruciating.

I was in my twenties I had even contemplated in not being sexual again. I needed something I just had to get my independence back. I had to quit these panic attacks.

Thomas bent down so he could look me in my eyes. I felt his breath upon my face I wanted to kiss him. Panic set in I was starting to shake from something I had no control of any longer.

"Abigail please take the time off. We have plenty of time you need the time I can see that in your face. You work on yourself it will be fine again. It really will be I promise." Thomas whispered his promise.

I managed to make it to the airport in perfect timing to pick Sam up. Seeing that wide gait walk of his in his cowboy boots I was flushed with familiarity. I managed to not trip or fall as I walked quickly towards him. His arms were around me with such ease. I felt so much compassion for him.

"Abby my word you have only gotten prettier." Sam said teasing.

He stepped back looking at me as though I was a prize steer. I turned back around for his admiring eyes.

"Oh Sam you look so great I can't believe this is you. Come here give me another hug." I said excitedly.

His arms slipped around me his body pressing onto mine. I didn't see the kiss coming. I should have though he was insatiable with passions. We both were.

My lips parted as his tongue found mine. We had been in a terminal with hundreds of people. We had transposed to a place we lived before. We were passionate immediately.

To the chagrin of some onlookers we both laughed when the second person said disgusted.

"Get a room."

We pulled apart not the least embarrassed we just had that affect on one another. We picked up his suitcase made it out of the airport in good time. His gentle way about him was comforting. It never crossed my mind that we wouldn't pick up where we left off.

I didn't have a river to impress him with. No wide open spaces the night life for a 

Doctor was almost non-existence. I wanted him to see my world without any of the pain involved. We drove towards the city as I pointed out the hospital I was working in.

"Well Abby that looks like a whole city by it self. You don't get lost inside the halls?" He teased me.

His arm came around my shoulder squeezing me ever so lightly. I pulled up in front of a building looking for Sam's reaction. The elevator was coming down on the outside of the building. A handsomely dressed young man took my keys and drove off. As the doorman greeted us with a friendly greeting Sam looked bewildered.

"Abby this place is amazing. Anything else you got to show me tonight?" He sounded in awe. 'An elevator on the outside of a building. A stranger takes off with your car. A total stranger greets you with white gloves on bowing deep."

His eyes were amazing. His eyes were sexy with just the right amount of lust shining through. We might make it through dinner. I blushed because we never did when we were on the riverboat.

After ordering Sam looked out the windows his face registered surprise.

"Abby I am from the country so I know my stars we aren't where we began when we first sat down for dinner." His voice was baffled.

I smiled at him I didn't mention the restaurant was moving. It was turning slow enough to not be a problem.

"Sam you never quit amazing me with your sense of directions. We are rotating I am so happy you are here." I whispered.

Eating was a wonderful time we sat afterwards talking catching up. When I seen the spark in his eyes I suggested we leave. We made it to the elevator only holding hands. I was sure he was wanting me it felt so wonderful to be wanted.

The elevator stopped on the 20th floor I pulled him out into the hall. Walking towards the suite I had reserved. His body language was telling me we needed to be behind closed doors.

The door was barely shut when he took my hand pulling me to him. His body was

Blending with mine. The lights were on dim his shadow and mine was dancing on the wall. I wanted him his need for me was causing me to become breathless.

"Abby I dreamt of this so many times. I couldn't sleep without you dancing in my thoughts. I am so…." His voice cut short.

I had slipped down his body with small kisses slipping my tongue out on his bare skin. Nibbling his nipples licking his midline I took his waistband and pulled it hard it opened with a flourish. His cock sprang out hitting my chin. I saw his head rear back just as my tongue slipped around his shaft.

"Awwww woman you are such a temptress with your mouth that tongue. Oh yes lick me like that more…more… This is so damn hot." Sam was whispering.

Our reflections were showing ourselves in the throes of passions. Nothing was left undone. Action reaction constant pleasurable touches making both of us shout out. He had stepped out of his jeans his muscular thighs were like granite

His upper body strength was phenomenal from so many fences being mended.

"Sam lay down." I said hoarse.

His body seemed to move towards the bed without his legs moving. As he laid back he pulled my dress over my arms and head. I was naked sitting upon him.

We found ourselves becoming more erotic. Every touch ignited us we found no relief we didn't want relief we wanted to build up to it. I managed to slip down his body to the point I was able to swallow him whole. His moans were feeding into

My sensuous side was more tuned into his needs.

His hands grabbed my head shoving my face down as his hips bucked upwards.

We were moving as one. His hands were forcing my face down impaling his cock into my throat. I gagged but never stopped he seemed to gather more exuberance by the sounds.

We were so intense with our passions. I felt his orgasm pounding through his body. I knew I wanted him to escape the room. Going into sub space it was the greatest way I could show him how much I loved him. His body was shaking his feet were digging into the mattress.

I was making room for his cum to splash into my mouth. Closing my eyes I felt myself being tossed into the air. Landing on my stomach I opened my eyes in astonishment. His hands grabbed my hips pulling me back onto his cock.

"Oh no you don't Abby you need to be fucked to an inch of your life. My cock will penetrate you deeper than you have ever been penetrated." Sam shouted with breathless voice.

His cock was burying into my depths. I was clinching the sheets burrowing my face into the sheets biting my lips.

"Here how does this feel?" He screamed as he hit my ass making me feel the sting.

I came with such a force he was splashed all around his cock. Slapping me a few more times I was ready to launch into sub space. His body was orchestrating us both into a place that lovers go.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh Abbbbbyyyyyyyyyyy cummmmm withhhhhh meeeeeeee." Sam shouted into the room we both had just left behind riding the waves of passions.

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I remember a few days later we were sitting having brunch. Sam reached over touched my hand. Rubbing it softly as he smiled.

"Abby I never thought this was possible. When I got you is email asking me to come to KC immediately? I was shocked but eagerly wanting to come here." He kissed my hands.

"Sam? I didn't write you an email you wrote me?" I said confused.

"Oh well if you want to pretend that this was my idea. Well, it's the best idea I have had forever." He answered teasingly.

I looked into his face seeing he was serious. I couldn't figure out who wrote him?

Who knew him?

"Actually when you signed it Love Abbie. I was intrigued by your new spelling." He volunteered.

Then I knew who wrote him. Thomas wrote to him to come here. So I could get myself past that terrible bridge I had made no effort to walk over. My Thomas opened his heart to make mine well again.

Now when I think of this time I feel warmed by both Sam and Thomas. When Sam left we had been so close promised writing. I turned up for work with a smile

Asked for the next case? Thomas smiled at me handed me a file. Hugged me with a hug that went straight into my heart.

I was totally in love with Thomas from that moment on.

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Red Doors Ch. 09



Chapter 9: Return of a Soldier

Coming back from the Lake I was ready for the next case. Thomas was smiling again around the office.

"Abigail I just heard from our next case. It's going to be quite interesting down right mesmerizing case. There is a little more pre information on this one." He said with a nod in his head.

Having this much pre information just never happened. I took the chart wanting to get right on it.

"Thank you I will get right to it." I said already looking through the folder.

Opening the neatly typed pages I felt that excitement coming over me. I leaned back in the chair after putting my eyeglasses on. I soon got lost in the pages.

Hunter and Elizabeth had been married three years. High school sweethearts lived next door through out grade schools junior high and senior high. In reading their history it was so heart warming.

Hunter was handsome with a carefree smile. His face was so open and honest he had excelled in sports. Lettered in track was the Prom King. His life's work was going to be a gym teacher for the handicapped.

Looked like all the Ivy League schools courted him seriously. They offered him full athlete scholarships. He looked as though he turned them down.

This was fascinating reading. I turned the pages slowly to read more on him. His life was so fulfilling he aspired nothing but greatness with humility. Volunteered for four organizations. He ran marathons for all the top marathons for the varied diseases. 

He had his hands full with helping his dad on a ranch. His wife grew up understanding life on farms. Just reading this bio made me look into myself I fell short in doing more for volunteerism in my life.

His aspirations were lofty. Then I read the bottom of the last page. He signed up for Iraq.

What an abrupt ends to a rich life of a young man.

Elizabeth's bio read as involved as Hunter's noting the physical attributes I seen that Hunter and Elizabeth were both close to 6 feet. She was feminine to his masculinity they were perfectly matched.

She was an architect seemingly one that was meteoric rise of successes after success. Standing side by side in their wedding picture the world was theirs they were what all young couples wanted to be.

It looked like this couple was meant to be with one another. The time Hunter was in the service Elizabeth took over much area's of volunteering. Childless it looked as though they had waited until his return. This couple knew great happiness I wondered if this was their sadness. Him going to Iraq as his bio stopped just short hers did also.

"Have you digested the bio as of yet?" Thomas spoke softly walking up behind me.

I didn't jump in fact since my time at the Lake I didn't jump so quickly. Placing the bios down I slipped my glasses off before answering.

"This reads fascinating doesn't it? I mean reading their life on paper makes it odd they have came to us." I said with concern edging into my voice.

Leaning forward I found myself thisclose to Thomas my heart fluttered. I had came back a little more subdued yet he was always able to stir my hormones. I wouldn't allow myself to go off thinking of passions with him. I leaned back to avoid the desires to take flight.

"Abigail this is a study I am not even privy to the true cause for this couple to be in crisis. It shall make a fascinating case. Something tells me though you will break through this crisis for them." His voice was excited.

Without a doubt if Thomas didn't know the case it was going to be a journey we both would take. Unwrap each layer until the answer came. I was mystified by the case. Now I knew Thomas was too.

"Care for some lunch?" I asked with softness to my voice.

Thomas smiled as he leaned against the door jam shifting his weight to stabilize his height. He seemed to be able to penetrate my soul when he was relaxed like he was now.

"Sure that sounds great I didn't have breakfast so I could do with something about right now. Where shall we go?" His voice was light hearted.

Standing up I found myself losing my resolve to not desire his hands to touch me in passionate embraces. Leaning over the desk I turned off my reading lamp so I could regain my composure. I didn't realize my skirt had hiked up so far. I felt the draft high upon my upper thighs. Trying to not lose my composure I slowly stood back up to give him notice I didn't just flash him totally.

Trying to remember we were colleagues I stood up to see him smiling. I blushed yet I went ahead with what I was going to say.

"How about I fix something here? I know we have the fresh veggies for some really great summer salad?" I said without sounding like I wanted to disappear.

Thomas cleared his throat even tilted his head down. I saw in him something I hadn't seen before. I saw a glimpse of excitement take over his body. It made me bold allowing myself to smile. It caused him a little discomfort. I enjoyed knowing he was coming around to his sexuality with me.

"I know you are a terrific cook Abigail. Let's go out so we can relax before this case takes us over. How about Italian?" His voice sounded stressed.

We both arrived an hour before we were to meet Hunter and Elizabeth. I went into my office to gather up papers. Thomas went out to the garden. We had a nice luncheon for the first time we didn't speak of work. I saw Thomas as a relaxed man. Making me laugh at the interpretations of the surroundings. His wit was very well honed. Seeing this side of him caused me to become more tuned into him. His many layers fascinated me. The sounds of chimes brought me out of my thoughts.

"Welcome Hunter and Elizabeth I am Dr. Williams this is Dr. Abigail." He stopped short of saying my last name. His face was set in granite.

I saw what made his face turn to stone. His smile was genuine his face was compassionate he stepped back to allow them access to the hall. Hunter was in a wheel chair a double amputee. His smile was electrifying so was Elizabeth's. They were so young so very young to be in this situation.

"Thank you for allowing us to come here. We both are grateful for this opportunity. I note you are wheel chair assessable that is very welcoming to the one's of us that have wheels." Hunter was upbeat.

As we followed them into the inner office Elizabeth walked beside him. Her body was close to him showing their connection. I looked at Thomas he showed a little amazement. I found that endearing.

Hunter and Elizabeth made themselves quite comfortable. We found our chairs Hunter spoke first.

"Thank you for not staring. Of course you wouldn't seeing a man in a wheel chair isn't something you would find uncomfortable." Hunter spoke frankly.

Elizabeth smiled as he spoke. She reached towards his hand he took it clasping it on the arm of the wheel chair. "You know how many people I see that don't hide their shock. Yes, I was over six feet tall. I am not now what's the problem? I am still me. I am Hunter that loves his country. That will not allow this to mire me down defeat me. I love Elizabeth She loves me." His voice fell quiet.

Elizabeth's voice was soft but filled with compassion. Her face was filled with love for Hunter.

"Hunter left me to go to Iraq with the determination to come back and pick up where we left off. I will not apologize for his deciding to go so soon after we were married. His letters were cherished it gave me insights to what we here in America heard.' Her voice cracked but she went on. "Hunter's letters became more sporadic I worried then chided myself for doing so. It's so frustrating to not hear. It becomes your only thoughts." She fell quiet.

The story continued to the point Elizabeth received the telegram.

"Its odd but the day I got the telegram will always be frozen in my mind. I knew it was bad before I opened it. I looked up and down the street to make sure there wasn't going to be the 'visit'. You know the service sending servicemen to break the news." She swallowed big. 'I laid it down walked to the kitchen got myself a glass of water. I remembered touching the telegram. Reading the words I had to reread it. He was alive he was alive coming home to me." She cleared her throat.

"Hunter was coming home to me oh he had lost a leg. It didn't matter I only wanted Hunter. You can see he is double amputated at the time of the telegram he had lost one leg. The second leg was lost by staph infection during the recovery period. Mail was at a stand still both ways. I heard him speak to me my heart went onto a flight of sheer happiness." She broke into a smile. "The next time I saw my Hunter he was landing. As the soldiers left the plane I was eagerly waiting for Hunter. As I saw his face I didn't see anything else. As he made his way to me. I happened to look down noting he had lost both legs. My mind processed this moved forward." She quietly patted his arm.

The session ended on that note.

Our minds were completely info overload this couple was amazing in every way. Hunter made a marvelous choice in Elizabeth as she did in him. This couple would pull through whatever their crisis that brought them to us.

"I believe in this couple. Don't you Abigail?" Thomas spoke softly.

"Yes, I believe this couple will make it through the crisis I just wished I knew what it was. I know they are hurting some place I just want to find out how." I answered Shaking my head. As we normally did we discussed the session making our observations of what we saw. Hunter was a determined man to go on with his goals. Seeing him in a wheel chair you would forget his boundaries. His smile was so effective for placing people at ease. His laugh was catching as we had some lighter moments in the sessions.

It wasn't until the end of the third session we came to find out what they were struggling with.

"Hunter had gone through so much surgeries and pain filled therapies. His mind accepted his limits but his heart won't. His love of people seem to shower down upon the one's he touched. With his life he will be once again the figure of a man he wants to be physically." Elizabeth stopped short.

"Elizabeth is saying for some reason I don't seem to accept my condition. So in the bedroom it's been nothing. I am embarrassed by the way I look in our bedroom in our bed. I cannot maintain an erection once we get into bed." His voice was silent.

Their pain was almost palatable with their faces so painfully drawn. Thomas sat there with his head resting upon his hand. I was sitting there with my usual million questions that would never get asked let alone get answered.

"I can achieve an erection I can even cum that hasn't changed. I just can't do this in our bedroom. It seems to loom over me like a cloud I brought back from Iraq. I have had therapy. I have aggressively faced this to put behind me it just doesn't go away." His voice was strained.

What Elizabeth said next made my world rock.

"I want children. I love Hunter but I want children. I feel if he can't get past this then the facts would be we would be childless I want children. I know Hunter does too. We have turned lights off by his suggestions. We have tried different places in the house. None of this has been successfully bypassing our problems. We have nowhere to turn to if you can't see this through with us." Elizabeth spoke with compassion.

I was stunned I couldn't tell whether Thomas was. Elizabeth was contemplating in divorcing Hunter because of his condition. This was insane she was standing by him then what this? Not having children she would leave him? I was temporarily stunned by this revelation. Nothing seemed insurmountable then this could side track this couple.

They went dancing she sat upon his lap and they danced. They went for walks in the park. They played Frisbee with their golden retrievers. He was teaching the kids in the neighborhood how to shoot hoops. It wasn't until their fourth session that some of it came rolling out of Hunter.

"The morning I lost my leg was as every other morning. Hot sand humid worrying when we would run into some ambush. We were on maneuvers you cannot tell the enemy. I suppose that rang true in Viet Nam it was so overwhelming to keep on the alert." He cleared his throat.

"We were doing the same exercise the same way for the hundredth time nothing changed. Nothing but when we were in the middle of it something cut through the air. I was aware of the loud piercing noise first I was leading them. As we adjusted our unit I saw the first soldier fall. Nothing unusual we were always adjusting to our surroundings." He said dryly.

"I seen my friend laying there with blood running down his face. I didn't note that he didn't have a face at first. I started screaming to him to hold on. The second hit brought us all to our knee's. I am speaking over only seconds from the first to the second less to the third and fourth. Men were screaming which men do right? The painful recognition of this was that weren't on the killing field. We were in a part of the bombed out city." He whispered low.

"It was supposed to be safe. We were picked off like black birds on a farm fence line. We weren't able to get under cover. I heard the bullet before I felt the piercing blood curdling hot poker fire sizzle into my leg. The blood sprayed all over my men and me. It was supposed to be secure…It was supposed to be only maneuvers we weren't there to be killed."

Elizabeth rushed to his side as the tears flowed freely.

"I came home without legs. My men came home in boxes. I made a trip to see each man's family to add to their comfort. I told them how their son's lived how they died. Whatever they needed to go on. I left it to them to ask me the questions. I demanded while I was in the hospital to have every letter ever written to my men along with the letters they didn't get sent. I took them to the families. They received them with grateful hearts I promised every man that their loved ones would know. They would know how they lived and how they died." Hunter's voice was steady but soft.

Behind the Red doors;

Hunter wheeled his chair through the double doors. Watching the expression on his face I felt exhilarated. Looking at his face my eyes dropped down to his upper arms. The strength of his arms and hands seemed to arouse me. I walked towards the bed he stayed where he was. I sat down smiling at his eyes he was so handsome smiling back. His head tilted a little his eyes sparkled deeply.

"Well Hunter are we just going to smile at one another? I sure hope not. You have me a little breathless already." I said it raspy voiced.

"Abigail it's a little ackward for me." He said smiling.

"Oh. Why is that?" I asked with breathless voice.

"Because the bed is to high. I cannot get on it." He laughed.

I looked bewildered by the mere fact that I hadn't noticed this. I hadn't thought about his condition. He wheeled closer to the bed immediately I seen the height of my four poster bed was a problem.

I wanted to just die from embarrassment for not seeing this before it came to this point. His laughter was knocking the tension off the moment.

"Oh Abigail you precious woman. You didn't see my chair you thought of me as a whole man. Now that's what this man loves to see happen. Come here to me its time for me to show you my appreciation." He said whispering.

I stepped down off the high bed allowing my robe to slip off my shoulders. Baring My shoulders my breasts were cupped in cups of satin and lace. They were barely covering my nipples. I heard him whistle low. It made me blush to hear his approval knowing his eyes were staring at me.

"Oh you sweet lady now you are blushing you got my heart. Come to me closer I need to touch your softness." Hunter said as he pulled his shirt off his body.

My eyes were fascinated with his movements. I watched him lift his hips off the chair pulling the slacks off. I noted he wore no underwear. I smiled at his buff body. This man had rock hard abs his waist was trim his thighs were like marble.

"Oh Hunter you are so handsome what a body you have?" I gushed like a teenager.

Yet it seemed appropriate to tell him that his body was in such good shape. My eyes went to his cock it was so wide and thick sitting upon a light brown nest of hair. He wasn't circumcised the head was still hidden. Watching him holding his arms out to me made me become wet.

My hands went around his shoulders as his hands brought me onto his lap. Making me sit hard upon his lap he brought my face to his. We had direct eye contact closing my eyes he kissed me passionately. One of those kisses that when you parted lips they tugged ever so lightly. The ones that you live for but rarely have. He pulled his lips back with such a clean sweep he had me sitting with my legs on either side of his thighs. I looked down and untied the satin ribbons to my corset. His eyes were focused upon the lace that kissed my flesh.

"Abigail you are making me completely want you. You're making me feel so very aroused." He whispered as he took the ribbons into his teeth.

My breasts were falling out in a flash moment hearing him moan caused me to become so totally wet. I allowed him to take the corset off and he threw it on the floor.

"You like what you see Hunter? I know I love what I see between my legs. You are very well hung." I said teasingly.

His smile was beaming as his lips came closer for his tongue to curl around my nipples. The hotness the surface of his tongue was making me chills. I brought my nipples much closer for his lips to pucker around my nipples. I found myself inhaling sharply as his tongue danced between both nipples.

"I am so excited Abigail you are quite the partner in love making. You have driven me wild to the point I cannot stop wanting you. Come closer for my mouth wants to envelop your every ounce of flesh." His voice died down ever so softly.

I threw my head back causing his teeth to stretch my nipple out further. His tongue playfully suckled on my nipples as his hands massaged the breast. I was beginning to rock a little on his lap. We were meeting on the level of hot lust passion. Move for move. Need for need. Act for reaction. We were becoming as one fine tuned sexual machine. Each wanting to take the other into sub space without boundaries.

"Oh fuck Abigail feeling your clit rubbing on my pubic bone is erotic. You are soaking me with your cum sweetheart, keep it going. I want your nipples to play with right now." His voice was strong but quiet.

We were using each other for pleasures I was feeling myself building up to a orgasm that would rip through my body without warning. I wanted to feel him enter me doggie style. His mouth was playing my nipples very efficiently. Some men don't understand the breast play in foreplay but Hunter was exceptional.

"Oooooh fuckkkkkkkkkkkk Hunnnnnntttttt Iiiiiiiiiii wasn'tttt prepared for this orgassmmmmmm. Yahoo my Hunter man. You ripped this one below the radar screen. Oh fuck oh fuck……Moreeeeeeee pleaseeeeee?" I screamed out in ecstasy.

My breathing became labored with trying to keep my mind on the enjoyment at hand. His hands were playing me with expertise levels. My feet wrapped around the wheel chair and I started gaining speed. Sitting down pulling back off his cock he was getting rammed in my wet pussy. Then being freed only to impale me time and time again. We were rocking hitting all the erogenous zones not missing a beat.

"Abby I want you. I want to get inside of you." Hunter hoarsely spoke.

I freed his cock and stood up going to the bed getting on all fours waiting for him. His wheel chair came to the edge as I saw him I curled my finger for him to get on the bed.

He took his hands pulling himself up he almost fell but. Rebounded quickly his thigh carried his weight. When I seen him get onto the bed I was so excited I started crying.




Red Doors Ch. 09



"Well Abby don't cry." His voice broke. 'I did it Abigail I am a man I got onto this bed by myself!" His tears rolled down his face. " I am a man."

"Of course you are a man a virile man Hunter." I said as I got on all fours wanting him to enter me. His smile was filled with happiness. He had made a break through he had conquered his last obstacle since Iraq.

"Now come here woman I am going to pound it home think you can take it?" He laughed.

Our bodies were machines we acted off the other making our bodies as one. I could hear the slapping of our skin. The wetness making suction noises as we parted. Hearing and smelling the scents of lust we were piston fucking down and dirty raw sex lust filled passions.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh Abbbbyyyyyy it's soooooo Fuckkkkingggggg sexxyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Iiii am cuminnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggg." He screamed.

I felt the hottest splashing sound I had ever heard making me pump back onto him so we were actually stuck together.

"Iiiitssssss sooooooo ohh nowwwwwww Iiiiiiii ammmmmmmmm……" His voice faded.

I felt his body go limp hearing his breathing soften he had traveled into sub space. I thought all of this in the split second before we collapsed on the bed I was floating….

The session was successful his last barrier was crossed when he realized Elizabeth was helping him onto the bed during lust. He felt like a hopeless cripple. He might not have jumped his record jump for distance but he did make the hurtle into their bed was the distance it took for their marriage to survive.

Looking back on the session it was an unequivocal success. To prove it I took the picture of Hunter the II as he was playing in his first birthday cake.

This way of life was just the greatest one I could have ever hoped for.






Red Doors Ch. 10



Chapter 10: Love lost/Love found

Thomas and I were elated with another wonderful out come on a patient that was well worth knowing. We had been asked to go to a convention our first trip away together. Looking forward to the conference hoping that Thomas might let loose and become my lover. I was putting in my third bathing suit that I noted looked like dental floss. Well whatever would catch his attention.

Packing the last piece of lingerie in I was about to snap my case down. Thomas walked up behind me as I was straining the case shut.

"Abigail you think you might have over packed? It looks like you brought enough for two weeks of being away." He teased in his voice.

"Well Thomas I am not able to put a suit together with four shirts and some under clothing. I have style in and out of the sun and fun." I answered laughing.

The suitcase clicked shut as we were gathering our luggage. The car had arrived. Once we got the cases situated the driver opened my door. Sliding into the leather interior I felt the chill of leather hitting my back of my legs. Thomas slipped in we were sitting ver y close. I smelled his scent I loved that his scent was made for him personally.

"It will be a long day on the conference forum. After that we could actually go out see the town if you would enjoy that?" Thomas spoke casually.

"I would enjoy that very much are we going to be late on the flight? This trip will be exciting. I am looking forward to the program high lighting Sexual Therapy." I said with a calm in my voice.

The car ride along with the flight went off effortless. We found our room adjoining to each other's. Nothing was talked about that the door was between us. Oh well he wouldn't ever use it. I laughed to myself.

The hotel was very exclusive I was amazed at all the beauty that was presented to their guest. We were waited on before we even knew we needed something it was at our fingertips. Nobody seemed to be close yet we were constantly being waited on.

The double French doors opening to my suite opened to a magnificent two-room suite. Mirrors on the ceiling floors almost look like glass. The furniture was a real antique. Walking into the bathroom it made me inhale deeply.

Chandeliers hanging above each sink. Gold faucets heated floor. Heated towel racks. Glass enclosed shower would fit five people. I mentally was thinking of Thomas taking me in the shower. The water came down from the top like a beautiful rain forest shower. I closed my eyes thinking of Thomas walking up behind me drawing me to him. His hands going around my body where he allowed my breasts rest upon his hands. All the time kissing my neck working down my shoulder. Stopping just above my breasts. Then he brought his fingers to my nipples slightly twisting them to my sheer enjoyment. My head laid back on his chest my body was resting ever so slightly on him.

"Abigail Abigail? Where are you? I called your name four times you didn't answer. Oh I see the bath takes your mind away doesn't it? It's such luxury shower you will be amazed by it." Thomas spoke from authority.

Immediately I wanted to know who had shared the shower with him the time he was speaking about? Thinking of Thomas touching another woman caused me some uncomfortable feelings.

"Oh yes Thomas I was dreaming of the shower in use." I spoke casually.

"Well, you want room service or go out to the fine restaurants in the hotel?" Thomas asked.

My mind could picture us having an intimate lunch winding up in the shower. His body pressing into mine.

"Room service would be wonderful I am a bit tired." I said regretting the last two words. " I didn't mean I was sleepy because I'm not tired." I made it sound worse.

"Well staying in for lunch would be very nice. We will be hitting the floor running tomorrow morning. Let me order?" Thomas said as he picked the phone up.

Our food was excellent the afternoon turned into a beautiful sun set. Casting shadows upon the walls. We had sat and talked never having being so opened with ourselves. Thomas was laughing loudly it was like music to my ears listening to his laughter.

On rare occasions he laughed but the kind when as soon as it is heard it's stopped. I was enjoying his telling of his school days. I guess I assumed he was Born to be this age and a physician.

"Abigail you will meet Sam tomorrow. Our life seemed to be winding into the other constantly. The greatest doctor around. We had many late night study sessions. We seemed to be able to keep each other organized so we did graduate. Nothing was out of the question with Sam and I." Thomas said smiling.

I looked upon his face seen an honest admiration for his friend.

"That will be very nice seeing your friend. Will you be speaking tomorrow? I think it's one of the early sessions." I said as the phone rang.

Walking to the phone I picked it up to hear the hotel manager speak.

"Is Dr. Williams there?" His voice was crisp.

"Yes." I answered.

Thomas was getting up as he saw my hand reaching towards him. His body was standing his full height as he took the receiver.

"Dr. William speaking." His voice was deep.

I looked upon his face he had gotten unreadable again. Hearing the conversation I was looking out the window. Standing there I saw the beauty of the city far below us. My eyes were focused upon the lights I didn't hear Thomas walking up behind me.

"Guess you will meet Sam tonight. There was a mix up on the room so we will be bunking tonight. The mix up will be set right in the morning." Thomas said as he Looked out the window with me.

"Well great I will enjoy hearing all your mishaps. How you two must have partied all night. Long sessions of studying makes for crazy thoughts. Sam coming here to my suite?" I asked as the doorbell chimed.

"Abigail I think you should know something before..." His voice trailed off as I opened the door.

"Yes, may I help you?" I said confused.

"I sure hope so is Tommy here? My name is Sam." She spoke warmly.

My world swirled up to me I could feel the room twisting engulfing me as I turned towards Thomas. I didn't hear anything other than a loud roar as I fell to the floor. Landing softly I was told. I couldn't get it straight in my mind that Sam was a woman. A woman that did all the crazy things Thomas recalled all afternoon to me.

"Abigail are you okay?" Thomas was speaking to me.

I just wanted to stay safe in my own mind. I didn't want to see Thomas looking at me. I kept my eyes closed. He only repeated it over and over. I finally opened my eyes so he would quit talking.

"Is she okay Tommy? I have never seen anything like that before. Somebody faints so gracefully. Are you okay Abigail?" Sam's concern came through her voice. All I wanted to do was tell her his name isn't Tommy it's Thomas. How could this woman know him she looks way to young for being his colleague? The mere fact she calls him Tommy makes her look childish.

"Abigail can you sit up?" Thomas said seriously.

I wanted to not only sit up but walk out the door. I was so crushed that he had not mentioned Sam was a woman. A beautiful woman at that one with a strong resemblance to Thomas she could be his daughter.

"Sam it would help if you would call me dad and not Tommy. Abigail I was going to tell you Sam is my daughter. I just didn't have time." Thomas said softly.

So Sam is his daughter? What about the Sam that got him through the process of becoming a doctor. I started standing up to look upon Sam's face she was breath taking to look at.

"Oh dad you know I call you Tommy when we haven't seen each other for a long time. This is the longest one too I might add." Sam was teasing. Smiling was some how more beautiful when done by her.

I was on my feet looking at Thomas he was a little uncomfortable with this situation.

"Abigail I would love to introduce you to Sammy my daughter. She has a weird way to get my attention when there has been a lull in our seeing one another. Sammy this is my colleague Abigail." Thomas stopped talking turning away from us.

"Well glad to meet you Sammy. Are you here for the convention or for visit with your dad?" I asked the question my mind was thinking of why? Thomas had never mentioned a daughter to me in our whole time of knowing each other.

She walked towards her dad leaving me with my questions unanswered. Thomas hugged her again I felt like an intruder something was happening. I sat down trying not to intrude on their time.

I had left the room as they were hugging leaving them alone with their troubles. Looking in the gift shops I found some beautiful scarves I could get my sisters. Seeing the little coffee area I sat down trying not to guess what was happening upstairs between father and daughter.

I ordered my coffee enjoying the people watching when I noted Thomas walking towards me. His long strides made him get to my side quickly. He caught the waiter's eye ordering the same as I.

"Well I suppose I should explain what just happened. I am caught off balance by seeing her here. She found out I was in the city and set about finding me. I wish I could have had some time to speak to you first." His voice dropped off.

"Thomas you have had plenty of times to tell me about your daughter. I actually don't need an explanation it's your private matter." I said sounding crushed.

"I told you about Sam getting us through medical school nightmares. She was beautiful very focused. I fell in love with her. She was free spirit didn't believe in marriage. Sammy was conceived I immediately wanted marriage. Sam said no she wasn't marrying anybody." Thomas spoke with pain in his words.

"Abigail you and Sammy are the same age. It's why I have tried to over step any sexual contact with you." Thomas inhaled deeply.

"Thomas it's a poor excuse that you don't want me and what I have to offer because I am your daughters age." I was pissed off. 'I don't feel that is all there is about your daughter and I being the same age."

"You are right Abigail I don't blame you for the anger it warrants angry words. I am married Abigail." Thomas said it as though he was asking me to pass the sugar.

"Married did I hear you right married? You are a married man? Why haven't I been told this fact? I cannot believe you hid this from me. Married what a noble man you must feel allowing me to know you are married man. Get away from me Thomas now!" I spit the last sentence at him.

Jumped up running towards the elevators not looking back. Once the door closed I broke out in tears. Nothing was ever going to be right again for me. Married my friend was married my North Star was taken.

I found my way to my door unlocking it I got inside before I heard the scream that came out in such pain. So now what? This changed everything I was so bewildered by this confession. How? When? Why? Thomas simply hid this side of him. My mind was speeding from one thought to the next without staying put long enough for me to digest any of it.

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My inner door knocked I was reluctant in opening it. I hadn't made to much thought giving ideas on changing my life. Walking towards the door I inhaled deeply. I realized I had to get things right one way or another with Thomas.

Opening the door I saw Thomas standing there he seemed it have shrunk three inches. His face was ashen his shoulders were slumped forward. He had never looked so terrible. "May I come in? We should talk Abigail." Thomas whispered.

Seeing him so down trodden I lost my resolve in leaving him. He could get me to respond emotionally. That was my problem.

"I have no idea what we could talk about, Thomas." I said as I stepped back allowing him to enter.

"I need to talk to you Abigail. I need to clear my actions. I told you I was married I am married. Sam is a patient in the finest asylum that money could buy. Sammy came here to tell me that Sam is dying. The last piece of Sam is dimming she is lost to me now." Thomas' shoulders sunk under the guilt.

I was astonished by this open confession. Thomas was laying down the burden I was sitting there listening.

"I loved her so much I needed her even more. I knew we would make it have this life. It wasn't until she was working in the hospital she became very tired quite easily. Cautioning her to slow down her body was becoming less in her control. She didn't mention this to many people including me." Thomas stopped short took a breath then continued.

"By the time I was aware of her health she was already failing beyond anything we could have tried to slow down this disease. MS took my vibrant wife made her a prisoner in a hideous slow death. She was Sam mentally she was a mother and a daughter. She was my wife and a gifted physician she was capable of being the brightest about diagnosis. She never lost her intelligence her body wouldn't allow her the common decency to communicate."

"As each motion we humans take for granted was taken from her I watched her daily losing. She lost the vibrant personality. She lost the challenge of being capable of being a wonderful mate. Having our daughter around was constantly a reminder of what we both were losing." Thomas fell quiet.

I was being torn with compassion and rage I wanted to hug him and slap him. I didn't speak I was sitting there awaiting his pain to surface. My mind was racing though.

"Abigail losing Sam the way I did I found solace in my work. I didn't have a lot of Time for raising a daughter. Sam's parents took over her daily living lovingly with happiness they captured their daughters essence. I was beyond caring in my daily living. I shut down. I quit seeing Sam she was lost to me she was lost to this world. I started looking into the sexual side of the human being. Studied it made it my life's work began my practice. The day you came into my life I was startled by you." Thomas said with a sparkle in his eye.

"Why?" I asked interested.

"Because my dear sweet Abigail you are as stunning as Sam. Your intelligence of medicine leaves me stunned at times. You're are an enigma in many ways. You are what each of professor's watch for but rarely find. You are the consummate physician. You are once in a lifetime wonder when medicine and compassion unite for the better of all mankind." Thomas said with pride.

I was struck by the words that he had just said it caused me to reach into myself.

"Thomas don't you understand? I am in love with you." I was shocked by my confession but continued, 'I have loved you since you taught me the finer points of medicine." When I quit talking I wasn't sure what was going to happen.

Thomas stood up pulled me up to him and kissed me with passion. I was taken by the intensity of that kiss.

"Abigail I must take care of the end of my life before I knew you. Afterwards I will be able to cherish your love I love you too." His voice was filled with emotion.

He ended up leaving me alone to go to the conference as he dealt with the death of his wife Sam. Sammy went back to her grandparents to finish her study of archeology where she will leave for Egypt to live.

"Did we make love? Well that will be a secret I won't share."



Red Doors Ch. 11



Winter set in with a vengeance the city was shut down as Thomas and I was preparing for the next case. Having to stay at the office because of weather conditions we had been together almost twenty-four hours a day. I took the opportunity to get the shawl laid down upon my sofa.

"Abigail are you awake?" Thomas asked quietly.

"What time is it Thomas? It seems to be late the room is dark?" I whispered.

I watched Thomas walk over to the mantle moving the clock he returned to let me know it was late. I sat up making sure I was acclimated with the motion after the car accident I would tend to faint. Motion was tricky for me at times.

"It's a snow and ice covered world outside people are losing their power lines by the heaviness of the ice. I sat a fire to help warm the house I will help you move into the study." His voice was soft as he placed his arm out towards me.

His hand touched mine with a gentleness I was taken aback by the touch it was so light. Drawing me to him his chest was rock hard he always kept his body in shape. I leaned into his body long enough to capture my balance. His scent was intoxicating I chided myself for turning this into a sexual moment.

Thomas was strong his body was magnificent his mind was too. His walking was long strides due to his height over six feet. His hands were strong due to the lifestyle of being a gardener a builder of furniture working on weights. He was a handsome as a man could ever be. Graying at the temples only made him more handsome to go with his bluest of blue eyes.

"Here Abigail lay on this sofa it will be closer to the fire keep you warmer." Thomas said as he turned to check the fire.

I was lying down but I wasn't sleepy I wanted to be with Thomas. His touch was still on my skin and deep inside of my desires. Watching Thomas walk away I could see his muscles fighting with his polo shirt. Straining the seams to almost tearing I inhaled loudly.

"Are you okay Abigail?" Thomas asked with concern in his voice.

Watching him turn towards me made me inhale once more but quietly. I wanted Thomas more than I had ever. I wanted to tell him no that I wanted him with the deepest passions laid out bare.

"Yes, I am okay I was just clearing my throat." I said lying through my teeth.

Seeing his long shadow dancing up the walls I found myself lost in thoughts of him. His prowess was filled in with my own dreams of being taken by him. Having his body upon me using mine to bring his the epitomizing of sexual gratification.

"Abigail here take this cup of tea." Thomas smiled as he handed me a cup.

"Thank you Thomas this is nice. Please sit down join me." I said with a smile.

"I think I will it's so cold in here glad the fire is roaring." Thomas spoke with a hint of machismo showing.

My eyes were looking at him with side way glances his body never stopped making me want him to have me. He could have me I allowed that to be clearly understood. In fact at times I thought perhaps he wasn't interested in any female I laughed at that thought he was a man. Sometimes to my consternation his eyes fell upon a woman that his reactions couldn't deny. I smiled at him making eye contact before looking away at the fire.

We sat like that sipping enjoying the warmth of the tea and fire. There wasn't much noise but the grandfathers clock in the front hall. I sat there with burning desires once again to tame on my own. Almost thinking I would be dying without ever knowing sex with Thomas was as close to nirvana as anything could be.

"You are deep in thought Abigail. Care to share in fact it's still not entirely warm in this room." Thomas spoke with a little hinting in his voice.

I heard it in his voice he was hinting for me to allow him into my blankets. Thomas was going to share his body being thisclose to me I was excited.

"Thomas please come over here we can generate enough body heat to survive." I said with a touch of humor in my voice.

Raising the blanket up he walked over and settled in snuggly as I was becoming heated by passions. Okay so they were my passions I knew he was a creature of habit. He would somehow make this something quite innocent. The fact it was didn't stop my mind in wanting something to ignite between us.

"Thomas this is nice the closeness the fire burning. I was cold before you came over to sit here." I said innocently.

Thomas pulled his arm out from under the blanket pulling me close into his chest. Laying my head on his chest I knew I would never be the same. Hearing his heart beating even the irregular beating made me feel so close to him. When he pulled me even closer my eyes shut my mind went into flight.

Thomas sensed my body was very close to his. I felt him shuffling his weight around so that I wasn't pressing into his so intimately. Having closed my eyes I could see this in my minds eye. I didn't see what was going to happen in a way that would have made it less wonderful to see it coming.

His face came towards mine with his free hand he lifted my chin up. While my mind was racing his was preparing us for our first touch of passions. It was a moment that seemed to stop time.

His lips pressed ever so lightly at first as my mind made the adjustment to this tactile moment. My breath was caught in my throat literally to open my eyes might have placed Thomas across the room still. Responding to his kiss was instant igniting our passions. I heard moaning from deep within a soul realizing its Coming from both of us shoots the passions to the next level. Feeling Thomas' hands move across my arms down to my breasts caused me to inhale. I found myself reacting by pushing my breasts into his hand. Welcoming their touch wanting more I was lost now into the desires of a man and a woman.

"Mmm Thomas I am I mean this is so … I mean I have wanted this for so long it seems so wonderful." I stopped short.

Thomas found the pearl buttons that were straining against the angora sweater. His fingers slipped inside far enough that his flesh was kissing my skin. My mind exploded with sensations. I turned ever so slightly making his job a lot easier making me a lot hotter. Somehow the blanket slipped down but I wasn't feeling the cold. I twisted a little more and I was on Thomas' lap I felt the firm outline of a cock trying to find daylight.

I took my hands and brought his face to mine. Eye contact was intense we dared not look away we might miss something. I licked my lips as I tilted my head a little Daring him to reach out to kiss my lips. Slipping my hand down inside the blanket he grinned seeing where this is going. I touched his cock through his slacks his hips moved upwards instinctively. 

"Mmmm does that feel good?" I asked grinning.

"Yes it's…. Yes." Thomas answered with strain.

My hands were really doing a number on his cock his pants had to be cutting the blood off. I continued rubbing as I lowered my lips to his biting easily his lower lip. His lips were trembling as I sucked the lower lip out only to release it again. This was something I was enjoying. I was in control or so I thought.

Thomas worked his hands under my sweater pulling it off he gasped as his eyes beheld my lingerie. I had not knowingly slipped on a leopard skin bustier it hugged my fullness. My nipples were almost uncovered by the lace I felt his finger it was prying the soft lace from around them. His playing with me caused me to zone out. I left him alone as I was sensually experiencing his touches they were erotic burning my skin. I felt the last remnant of lace move allowing my nipples to come free. They were aching for the touch of him. They had gotten so hard you could have hung a shirt on a hanger off the tips. His fingers were making me moan with pleasure. I was going from chills to a deep flushing in my body shrieking from such basic desires.

Raising my arms over my head it brought my nipples closer to his mouth. As I was feeling the warmth of his tongue I moaned from deep within my soul. His lips were playing me so well. I was yielding to his soft lips his gentle hands. Moaning by one another kept this intense. Long slow licking mixed with enormous sucking. Caused me to moan so loudly it startled Thomas.

"Abigail I am so so sooo ….." Thomas' voice failed him as he drew on another long taste of my nipples. 

His hands were playing my body with every touch a new sensation coursed through my spine. I threw my head back allowing my hair to barely grace his thighs. His hands cupped my breasts with lust. I wanted his nakedness to join in mine. Together naked so we could explore the valleys the curves see how we fit into one another.

Taking my nimble fingers I managed to unzip his slacks his cock shot out as though it was a horse in the Kentucky Derby. Rigid veined straight with thickness it suited him I grasped it in my hand. It was a magnificent cock he was all man he stopped sucking. Lifting his hips his slacks were gone I was quite impressed he hurriedly situated me back into position.

Losing my train of thought becoming more aware of this rigid fat cock I bumped my clit on his ridge. It sent electricity down my spine inhaling so deep that I thought I would faint.

"Yes Abigail keep doing that use my pubic bone to cum. Your pleasure gives me pleasure." Thomas said hoarsely.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyyyyy nowwwwwwwwwwwww itsssss happeninggggg Oooooooooooo pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee……." I bit my lips as I threw my head back screaming for the entire world to hear.

I immediately became aware that I had gushed all over his lap. This it was so humiliating when I came with such force mortified me. Thomas broke into a genuine smile took my chin in his hands brought my face to his.

"Abigail you are the most amazing woman. Having you cum with such force it's the most beautiful way to tell me you are a passionate woman. That I had something to do with your amazing response." His tender voice was lost to another screaming orgasm.

Biting my lips I came down from the orgasm shivering. Thomas instinctively pulled me to his chest closer. My hips were still grinding my clit on his bone. Now though as I came down his shaft slipped inside my lips much like a hot-dog in a bun.

I laughed at that thought but then visually it fit. I was moving feeling such intense pressure with utter releases causing my mind to split. At this point my mind was keeping me breathing is doing the mundane work as I drifted into sub space.

I would get glimpses of Thomas' face I felt so free yet I could feel his body pressing into mine. Closing my eyes I felt detached to a very sensual moment. With the speed of a train I felt myself being slammed down onto the surface of something leather. Cool buttery soft Italian leather my mind finally made the connection.

Thomas was pushing my upper body onto the surface of the sofa. His hands were pulling my ass high into the air. I was amazed at the speed of his lust being Played out with me. His arms were shoving me down hard as his hips centered to playfully tease my pussy with the head of his cock. I could feel his ridge as he barely entered into my pussy. I felt my muscles try to grab a hold of the shaft yet he would pull out.

"Oh fuck Thomas please fuck me now!" I shouted yet laughed.

"What did you say Abigail I couldn't hear you?" He gasped.

"Fuck me Thomas please?" I was more serious.

"Abigail you are going to have to speak up I can't hear you." Thomas laughed.

"Fuck you. Oh no I meant to say fuck me." I laughed out loud.

Thomas was getting way too much enjoyment in teasing me. I was pushing my ass back towards his cock. His hands slapped my ass playfully as he looked at my dripping pussy. Swollen from the aching of needing fucked. The scent of our passions had filled the room. The sounds of lust were filling our bodies intoxicating our senses.

"I am going to fuck you hard make your pussy swell up from the pounding you will get." Thomas' voice was raspy.

"Yes. Yes please I need you now!" I screamed at him.

His hips were preparing to enter me. I was pushing back towards him the instant his cock pierced my lips I came with a mighty gush. His hips shoved deeper as my pussy was grabbing and letting go of his cock. He was piston pumping my pussy making my lips go inside as he did then pull back out as he left my pussy.

My pussy was being assaulted with synchronized motions. I heard labored breathing as I turned my face towards the room I could see us. There was a mirror that was showing the intensity with every hard fucking stroke. Thomas was pounding so hard I thought he would rip me open knowing he wouldn't I was pushing back to his thrusts.

"Abigail I am going to fucking fill your pussy. I want you to tell me what you want."

My mouth was dry from mouth breathing trying to keep up with his fat cock. I wasn't able to speak yet I wanted to give Thomas what he asked for. I couldn't Make a sound.

"Tell me Abigail!" He gasped.

I managed to knock over a teacup making a puddle I licked some of the tea.

"Thomas fill my pussy with your cum you have to please?" I barely got it out.

Thomas' body went rigid his hips seemed to stop in mid stroke I felt his tense thighs become like marble.

"Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….. " Thomas shouted as he broke into laughter from such intense emotions he even shed tears.

"Yes oh yes Thomas it's so fucking hot." I said with the last of my voice.

We melded into one hearts beating in rhythm. Our bodies gyrated making us feel the greatest feeling in life between man and woman. The human touch making us aware of the need to be touched so we could thrive. We laid in a tangled mess upon the sofa managing to drift off to sleep.

Oh my we were going to be deeply into one another oh what a way to live. Hang on its going to be rocky road with twists and turns and lots of sex. Oh yes, that ever wondrous sexual adventure shared by two.